I got every bit

I got every bit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hey dad'" I replied.

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

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

"What wouldn't she understand Nat?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Did you get it all sweetheart."

"Yes dad, every bit."

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

Explosive Feelings

Explosive Feelings

I shouted 'bye' as I left and hurried away, I wanted to get to Jase's house without having to explain to my parents where I was going or what I was doing. It takes about fifteen minutes to get there and as I walked up the drive Jase opened the door.

As I walked in, he shut the door behind us and embraced me. I think he had just bathed in a bottle of aftershave, it was a bit strong. What is it with boys that they think they need to cover themselves with smelly stuff? Just being clean is all that is needed, honestly! Perhaps boys don't think?

I kissed him back, my one arm around his shoulders, the other on his lower back, pressing as we kissed. His tongue was wet and slippery as it pressed past my lips, and I could feel his hardness as I pressed him against me. 'Here I go again', I thought, 'having this effect on Jase.' I wondered if I did this to every boy, was it just me, or did most girls cause that to happen? 

They didn't talk about that in Human Reproduction at school, just the mechanics of it, boy get hard, girl get wet, boy inserts into girl, boy spurts, girl gets pregnant, baby pops out, repeat.

I didn't want the get pregnant part and so I had gone and seen the doctor just after my sixteenth birthday. Now I get an injection every few months. No pills to forget and I didn't tell mum. No one needed to know. I wasn't having sex, and in fact had no interest in sex at that time, and never really thought about it much until the past few days with Jase. And now, it seems, I make boys, and my dad, hard. Crumbs.

I pressed my stomach back at his hardness and made appreciative noises.

"Would you like to go upstairs?" Jase asked as he pulled his lips from mine, "Or would you rather stay down here on the settee?"

I had memories of seeing my mum and then my dad on settees, "Upstairs Jase I think, your lounge is at the front and people could see in." I followed Jase up to his room, I had been there loads of times, but one or other of his parents had always been around, so we had just kissed a bit and cuddled and messed around a little, but it never went far. Dingle Wood was the first time we really did much more than kiss, and that was only yesterday.

"Do you want to undress and fool around a bit?" Jase asked, and I nodded, well, why not? After all, my dad had already done it to me and I didn't seem to be ruined in anyway. I pulled my top and my skirt off and looked across at Jase, he was already naked, he didn't waste any time, I was still in my bra and panties. I pulled my bra up and off and then pushed my panties down. There was no embarrassment, my dad had seen me naked, and Jase had pretty much too. And I knew that I made them hard, so, yeah, nothing to fear, I guess.

I sat on the edge of the bed and Jase sat by me and turned and kissed me, his hand squeezing my boob and playing with my nipple. I found that a strange sensation, not unpleasant, but odd, sort of tingly, sort of painful at the same time. Jase was leaning against me and he kind of pushed my back so I was laying down, my legs over the side of the bed. His hand went down and he started rubbing my sex and he moved his mouth to my boob, licking and sucking, which was much nicer than his squeezing. He slid his finger down between my fanny lips and slowly he pushed into me, that was much nicer.

He moved his finger around inside, and I could feel him as he pushed up inside me, it was like scratching an itch, but not quite, I can't explain the sensation, I don't have a lot of feeling inside, I mean I can feel pressures and pushing, and I sure know when he is wiggling his finger, but it is a bit of a remote feeling, it is really odd. It gives a lot of pleasure, but not a lot of sensation. Jase pulled his finger out and I had a feeling of emptiness, but that didn't last long, just as I was feeling empty, Jase lay on me and I felt him push his cock inside me.

Oh, this was much bigger than his finger and it felt so much better, filling me with his cock, I felt my fanny stretch and my fanny lips opened and squashed flat as he lay on me. He started moving, just slowly, pushing in and then pulling back slightly. I could feel his balls as they moved against my thigh and his weight pushed down on my stomach, and his chest squashed my boobs down. He started moving faster, pushing inside me as hard as he could, I hoped that he wasn't too big, that there was nothing inside me that he would harm, but really, I knew that there wasn't. 

As he moved his body rubbed my fanny lips and my clitty tickled as it was pulled by my lips. Inside I felt full and could feel his shape as he slid up and down inside me, it felt nice. I hadn't really had chance to work out if I enjoyed it or not when my dad did it, dad had just thrust himself into me, and did it. Jase was a little different, he hadn't asked, he too had just entered me, but I guess that when I made him hard again, and then took my clothes off, this was always going to happen. 

Jase started pushing harder, deeper even, although I couldn't see how his cock could grow any more, it just felt like it, Jase pulled back again and I thought he was going to pull out, but no, he pushed back in hard, his balls slapping against my thigh and below my fanny and Jase sort of gurgled and made unintelligible noises as he pushed hard against me and I knew he had finished.

I hadn't felt the spurts as he finished but I did feel his cock as it got a little softer, and it tickled as it fell out of my fanny and Jase rolled off me and lay by my side. 

"Was that okay?" He asked. 

Well, what could I say? He had done it and had finished. I hadn't finished, but it had been okay, I mean, it hadn't hurt or anything, and I had resolved the hard on I had caused. I just felt empty and was sure my fanny was gaping wide open.

"Yes Jase, it was very okay". I felt his stuff begin to drip out of me, it felt cold and ran down in between the cheeks of my bottom, it wasn't the most pleasant feeling. I looked down at Jason's cock. It wasn't completely soft, but had 'gone down' a bit, and it was wet with his stuff, most of which I guessed he had left inside me. Just like my dad had. I wondered what Jase would taste like, would it be me, or would it be him? 

I decided I was in no hurry to find out. My fanny had been feeling hot and was pulsing as Jase had done it to me, but now I was beginning to feel cold and just a little bit sore.

I lay there lost in my thoughts. Did every girl make every boy hard, was that a thing? Or was it just me? Surely not.

"Shall we go and get a drink?" Jase asked.

I think all his juices had drained out of me by now, and probably left a nice puddle on the bed, I guessed his mum was probably used to his deposits.

"K" I replied and sat up. Jase stood up and headed off out of his room, he hadn't bothered with covering up, so I just followed him. "Are you sure no one will come home?" I asked as we went down the stairs, "I really don't want your parents to see me naked."

"Yeah, they are going to be gone for ages, they went to London on the train. But, if it makes you happy." Jase reached across and dropped the dead lock latch on the front door. Yes, that made me happy. The kitchen was at the back of the house and I sat on the stool by the breakfast bar.

"What you got?" I asked.

"Coke?"

"Diet?" Jase nodded, "That'll be fine" I answered. It was odd watching Jase walk around naked, his cock and balls swinging between his legs as he walked. I wondered what that must feel like, did it even feel of anything or did they just hang around? I had no idea.

Jase opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of diet coke, grabbed two glasses and poured us a couple of drinks.

"Was that your first time?" he asked me?

"First time what?" well, it was a stupid question although I decided I wouldn't count my dad on the settee.

"Having proper sex, not just fooling around."

"Well, yes, stupid, your is the first cock I have touched, and the last, so I am hardly likely to have had another one since yesterday now am I?" Liar liar pants on fire.

"Only I thought that girls bleed the first time, you know, the hymen and all."

"Well yes, but, you do know what tampons are and where they go?"

"Oh, yes, d'uh"

"D'uh indeed silly." I didn't mention my mum's toy, and how that would have seen anything off, had there been anything, but for some reason there wasn't. I knew that hymens can break without sex, and I really wasn't bothered about it.

"Do you want to try anything else?"

"Like what? What else is there, I only have one fanny, you only have one cock, so, what are you suggesting that is different?"

"Mike, you know Mike?" I nodded, "Well Mike reckons his girlfriend sucks him, and, when she is on, she lets him do it in her arse. He reckons that is the best as she is really tight there."

"If you ever talk with anyone about what we do, then we stop, right now, I put my clothes on and go home."

"No, no, sorry, I don't, I wouldn't."

"You better not. If I ever hear that you have been talking about us, I will tell everyone that we know that you tried but couldn't do it. So, don't."

"You have no need, I wouldn't. Anyway, would like to try something else?"

"Well, there is one thing."

"Yeah what? I will try anything."

"I bet you don't."

"I will."

"Okay, yesterday evening, I saw my parents together."

"What? No way, having sex?"

"Yup"

"Jesus, did they know you saw them, I mean what were they doing, was it gross?"

"They didn't know. My mom was naked on the settee and dad was naked between her legs and was sucking her, and he made her finish with his mouth and fingers."

"Bloody shit, no way. Did you see your dad's cock, did they actually fuck too?"

"Yes I saw his cock and balls, and yes they shagged, she bent over on the settee and he did her from behind, in her fanny. My mums boobs were jiggling and bouncing as he did it, and I could see his balls swinging back and forth. And the noise they made, a slap slap noise, I had heard it before, but didn't know what it was then. Now I do, it is when they have sex."

"Oh wow. That must have been so hot. Did it make you want to touch yourself?"

"No. I was more scared about being caught, so as they finished I went back into my room and put my buds in and listened to my music."

"Is that why you let us, you know, do it today, did you dream about us when you went to sleep? I have tried to see my mum naked, but there is no chance."

"Why do you want to see her when you can see me? And, no, I didn't really get a lot of say did I? You just lay on me and did it. It wasn't really very romantic you know."

"Oh, yeah, sorry. Wait a minute." Jase went into their lounge and came back with a cushion from their settee and dropped it at my feet. He knelt on it and moved his head between my legs and pressed his nose on my fanny, sliding up and down, moving between my lips and then he used his tongue. God that was electrifying, especially when he found my clitty.

It felt better than when I rubbed myself and was good the way my mum's toy was, especially as I didn't know what he was going to do next, I wasn't in control. When I rub myself, or use my mum's toy, I am in control, I direct the action, but with Jase, I had no idea.

He was using his teeth to gently nibble at my clitty and he pushed two fingers inside me, I guess I was still stretched from his cock, and I felt another finger pressing at my bottom. I wasn't sure about that, but was enjoying his mouth so much I just lost myself in that and didn't worry about his hand or what his fingers were up to.

His chin was rubbing my valley, pushing my lips apart, his fingers were inside me, but I cared nothing about that, his tongue was incredible. I knew I was gasping my breath as he worked at my clitty. He chewed at it softly and then let go, his tongue somehow feeling so rough, lapped against me, and then he sucked my clitty back into his mouth. Oh goodness and then before I knew it I was going 'yes yes yes' and lifting myself in the air, and with what felt like an explosion inside, I finished.

"Stop Jase" I managed. I felt exhausted and warm all the way through, that was the most incredible feeling. I had thought mum's toy had been unbeatable, but no, wow, that was way better.

Jase stood up with a smile on his face. "Good huh?" He asked.

"Oh yes. Whenever you do that, I will let you do anything, that is incredible. Anything."

"I shall make you keep that promise Nat."

"Jase that won't be a difficult promise to keep, honestly, that was sodding incredible." I surprised myself, I don't usually swear, but wow, I think I was still up in the clouds.

"You would suck me?"

"If that is what you wanted."

"You would let me do you in the arse?"

"I said, if that is what you wanted."

"Okay, wow, okay. Do you want some food?"

"Nah, I'm good, it's a bit early. Why don't we just go an lay on the bed and cuddle for a bit, let me get my breath back?"

"Okay."

Explosive Moment

Explosive Moment

Today was a quiet day. No college for me, Jase was busy, mum was at Gran's, dad was out somewhere, and I was home alone, alone with my thoughts, just in my panties. Why had I licked and kissed Ash's fanny? Did that make me a lesbian, not that it mattered? I though not, because I still loved the feeling of a cock and would much prefer a cock inside me than a toy and preferred a boy licking my fanny, although I had yet to experience a girls touch down there, I wasn't rushing to get the experience. I just didn't know why I had done it to Ash. A week ago, I hadn't really any thoughts about sex, hadn't even experienced it, yet now my whole life seemed to revolve around it.

I was thinking about mum's toy, and whether I might go and get it and have a play when I heard the front door open. Oh crumbs, I had hoped for a few hours alone. It was, of course, dad. 

"What you doing sweetheart?" Dad had just walked in to my room, in fairness my door was open as I thought I was going to be alone.

"Dad! I haven't got any clothes on, how about some privacy, please?"

"Don't be silly, after what we have been up to recently, you and I, there is nothing to hide."

"That is not the point dad, and you know it. Why are you home?"

"Can't I come home and see my favourite girl?"

"Dad, mum should be your favourite girl, not me."

"Well, yes, but she is not here, and you are, so, of all the girls here, you are my favourite. I wondered if you might want to explore a little more?"

"Dad, no, please, not really."

"Why not sweetheart? What is wrong with a little personal time with your dad?"

"Dad, you are my dad, not my boyfriend and I don't think you and I should be doing that stuff, okay?"

"But sweetheart, you make me so hard, the very thought of your sweet fanny drives me crazy."

"Dad, no, either wait till mum gets home and do it with her or go and do it to yourself. It is not my job to deal with that." I had done some searching on the internet, always tricky because you never know what your parents can and can't see in terms of your online history, but I did, and I know dad and daughter is wrong and illegal. I don't want to lose my dad and I don't want him and mum to split up, so, no. I have decided that I won't. I can't take away that we have, but that doesn't mean it has to happen again.

"Oh sweetheart, just one last little time baby girl, just once?"

He was giving me that sorrowful look and I was in two minds, I hesitated and at that point he came over and kissed me, and as he kissed he held my boobs and then pushed me back on the bed and kissed me through my panties. Oh crumbs it felt good, oh so good, the electricity started in my crotch and I knew that I was wet and ready. Dad began to pull at my panties and my resolve almost vanished. 

"No dad, please." I managed and tried to twist away from him, but his hand was inside my panties and then his finger was inside me, wiggling.

"Dad, no, please, no. Stop it."

"Don't you want it sweetheart, don't you want some fun time with daddy?"

"Dad, no. I mean no." My body didn't mean no, it wanted my dad to have me right then, to pull my panties off and put his cock inside me and fuck me. But I knew it was wrong, and I had to make a stand. If dad forced me, then I would have to tell mum, and I did not want to do that.

Dad sat back up, "okay sweetheart, that is okay, if you don't want to then we won't, I won't ever force you, and neither should anyone else. If anyone wants you to have sex and you don't want to, then you tell them forcefully no, just like you did me. I still want to though; I can't take that away."

"I am not cross with you dad, and I am not saying it wouldn't be nice, I am saying it is wrong and I am saying I don't want to. I don't mind cuddles when I am dressed, but I don't want to see you naked and I don't want to touch you, or you touch me in that way, and I don't want you to see me naked. Please dad, give mum those things, not me."

Dad got up and smiled. "Okay sweetheart, no problem, just remember, if our bedroom door is closed, no peaking. I don’t know what it is, but the past few days I have been feeling so very sexy."

"Yes dad." My dad left and went downstairs. I don't know if he came home for some other reason, and finding me home, thought he would take the opportunity, but I was determined. No, not with my dad. Only with Jase, and I had been feeling very sexy the past few days too. After a while dad shouted up that he was leaving and to tell mum he would be home at around five thirty and see me later. 

I was all a fluster. My body had nearly betrayed me. It wanted sex, it wanted my dad's cock inside, it wanted the thrusting. I wanted to hear the slap slap of my dad's belly as he pounded his hard cock inside me. After the door shut I went down and slid the bolt, I did not want any more surprises. I went to get mum's toy, I would have to make do with that.

I opened mum's bedside drawer, but it wasn't there. What? Where could she have put it. I carefully looked through all their drawers, but I couldn't find her toy anywhere. Did she realise I had found it and so had hidden it so I couldn't use it? 

Oh crumbs what now. I felt so itchy in a sex sort of way, I was beginning to be annoyed with myself for stopping my dad from giving me what I needed, I was remembering his cock inside me, how it felt, the pressure, the feeling of being filled. I texted Ash.

It took her around thirty minutes to get to me. I showered whilst I waited and running the shower head over my clitty only made things worse, I was so aroused, more I think than ever before. I needed some relief, relief I couldn't give myself.

"I hoped that you would call me," Ash said when I opened the door to her. "I can't stop thinking about yesterday and what you did to me."

I wanted to try and play it cool, but I was so desperate to get her clothes off and for her to do things to me. I almost pushed her against the door and fingered her, but I didn't, I just let my robe gape open a little. 

"Oh? We did have a nice time didn't we?" I said as coolly as I could, my heart feeling as if it was going to burst out of my chest any moment.

"I dreamt about you last night Nat, all night."

"Did you? What was I doing, was it fun?"

"Shall we go up to your room and I can tell you everything?"

"Okay Ash, you don't want a drink or anything?"

"Nat, no." With that Ash went up stairs and into my bedroom. I dead locked the front door and followed her up, making sure to shut my bedroom door behind me. Ash had already got her top off, as she pulled her jeans off I let my robe slip off my shoulders and fall to the floor.

"What were you dreaming Ash?" I asked, my eyes locking on her dark brown eyes, trying hard not to look down at her boobs or her ever so inviting fanny.

"We were kissing."

"Oh?"

"Yes, and as our mouths pressed, you let your hand go down and touch me."

I was right in front of Ash and I tipped my head and gently kissed her lips, my hand cupping her left boob, my fingers on her hard dark nipple. "Here?" I asked between kisses.

"Lower," she answered softly.

I let go of her boob and ran my fingers across her stomach and rested them on her sex, her long lips wrapping around a finger, hot and inviting.

"Here?"

"mmm" she murmured and pressed her lips harder against mine. We lay on the bed, still kissing, and then I moved my head down and licked her left boob, the finger on my right-hand teasing and easing its way into the valley of her sex, her hot sex lips wrapping themselves around.

I went lower and ran my tongue around her navel, and then I was at her sex. I licked at her clitty, my fingers sliding up her valley and then down towards her opening, rimming, teasing and gently dipping in, just a nail, just a little.

This felt so odd, yet satisfying. I could almost feel in myself the sensations that I was giving Ash. At the back of my mind, it still felt a little unsatisfying. The truth was I wanted a cock inside me, I wanted to feel Jase as he pounded his stomach against me, and I had been so close to relenting when dad tried to, but no. I was determined, my boyfriend only. Ash, a girl, didn't count.

Ash suddenly bucked up, her back arching and she jumped and clamped her legs around me and she cried out "shit, shit, aarrghhh." I guessed she had finished.

"Oh, that was the best cum ever" she said as she relaxed and lay back on the bed, panting a little and the lips of her fanny were still quivering. 'Impressive' I thought as I lay back hoping that I was about to get some much needed attention.

Ash turned and kissed me, her lips pressing against mine and I felt her fingers at my fanny. "Your yoni is so much prettier than mine," she said, "I hate that mine hangs out, it is so ugly."

"Oh God, no, I love your fanny and the boys will too, it is so beautiful," I whispered back as her fingers slid up and down my valley, teasing at my clitty, and then my opening. Ash moved down the bed and I felt her tongue on my clitty, softly she lapped and circled it, pulling away, leaving me wanting, and then another gossamer touch. A gentle suck then a sharp nip, and fingers circling my opening, dipping in and pulling out, she was a tease bringing me to a massive ending.

"Cum for me" she whispered as she pushed her fingers deep inside me and sucked harder on my clitty, and I obliged. I know I screamed, I know I spasmed, I know I was wetter than a waterfall and I know I couldn't breath as the explosion of pleasure rolled through me in ways I have never felt. Oh my..

 

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."   

Unwanted Attention

Unwanted Attention

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"And what would like to drink?"

"Orange juice please."

"Do you want a vodka in that?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What are you talking about?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"That is none of your business Uncle John."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"She wouldn't believe you."

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

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

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

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

"Nothing." He was getting me worried.

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

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

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

He sat back in his chair and laughed.

"Well? I asked.

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

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

"No."

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

"Where are we going?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

door."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Can you take me home now?"

"Don't you want a shower?"

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

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

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

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

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

 

Revelations

Revelations

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"And if not?"

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

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

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

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

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

"And then what?"

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

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

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

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

"Ash! Your mum is downstairs."

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

care."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No, not today, the usual."

"Oh, the curse?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What you up to Bren?" I asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Can I talk with you?"

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

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

"Oh, okay dad."

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

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

"Yes, of course. Cross my heart."

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

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

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

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

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

"Really, she said that?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I assume you enjoyed it?"

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

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

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

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

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

"Well Bren, hold me."

 

Dad Delivers

Dad Delivers

"You won't believe it."

"What?"

"My parents had sex last night."

"Oh."

"I have the video."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Can you ever unsee it?"

"I doubt it."

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

"Yes."

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

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

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

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

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

"I have evidence that you are not gay."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Well. It's true."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Go on."

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

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

"Now?"

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

"Raincheck?"

"Raincheck."

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

But.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Do you like playing mum?" Oh.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh fuck Nat," dad said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Why Nat?"

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

"Oh shit."

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes sweetheart,"

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

"We must not do this again."

"We must and we will."

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

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