My First Experience

My First Experience

I was laying on my bed having just finished some course work and wondering what to do next when I heard a sort of moaning coming from mum's bedroom. Not sure what it was, if she had hurt herself or was perhaps unwell, I got off my bed and, her door was just a little bit open. Something stopped my rushing in to see if she was okay, looking through the door crack I could see her reflected in her wardrobe door mirror, she was laying nude on her bed. I had seen mum nude many times so that was nothing new, but what she was doing was new, and it was something I had no idea about.

Mum had what looked like a plastic bar or rod in her hand and was holding it between her legs. I could hear a vibration noise and mum was moaning and pulling a really strange face. I was fascinated, I couldn't stop watching but was scared I would be caught. Dad was out and so there was only mum and me at home. Mum gasped and took in a big gulp of air and lifted her bottom high off the bed and she let out the biggest moan yet. I was frozen, I couldn't stop watching as she lay there, the rod thing in her hand still making a buzzing noise. There was obviously an on/off switch on it and with her other hand she stopped the buzzing and dropped the rod on the bed.

Before she could see me, I crept back to my room and lay on the bed, my ear buds in, listening to music, thinking about what mum had been doing, something I had never seen before, and up until then I had never even thought about touching myself with something other than my fingers. 

Deep in my thoughts, Mum startled me, I hadn't heard her come into my room, and as she touched my shoulder, I jumped.

"Shit mum, you made me jump."

"Don't swear Nat, it is unladylike." Mum had dressed, jeans and a jumper, and I hoped she wasn't aware I had just been watching her. "I am going to the shops, I will be about an hour, do you want to come, or do you want me to get anything for you?"  

"No mum, if you don't mind, I am just going to stay here and listen to my music."

I got up and watched from my parents’ bedroom window as mum drove off the drive and gave her a couple of minutes to make sure she had not forgotten something and had to come back. Deciding the coast was clear I opened the drawer in mum's bedside table, and there it was. I picked it up and held it. It was rubbery to the feel, round and had a slight point at one end. At the other end was what looked like a button, which of course I pressed. 

I almost dropped it, I was surprised at how it felt. It buzzed and vibrated in my hand. I pressed the button again and the vibrations increased and then another press and it all stopped and went quiet. I am not sure why, but I bought it to my nose and sniffed, it had a familiar smell, the smell I guess of a woman, my mum.

I rushed back to my room, my mum’s toy in hand and quickly undressed and lay on the bed. I needed to see what this was like, why was my mum using it, was it better than her fingers, or better even than my dad?

I pressed the button and the vibrations started. I touched myself by my clitty, just gently, to see how it felt. Oh my, wow, that created a real tickle inside me. Feeling brave I moved the toy down until it just vibrated my clitty and then I knew. I knew why my mum did this. A feeling that I had never experienced, it was like an intense pain but with overwhelming pleasure, and I realised I was gasping, taking in huge breaths, and then holding them as I pulsed.

I slid the toy down my valley, slowly, I was very wet, the toy slipping easily between my folds and then resting at my opening. Did I dare? Did I? I pushed the toy slowly inside me, bigger than a tampon, bigger than my finger, I slowly took it in, the vibrations now inside me.     

This was a real pleasure, not as intense or overpowering as when I touched my clitty, but a warmer, deeper pleasure. I slowly eased the toy back out and felt an emptiness as it left me, and a longing for the intensity of the pleasure I had felt when I had touched my clitty.

I pressed the tip against my clitty, softly, barely touching and my breath held, I could not gasp, I could not take in any more air and my back arched as the pleasure exploded through my body. I had never felt anything like it, never had touching myself given me so much pleasure. I felt wrecked, I was soaking, wet all over, my fanny warm and pulsing, my clitty throbbing, I could hardly move.

I didn't know how long mum had been gone, but I knew I needed to get her toy back into her bedside drawer before she came home. I got off my bed and padded into her room, returning the toy to her drawer and went back and laid on my bed.

Oh my God, I had to get myself one of those, but first I needed a shower.

Jason

Jason

I had been seeing Jason for a few weeks. We had kissed, a lot, and he had touched my boobs through my top, I had rubbed him through his trousers, but nothing more. I wasn't sure about how far I wanted to go, and after discovering my mum's toy and the pleasure I could give myself; I was in no hurry to go exploring with a boy. Well not yet anyway. Jase had texted me and said let's go for a walk through Dingle Wood as he hadn't enough money to go to town.

The day was nice and I had nothing else to do, not really, and mum and dad were both home doing stuff, so, yeah, I wanted to get away. I was wearing a t shirt and joggers, just slouchy joggers, probably okay for walking in the wood, but, nah, not as I was meeting Jason. I slipped the joggers off and put on my denim skirt and a thin jumper over my t shirt. Trainer socks and trainers and I was ready. I shouted bye to my parents and left. 

Dingle wood is about a twenty minute walk away, it is National Trust land and has a few walks and paths and some clearings here and there. I am no expert on trees, all I can say is that people like it in the Autumn as the leaves all change colour. Personally, that doesn't do it for me, it looks dead in winter, but is cool in summer, the leaves shading the paths and clearings from the sun.

Jason was waiting in the small car park off the main road, he was wearing a hoodie and jeans, and he hugged me and took my hand as we set off and walked along the longer path that goes around the farmers edge of the wood. This path is one that you hardly ever see anyone on, I guess because it is next to the farmers field that just has grass growing in it, I think that they cut it for hay for their horses, I am not sure, not something I have ever been interested in much.

We had been walking for about ten minutes I suppose, and Jase pulled me to him and kissed me. His lips were warm, and I sucked as he pushed his tongue into my mouth. I felt his hand on my boob, pushing at my nipple through my jumper, and my breath jumped, a small feeling like electricity ran through my body. Jase lowered his hand and then I felt him on my skin as he went up under my jumper and t shirt. He pushed my bra up and played with my nipple. Honestly, I hate it that he pushed my bra up, it is such a Pfaff trying to put my bra back in place, but the feeling of his hand on my boob was nice. I may have murmured encouraging noises. 

I had never done this before, but I felt brave. Until now I had only felt his cock through his clothes even though he had played with my boob, I had not felt sexy enough to touch him back, but after using mum's toy my interest had grown. I undid his belt, lowered his zip, and pushed his jeans down, and slipped my hand inside his pants. His cock was hard, and I mean hard, really hard, I kind of knew that boys get hard, but didn't realise just how much.

As I touched him, and then held his cock he gasped 'oh fuck Nat'. I moved my hand up and down a little as I knew how boys did it to themselves, and as I did, he kind of sagged. He took his hand from my jumper and taking my free hand he pulled us to the ground. He pulled his underpants down and I looked for the first time at a real cock, in the flesh, not on some twitter post. As I moved my hand up and down, the skin moved and a little of the inside of his cock showed. There was a small hole in the end, presumably where his wee came out, and the end was a red almost purple colour, unlike the skin on his cock which was just normal skin colour.

I gripped his cock as tightly as I could and moved my hand faster, pulling his skin down as far as I could on each stroke, the inside of his cock bulging out as I pulled the skin right down. He paid me no notice as I stroked him, his sole attention was on what I what I was doing, his head was tipped back and his eyes screwed tight. I was fascinated as I moved my hand, watching the inside of his cock appear and disappear as I stroked him. I hoped I was doing it right, I had never done it before, and he seemed to be enjoying it, so perhaps I was. 

“Oh Christ, don't stop” he cried out and he spurted, his white cream shooting out and I went as fast as I could and squeezing hard until the spurts stopped. 

“Stop, enough,” Jase panted and I let go of his cock, his white cream dripping down his thigh. “Oh fuck, that was fantastic” he said as he lay there getting his breath.

I lay back, that had been surprisingly hard work and I needed to catch my own breath. Well, that wasn't too bad I thought, hopefully I could satisfy him with that, rather than going the whole way, I wasn't ready for that yet. I felt Jase kiss me, his lips moist on mine and his hand crept up my leg. 'Oh' I thought, 'perhaps that wasn't enough.'

He ran his hand over my panties, tracing the outline of my fanny, it felt really odd, someone else touching me in my secret place. I liked it, I liked it a lot and I liked it even more when he slipped his hands inside my panties.

 “Oh my God” he whispered, I guessed he was touching a girl for the first time, just as it had been my first time with a cock.

I was really wet, and his finger moved easily between my lips and he found my opening and pushed a finger inside me, oh wow, that felt odd. He started moving his finger in and out of me and as he pushed his finger in, his hand also pushed at my clitty, giving me small pulses of pleasure. 

He pulled his finger out and I felt empty, empty until he pushed back in, and I realised he was using two fingers, stretching me as he fingered me. He pushed his fingers in as far as they would go, pressing hard on my clitoris and then I had the weirdest feeling, I think he was wiggling his fingers in different directions, it felt so strange yet very sexy.

He took my hand and placed it on his cock, it wasn't as hard as earlier, but it was getting that way. I started to stroke him again, gripping him tightly, trying to time my hand movements with his fingers going in and out of me. He got harder and started to grunt a little. He rolled toward me and tried to lay on me, but I wouldn't let him, I was not ready for that, not yet. I pulled away before things went too far. 

He was still hard and I knew what I wanted to do, I stroked him hard and fast, harder and faster than before and he jerked and his cock erupted again. Not as much as before, but still he finished and I loved watching his cream come from his cock, cream that I had brought out. I cupped his balls, feeling them in my hand, so strange, so cool to the touch, nothing like I had experienced before, I was almost jealous.

He wanted to know when we could do it all and I said I didn't know, not yet, and that he had to learn how to finish me the way I had finished him. He was surprised, he didn't know girls could finish. How new to this we both were.

 

A Toy Rabbit

A Toy Rabbit

When I got home dad was out, and mum was doing something in the kitchen. I gave mum a quick kiss and went up for a shower. I was sat on my bed with a towel round me when mum tapped on the door. "You okay love?" She asked.

"Fine mum, Ashara is a bit down in the dumps 'cus her dad won't allow her to see any boys."

"Well, I guess that is their culture, I don't know much about it, but, what about you and boys, is it serious with Jason?"

Oh here it is, the third degree. I had been expecting it. "Well, you know, I like being with him."

"Have you had sex yet?"

"Mum!" I am sure I went bright red.

"Well sweetheart, people do that, all my concern is that you are safe, I don't want you getting pregnant or worse, any diseases."

"Yes mum if we do do it, then we will take precautions."

"Nicely avoided. I am serious. I guess you know how everything works, what goes where, what is nice, what is not."

"Yes mum." I was absolutely not going to explain any further.

"Just remember, if you do not want to do something, if you are uncomfortable about something, it is okay to say No, and to walk away."

"Yes mum, but well, you know, what if I, you know, make him, well, you know, hard?"

"It won't kill him sweetheart. Boys get hard all the time, they just have to learn to live with it. You certainly do not have to do anything about it.”

Well that was news. I wonder how dad would react if I said no. Anyway, I liked that I made Jase hard and I liked him doing it to me. "Okay mum, you don't have to worry, I know what goes where, how to be safe and how to say no."

"Well, if you are home with your boyfriend, and your bedroom door is shut, we will know not to disturb you, okay?"

"Yes mum." As if I was ever going to do anything with Jase whilst mum or dad were in the house.

"Okay, and don't forget you can talk to me about anything, and your dad too, although you might feel awkward talking to your dad, but you can, just remember that."

"Yes mum."

Luckily, I think, dad did not come and bother me in my room, so I just stayed undressed after tea and lay in bed, and exchanged a few sexy texts with Jase, he did suggest that we take selfies of ourselves naked and send them to each other, but I wasn't in the mood for that. Ash sent me a text saying she was going to Tesco to buy 'something' and would I like to go over tomorrow morning as her mum and dad would be out and she would be alone, and she was allowed a girlfriend over. I had college in the afternoon, so the morning was fine, so I said yes.

I woke early and went for a shower, and dad walked in just as I got in. "Dad!"

"Your mum is downstairs, don't panic, I need to wee." He opened his dressing gown and stood in front of the toilet. I could hear the sound of his wee even over the noise of the shower, and I tried to ignore him as he did what he needed to. He washed his hands and then turned to me, his dressing gown open and his cock was hanging down a bit, it kind of looked half hard. "You can have it if you want sweetheart."

"Dad, no, I am still a bit sore. Let me just shower." I wasn't in any way sore, but I really did not want to mess around with my dad, that was just confusing, and Ash had pretty much said it was wrong, even though I hadn't let on what I had done with my dad, or even hinted. No that was way too private. Dad just smiled and left, leaving the bathroom door a little open as he went.

I finished my shower , flushed the loo because dad hadn't, 'cus it would have made the shower go too hot, and I put my robe on. "You really should keep the bathroom door shut if you are in there sweetheart, you are a woman now, not a little girl," mum said as she walked past, 'especially when your dad is home, I am sure he doesn't want to accidentally see you without your clothes, or even sat on the loo."

"No mum, sorry, I will be more careful, sorry." No point in saying anything about dad, mum would just not understand and probably would not believe me anyway.

Bra, top, pants and skirt and my trainers and I was ready. I got my college stuff and headed over to Ashara's, planning on staying there till it was time for college, hopefully I could grab some lunch with her.

"Hello Natalie," Ashara's mum said as Ash let me in, "I'm in a rush, so hello and goodbye. have a nice time girls."

"Mum is running late, dad has been out for hours already. Just you wait to see what I got from Tesco last night. It'll blow your mind." Ash took my hand and hurried me up to her room.

"What is it, show me?" I said as we got into her room.

"No, wait till mum has gone, I don't want her to come in and see it."

I think I guessed what she had bought at this point. "I think that you should see Gentra's brother. You can say that you are going to her house, but can see her brother, you can play with his cock I bet."

"No way, he is stupid and smelly, and he would not be able to keep it a secret, he would tell everyone and then it would get back to my parents and I would be in real trouble.' We heard Ash's mum shout goodbye and then the front door slammed. Ash ran and looked out of her parent's bedroom window. "She's finally gone" Ash called.

She came back into the room and reached under her mattress. "I have to find a better place to hide it, but here it is, look." It was a toy like mum's. I thought it would be.

”Have you tried it yet?"

"No, I was scared, I wanted you to be here, I thought that we could try it together."

"Okay" well, I said okay, not sure I meant it, I wonder what Ash meant by try it together?

It wasn't exactly the same as my mum's toy, it was about the same length and width, but also had an extra small bit that stuck out at the side, I wasn't sure what that bit was for, but it looked like it had a pair of rabbits ears. "Where exactly do I put it? You know, you have seen your mum using one."

I took it off her and looked it over, there was a circle at the bottom that i guessed you pressed to turn it on, that was about it. There was a small round hole by the switch, which I thought is where the charging lead would go. "Have you charged it up?"

"Yes, it is all charged, and you press and hold that small circle and that turns it on, and then you can change the speed by pressing the button a few more times, and if you press and hold it turn it off."

"Seems straight forward, obviously I didn't see how mum turned hers off when she had finished, but I guess they are pretty much the same."

"How do you use it? Where do you put it?"

"It is a bit straight forward from what I saw my mum do. You switch it on and then rub it up and down yourself. It is also okay to push it inside. That is what my mum did. I am not sure about this extra bit, I don't think my mum's had one of them. I guess, and this is only a guess, that when the rest of it is inside, that bit still touches your outside."

"Will you show me, I am a bit scared."

I suppose I should have been expecting that. We had seen each other naked plenty of times, and compared how different we were to each other, but we had never touched each other, not sexually. "What do you mean, show you? Use it on you?"

"No, silly, use it on yourself so I can see what you do."

"Oh. Okay I suppose, but if I am taking my clothes off, then so are you, otherwise it is not fair."

Ash pulled her top up and off and took her bra off, slipped her slacks down and pulled her panties off. I was a little bit slower and I put all my clothes on her bedroom chair with my trainers just by them. "Is your front door locked? I don't want any surprises whilst I am naked."

"Yes I heard mum double lock the door when she left. You can only get in with a key."

"Okay give me the toy then." I took the toy off Ash and lay on her bed, and I was a little bit embarrassed at playing with myself in front of someone, but well, at the end of the day both Jase and my dad had seen me naked and had shagged me and I had also sucked my dad. So, when I thought about it, I didn't really have any excuse for being embarrassed. I turned the toy on and pressed the button a few times until there was a nice vibration. It hummed quite loudly in the room, I would not want to be using it with anyone else in the house, they would have a very good idea of what I was doing.

Ash was sat next to me and was looking closely at my fanny. I was different to her, mine was all sort of self-contained, just looking like a little crease from the outside, but she had bits that stuck out, her 'inner flaps' she called them, if she had no underwear on, you could not miss them. Her little fun spot was bigger than mine too, but then we are all different. I rested the tip of the toy on my crease and ran it up and down, it felt rather nice when I was up near my clitty button. I pressed a bit more and slid it into my crease, I was wet by now and it slid in easily, and when I pressed against my clitty it took my breath away, wow that was good. I held it against my clitty for a few moments, my breath held, and I was afraid I would finish and I didn't want to do that, not yet, so slid down and pressed at my entrance.

"Oh wow Nat, that looks so cool and I could tell that you liked it."

I ignored her, I was too busy with what I was doing to myself, I almost forgot that she was there. Slowly I pushed the toy inside and as I pushed it all the way in, I found out what the extra bit was for. It rested on my clitty giving a less intense vibration whilst the stronger vibration was happening inside. I tried to move the toy so that the extra bit stayed on my clitty whilst I moved the main part in and out, like Jase had done with his cock. I must have got it right because before I knew what was happening, I finished and exploded with a huge cry and clamped hard on the toy and squeezed my legs hard together whist the toy buzzed away as if nothing had happened.

"fuck, fuck, shit Nat, wow, fuck, wow."

"Yeah Ash" I gasped as I pulled the toy from me and managed to turn it off.

Ash took the toy and lay down next to me. I was too wasted to take much notice at first but then I heard the buzzing and looked across. Ash had her eyes closed and was sliding the toy between her flaps and then she stopped as it rested on her clitty. Her breath stopped and she started gasping 'oh oh' a little before she pulled it away and stopped.

"No, that is too much, I can't."

"What is too much Ash, it isn't going to hurt you?"

"It is too intense, Nat, how did you do that, I mean, it was so much."

"Well, I just went with it, I liked the pleasure it gave, and I just lay back and enjoyed. I thought you looked like you were enjoying it. I don't get why you stopped."

"You do it for me."

"What do you mean, me do it?"

"If you hold it and use it on me, then I can't stop it can I? I am just too scared."

Oh. Well, I didn't expect that. Okay, I can do this I thought, I mean, why not?

"Okay, pass it to me and then close your eyes, just feel it, imagine where it is going, what it is going to do next and just enjoy. It is fantastic trust me." I took the toy from Ash and settled myself between her legs and turned the toy on. I lightly ran it down her crease from just below her clitty, between her flaps and to by her opening. As I moved the toy Ash gasped a little and I saw the bottom of her crease flutter, it sort of pulsed.

As I moved the toy back up her flaps wrapped around the toy and I applied a little more pressure to go deeper in between them and then I stopped as I touched her clitty. Ash was gripping her bed sheet in her hands, her knuckles white and her bottom lifted a little off the bed. I don't know why but I leant forward and gently blew on her clitty as I held the toy there.

"Oh" came from Ash's mouth as I gently moved down her crease, my lips pursed and blowing. I moved the toy down, now deep in her valley, her flaps curling away as I moved until I reached her opening again. I slowly rotated the toy, pushing and pressing and the toy penetrated her, going deep inside her with the little extra bit pressing into her valley and just touching her clitty. "Oh shit" she whispered and she started to rock.

I leant forward even closer and licked her clitty and then sucked it a little. That took her over the edge and her legs clamped and her back arched and she cried out, sounds that made no sense. I eased the toy away and sat back. "Was that okay Ash, did I do it right?"

"Oh wow."

"Wow?"

"Yes wow. What did you do to me? I have never felt anything like that, it felt like that was more than the toy."

"Well, you could feel the toy, yes?"

"Yes, i knew what the toy was, it felt like when I did it to myself, I just didn't know what you were going to do next. But I felt other things too."

"Oh? I am not sure what you mean." I laughed and sat up and reached for my panties. I was feeling a little cold and I needed to get my clothes back on.

"Did you kiss me?"

"What?"

"Did you kiss me, down there? It felt like a kiss. Did you?"

"Well, in the moment, perhaps."

"Oh."

"It would be much better if a boy did it."

"I don't have a boyfriend. I only have girls as friends. Friends like you."

I didn't really have an answer for that, I just did my bra up, tucked my boobs in properly so that the bra didn't pinch them, and pulled my top on. "It is good to have friends" was all I could think of to say.

"I wish I had done that to you now."

"It is okay, don't worry. You will be able to use the toy when there is no one in the house, you will be fine."

"I know, but you won't be here."

"It will be fine."

 

Explorations

Explorations

After tea I lay upstairs listening to music and texting with Jase. He still wanted us to send each other sexy pictures. I wasn't keen, I don't really know what makes a sexy picture, I always think boys look better dressed with a bulge than simply naked, but I guess other people have different ideas. I heard someone come upstairs and tap on my door, not wanting a conversation I answered as sleepily as I could, "mm?"

"Are you awake love?" my mum asked.

"Yes, no, sort of," I answered.

"Okay, I will see you in the morning love, goodnight."

"Mmm G'night" I mumbled.

Looks like I had got away with that, I really didn't want to talk with anyone other than Jase at the moment, I felt sexy and I didn't really want to talk to mum when I felt like that, and I certainly did not want to talk to dad right now, I was still unsure about wanting him, it had come so close that morning.

'I want to make love to you' Jase texted.

'Oh do u'

'yes ur so hot'

'not bad urself'

'wish I could come round'

'mum dad still up'

'cud i come round when they in bed'

'no no no' that was such a bad idea. I was not doing anything with Jase whist my parents were in the house, just no.

'c u 2moz?"

'yes, free in morn'

'u 2 me, me 2 u?'

'me 2 u'

I lay there with my buds out just imaging Jase in my mind, his cock, his balls, how it must look as he was inside me, and I heard my parents come upstairs. Mum was giggling and I am sure she said "hush" as they walked past my room, and dad replying "She's asleep".

I just lay there listening to the silence and then the silence was no more. The unmistakable sounds of my parents having sex. The slapping sound as dad pushed in and then withdrew only to push again, the grunting from mum as he filled her. 'That could have been you this morning' a voice inside my head said and I knew it was true. I lay and imagined it was me making the grunting noises, imagined it was me that my dad was shagging, my fingers slipping down and finding myself very wet. 

I pressed my clitty in time with the slaps, feeling every thrust dad made, feeling him filling me, wanting his spurts to fill me and to drip out of me, soaking the bed sheet, a stain that would be a telltale. "Oh shit" I said quietly as I approached the finish and then as I heard my mum loudly "Oh yes, yes, yes" I finished, I came hard in my bed, my fingers hard and deep inside me, my dads juices squirting. Squirting, just in the wrong place. I slept fitfully on and off in the night, my mind in a turmoil, wondering if I had done the right or the wrong thing is refusing my dad.

"How did you sleep sweetheart?" Mum asked as I drank juice and nibbled at some toast.

"Like a log mum, like a log," I lied. I didn't want to let on that I had heard them, that was a subject that should be taboo.

"Oh good, you seemed very sleepy when I came up."

"Oh, yes, I wasn't sure whether I had dreamt that you came up or not. Yes I think I was more tired than I thought, I don't think I heard anything until the birds started up this morning." Still lying, it was for the best. Dad popped his head through the door saying he was out all day and wouldn't be back until tea. Yeah, he said that yesterday too.

After dad had gone mum turned to me. "Now we are alone love, is there anything you want to ask me, I just felt as if there might be, anything?"

"No mum, I am all good, no problems here, and none at college."

"Your boyfriend not wanting to go further than you are comfortable with?"

"Well he is a boy mum, but he respects the boundaries, it is ok." Good job we have the same boundaries so no issues at all, and in no way was I going to talk to mum about me and Ash, that was beyond personal, in fact I wasn't even sure what it was with her.

"Are you sure love?"

"Yes mum, he did suggest taking some intimate photo's, but I firmly said no."

"Good, because so many girls have come to regret that later on when relationships end, as they often do."

"Well, I am not going to, and anyway, what is a sexy photograph, nope, not doing it?"

"Good girl. Okay, if that is the worst of it, then I think that you are okay, and thank you for sharing that with me, I feel much more assured. Oh, and if you want to go to the doctor, you know, about prevention and stuff, I will come with you if you want and we needn't tell your father."

"Thank you mum, if it ever gets to that, then I will talk to you." No point in mentioning that I already had that covered.

I got to Jase's about ten. He was wearing shorts and a T shirt and greeted me with a hug and a kiss. He dead locked the door and asked drink or room.

I saw that the blinds in the front room were set so no one could easily see in, I hadn't really noticed them before, just that the room was at the front.

 "Lets go and cuddle on the settee," I suggested. Bedroom could wait for later, although I wasn't really sure I could wait or that I even wanted to wait. I had told myself that I needed to exercise some control. I mustn't jump all over Jase the way I had Ash. With Ash it was lust, pure and simple. I wasn't sure what it was with Jase, but it felt right to take things a little slowly.

Jase smiled and we went into the front room and sat on the sofa, me to the right of Jase. I am right handed and that felt the right side to sit. Jase turned and took my face in his hands and gently kissed my lips. "I could get used to this," he said between his kisses.

"Mmmm, me too" I responded as I enjoyed the lightest of his touches.

"Any hassle with your folks?" Jase asked.

"No not really, mum suggested I go to the doctors and get checked and stuff and offered to come with me, I said no thanks, not now. She also said I could bring you back and if my bedroom door was shut they would know to leave us alone."

"Wow, so we could fool about whilst your folks are home? Wow."

"Don't get any ideas, not going to happen, not when my parents are home. No way."

"Okay, Okay, anyway, what about now?"

I kissed him and ran my hand over his chest. He wasn't muscly, not like some of the boys at college who are always in the Gym, but he wasn't weedy either. Just right in my view. 

"Well," I said, "I would like to get a good close up look at you. You are my first and, well, us girls and you boys are made very different."

"What? You know, examine me?"

"Yup, poke and prod, the full works. Unless you are too shy to let a girl look at your man stuff?"

"Well, I have been in the showers with others at school and stuff, and I know I compare favourably, some are bigger, yes, but many are smaller too, so, no, I am not in any way embarrassed about what I have, and yes, you can look." He pulled away and stood up. His top came off and then his shorts and he was stood in front of me, naked.

His cock wasn't quite hard but seemed to be stiffening as I looked at it. I knelt on the floor in front of him and got up real close. His cock was a very slightly darker skin shade than the rest of him. The head of his cock was hidden behind his foreskin, but I didn't want to touch him just yet so I simply got very close and looked up and down it. As I got even closer his cock jerked and I realised he was now quite hard, I wouldn't be sure until I touched it. His balls hung down below and I noticed they seemed to hang off his cock, there was some cock behind his balls, I hadn't realised that; I thought that they were kind of behind, not attached.

His balls were all wrinkly, almost like miniature brains, and there was a line of skin that looked folded over where they joined. I reached up and held his balls, and could feel them individually inside, moving around as I fondled them.

"Careful Nat, it hurts if you squeeze them."

"Oh yes, sorry, I didn't think." My dad had said years ago that if any boy ever hassled and tried to hurt me that I should kick or punch him hard between the legs. Yes, that is their vulnerable spot. I loved the weight of his balls as they hung in my hand, they were cool, and I loved how they felt. I wonder if I felt about his balls as he felt about my boobs.

"Bend over, I want to look at the back view." Jase turned and bent over resting on the settee with his arms. That was quite a different view. His bottom puckered and went to a small star shaped dot and then there was the small crease to where his cock started. The skin around his puckered hole was redder than his cock. I leant forward and ran a finger nail down the crease from his back, across his pucker and along the skin crease of his balls. His cock twitched as I passed his bottom hole and he let out a sigh.

"Oh, did you like that?" I asked.

"Yes, but it was like an electric tickle."

Interesting, I would save that. I decided that if he ever wanted to put his cock inside my bottom, then I would put something inside his in return. I saved that decision until the time came. I turned around and lay between his legs and lifted myself up sucking his balls. "Ooh that is nice," he said softly.

Yes it was nice. His balls filled my mouth and the crinkles felt good on my tongue. His cock was pressing against my nose and I rubbed it a few times before letting go and turning back. "Okay, turn round, I want to look at your cock now."

Jase turned around and once more his cock was in my face. I held it in my hand, and yes, he was very hard. I gently pulled the skin back and revealed the end of his cock. I pulled the skin as far as it would go and then it seemed to stop and stay pulled back. The top of his cock had a wider shape at the bottom and that seemed to have trapped his skin. There was a hole at the end of his cock, presumably where the wee and other stuff came out. I ran my finger nail around the wide bit and he started and took in a huge gulp of air.

"Nice?" I asked.

"Oh God, yes, not sure I can hold on if you keep doing that."

I didn't really care if he held on or not, we had all morning, and as he had shown the other day, he would be able to go again in a bit. I kept moving my nail around the edge, slowly and very lightly, and when he gasped I ran my finger along the strange little wrinkle to the hole at the end. I saw a small drop of liquid at the end and wiped it across his head with my nail and then went back to running my nail around him. "Oh fuck" he said and his cock jerked in my hand and he shot out of the hole right on my face, two more times he spurted, and then it was just dripping, his white baby juice.

"Wow Jase, that was incredible." I had never seen anything like it, well, this was my first time up close and personal. "Does it hurt when you do that."

"Not really, it is just an intense pleasure and there is a small pain at the same time. I have never cum like that before."

"Is it a different feeling when you do it to yourself?" I was intrigued.

"Yes, the pleasure and pain are the same, but it takes longer and there is a different feeling inside my cock too."

"Do you like doing it to yourself?"

"What, wanking? Yes. Probably every boy does it. Don't you?"

"I know my dad does it, I have heard him in the bathroom. I don't have a cock Jase, so how could I do it?"

"You know what I mean, rub yourself. That is what girls do, isn't it?"

"Well, yes, but not so often. I bet you do it every day."

"At least once."

"What do you think of when you are doing it?"

"Well, now I am with you I imagine it is you I am with, and you are using your hand or your mouth. I have a new thing to imagine now though. What do you think of when you do it?"

I has hardly going to tell the truth and say Ash, or even my dad, so I told him what he wanted hear. "I think of you and your mouth on me, down there. What did you think of before me?"

Jase went a red colour, "it is a bit embarrassing. You will laugh."

"Don't be silly. I won't laugh. Tell me."

"Mum"

"Your mum?"

"Yes. Well she was the only woman I had ever seen even partially naked, and that was bra and panties, but that is all I had to go on."

"Wow, that is great, what did you imagine she did?"

"Oh I had all kinds of dreams. She would walk into my bedroom and see me naked with a hard on and say 'Oh Jason, let me help you with that', or she was bent over somewhere and I would go up behind her and lift her skirt up, and she would not be wearing panties and I would push my cock in her. That kind of stuff really. Pretty usual I suppose. I think most boys at school would think of their mum until they got a proper girlfriend. What about you, did you ever think of your dad, did you ever see him naked?"

"No not really. I have seen him get out of the shower a few times when the door wasn't properly closed. But he wasn't hard and, well, I never thought of my dad like that."

"You must have thought of something."

"I didn't. I didn't really rub myself much anyway, I hardly even thought about it until we got together."

"Your face is dripping."

"That is your fault."

"Oh I don't think the fault is mine, what were you doing that cause it to happen?"

"Fair point. I suppose I ought to go and wipe it off."

"Then I want to look at you, like you looked at me."

I went to the downstairs loo, grabbed some loo tissue and wiped my face. Crumbs there was a lot, then I gave my face a quick wash using the hand bowl and flannel. All restored I went back. Jase was still naked but was sitting on the settee. I stood a little away from him, took my top off, my bra, pulled down and off my panties then undid my skirt and let it fall. I walked up and stood in front of him in all my glory, my naked glory.

"You look absolutely stunning" he said. Well that was a good start. Not sure I agreed, but I wasn't going to argue. "I love your boobs, what size are they?"

"C, like you and your cock, there were girls bigger and some smaller. Mine are just the right size, they didn't get uncomfortable when I did sports."

"They don't hang down, that is nice." Thanks, I think. "Your nipples are a darker colour than your skin, and you have that circle area around them. I like that." He reached forward and held my boobs, and then gently twisted my nipples. "They get hard. I didn't know that they did that." I said nothing, I thought they only got hard when I was cold. Who knew?

He let go of my boobs, which, thanks to the 'not hanging down' that he mentioned, stayed just where he left them. "How do you get rid of your hair?"

"I hated it when it started growing, and tried plucking it out, boy that hurt, never going to do that again, so I shave when I am in the shower. I see other girls with hair and I think it is ugly, especially if it is untrimmed."

"I think my mum shaves, I have heard her talking with dad about it." Thanks. Do all boys compare their girlfriends with their mum? He ran his finger along my crease, not pushing in, just running the length. It did feel rather nice. 'Your fanny looks fab, I love it, it is so neat and I love that it promises so much yet reveals so little. Kind of like a bikini." Okay Jase, that is different, never had my fanny compared to swimwear before. 

"Will you turn around and bend over, like I did?"

I did as he asked, this actually felt odd, I had no issue with him looking at me from the front, but from the back, that felt strange. If I got the chance, I must do that to Ash, get an idea of what Jase was looking at. I suppose I could set my phone to record and bend over infront of it, that way I could see what Jase was looking at. I decided to do that when I get back home.

"Oh my God." Jase said.

"What? What's wrong?" Now he had me worried, that wasn't what I expected when I presented him my arse.

"Nothing is wrong, I just never expected to see this. You are fantastic."

"You scared me. Tell me what you see."

"Your bum is a little scrunched up with a very small opening in the centre, the skin around it is brown colour, but your fanny, Wow. It is peaking between your thighs, like two slices of a peach. It is plump and inviting. It looks nothing like it looks from the front. Jesus it is so sexy. Can I take a photo of it?"

"No, I told you, no photos. You will just have to remember what it looks like. It's just a fanny Jase, we girls are pretty much all the same."

"Spoil sport. Sit on the settee and open your legs so I can see inside please."

Well, he had already had his tongue in there, so why not? I turned and sat and opened my legs, my fanny gaped a little, it never did seem to open much, unlike Ash's fanny which seemed to turn into the grand canyon. Jase used his fingers and opened me up wider. He ran his finger from my hole up to the top and when he touched my clitty I think I must have flinched.

"Did that hurt?" He asked.

"Oh no, the opposite."

"That is where you would rub yourself?"

"Yes, and unlike you, who likes a strong squeeze, for me I like a soft touch."

He then pressed my clitty and then released, just letting the very end of his finger touch me, and he drew circles around its edge. It felt good, looking down over my boobs and seeing Jase on his knees between my legs. What he was doing to my clitty also felt really good, and it kept feeling better. I started to breath deeply and I could feel the end approaching squeezing my eyes tight shut as the pleasure began to roll through me. "You liked my tongue too" he said and I opened my eyes to see his head dip forward and he sucked at my clitty. 

As he sucked I felt a finger playing at my hole, rimming and then pushing in. Well, that was it, my body exploded and I thrust my fanny hard into Jase's face as I pulsed to a finish.

Jase leant back. "Wow" he muttered. "Do you know that you squirted a bit when you did that." No I did not know that, I didn't think girls could do that.

"Oh? Well, now I do. Bloody hell Jase, that was incredible, I mean mind blowing."

"I remember what you said when I did that the other day."

"So do I Jase, I meant it, and I remember too."

"Perhaps later, we could, you know, try it the other way."

"If that is what you want, but, there is one condition, actually, two."

"What are they?"

"If it hurts, you stop."

"Fair enough, and what is the other condition?"

"If you stick something in me then I can stick something in you."

"Oh, I hadn't thought about that. Okay I guess it depends on what you are thinking of using, but, if it hurts you stop."

"Of course. Now, can we go and get a drink, and you might want to wash your face."   

Sex and Love Making

Sex and Love Making

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I bet she is fucking him."

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

"Come on woman, get your clothes off."

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

"Okay Sis, you know what to do."

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

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

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

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

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

"Good fuck." He said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh no reason."

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

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

"Why not sure?"

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

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

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

"There is one way."

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

"Eurgh"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"And if I don't?"

"Oh." His face dropped.

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

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

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

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

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

"To have my way with you of course?"

"Oh, and what way would that be?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

 

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.