A Close Shave

A Close Shave

I awoke and felt strange. Complete in a way. I mean I had had sex several times, four different cocks inside me and been with two girls. None of it had felt wrong, apart from John, but none of it had felt like last night. I had gone up to bed before mum got home and I didn't hear if they had sex last night, as I often did when mum had been out. Perhaps I had drained dad? But I did hear them this morning. I was just lying in bed dozing, and I heard it, the slap sounds, the grunts and the gasps. Another dot on my calendar then.

After dad had gone I went down. "Morning love," mum said, "hope we didn't disturb you earlier."

I knew what she meant. "No, not really mum. I think I will just have cereal this morning."

"Okay love, I am sure I don't know what has gotten into your dad these days." I said nothing, but one thing I did know, I knew what, or rather who, my dad had gotten into last night.

Jase sent me a text. 'raining' was all it said.

'tis' I texted back with a rain emoji.

'still fancy what we said?'

'K' Why not?

'1h at gate'

'K' So I had an hour to get there. 

I needed to shower and make sure there was nothing inside me, no remnants of my dad. And then I needed to get a change of dry clothes to put in my bag for after, we were definitely going to get wet. Summer rains were usually so warm and I really didn't mind going out in them and getting a bit wet. This was going to be different, this time we were going to get a lot wet.

Jase was already at the gate when i got there, his big umbrella sheltering him from most of the rain. Mine was just a small handbag type and didn't really do much to keep the rain off my coat. Jase ducked and gave me a kiss. "Morning lover," he said as I embraced him back.

"Mm, morning to you too." I said. Was he, my lover? Or was that Ash or Bren? Or was it my dad, or was my dad just a fucker? I didn't know and I was a bit confused about it all. I tried to keep Jase in a compartment all of his own. He was real, he was boyfriend. Ash and Bren, not sure, they were, perhaps, distractions. I did not want to be classed as gay and have a full-blown girlfriend relationship, no, I liked boys too much for that. Perhaps I should not have let things get as far as I did with them. And then there was dad. Dad was naughty, dad was forbidden, dad was taboo, dad was wrong in every sense of things. There could be no valid excuse. But God it had felt so good.

We kept under our umbrellas as we walked the path, only putting them down as we walked off path to our favourite clearing under the tree. "I have a small tarp for the ground," Jase said, pulling it out of his backpack. We were partially sheltered under the tree but everywhere was still really wet. I pulled my skirt down from under my coat, I hadn't put panties on, they were in my bag with my dry clothes, took my coat off and hung it on a broken branch on the tree, trying to keep the inside dry, and pulled my top off quickly putting it into my bag to keep dry.

Raindrops were now landing on me, it was like a poor pathetic shower, not warm enough, but also not cold. I turned to Jase and he was also naked, "quick, lets get down before the tarp gets all wet under neath us," he said.

"I thought we were going to lay naked on the grass," I said.

"Oh? We can if you want."

"Yeah, we would be better putting our bags under the tarp to keep them dry." I stepped off the tarp, the grass was wet and tickled between my toes. Jase pulled the tarp up and draped it over our bags. I say down, oh, that was odd, the grass was tall between my thighs and was touching my fanny, a very odd sensation. 

Jase turned and embraced me and pushed me back to lay down.

Oh that was strange, the wet grass on my back felt very odd and raindrops were landing where I wasn't covered by Jase. One landed right on my left nipple and made me jump. Jase kissed me, laying partially on to my side, covering some of me, but not my fanny or my left leg. It seemed that the rain had gotten heavier, but then so had Jase's touches. The raindrops were like little electric charges going off on half of my body, Jase drew patterns in the rain on my skin and his hand moved ever closer to my crotch.

I felt down and grasped his cock, he was hard and ready, and I pulled him on top of me, his cock sliding up my valley. I moved his cock to my entrance and sort of jiggled him inside me, oooh, that was nice. His nice hard meaty cock slowly penetrated my sex and then he was fully inside me. This was like my dad, I felt I was being stretched and re-arranged inside. I tried to banish all comparisons with my dad and concentrated on the feeling of my boyfriend as he rose and fell on me, his cock filling and almost leaving me, the feeling of being full and then the voids. I had almost forgotten the rain as I enjoyed the feel of him inside me, and then a big drop landed on my eye and the reality of where we were came home.

"Oh god yes, Jase, don't hold back," I needed it hard and I needed it deep and fast. 

I didn't want general gentle love making, I wanted to be fucked like an animal, naked in the rain in the woods.

"I don't think I can last," Jase gasped, his shagging harder than he had ever done before, I knew I was about to cum and I felt my fanny contract around his cock, squeezing him tightly as he fucked me, and as he thrust hard into me, his cock spurting deep inside me, I boiled over and clamped harder than I ever clamped before and we both cried out in our ecstasy as we came together, the rain now torrential, soaking us both, and I didn't care. The moment was what mattered, not the rain.

"Oh fuck Nat," Jase said.

"I think we needed that, to have a full release, where no one can see us or hear us, to let ourselves go. Well, I know I did." I just hope he agreed.

Jase pulled me tightly into his arms, "that was a bit animal," he said, "but you are right, I could never relax like that at home in case mum came home, or even out here on dry days when we know a walker could hear us. Yes."

The rain didn't matter, we lay there already wet, there was no hurry, there was no need to get dressed yet, our clothes would have just gotten wet.

"I have to tell you something." Jase said. "Only I am not sure if I should."

"Okay, go on then."

"It is about my mum."

"Oh it is not sexual is it?"

"No, well yes, but no."

"What?"

"Yesterday afternoon I has about to have a shower and I had covered my self in shaving foam and was about to shave, you know, everywhere."

"Okay, so?"

"Mum walked in."

"Ooh, was that embarrassing, I mean were you all sticky outy and ready to be shaved?"

"Yes, but she just said, 'oh good Jase, I need your help. I have tried to shave myself but it's all rough and I can't really see what I am doing, you know what you are doing, obviously, will you shave me? I could shave you first if you like, you know, help you out.' yup, that's what she said."

"What, seriously? She offered to shave your cock if you would shave her?"

"Yes."

"What did you say?"

"I just sort of said okay. She dropped her dress and was naked in front of me. 

'Shall I do you first' she asked me. I just nodded. I pointed down at my cock which as really hard of course and just said 'sorry', 'oh don't worry about that, that's not the first erect penis I have seen.' And she took the razor out of my hand and knelt in front of me and started shaving me."

"Oh my God, I think if my mum had done that to me I would have just died in embarrassment."

"You're lucky, you don't have a hard cock to stick out. She shaved all around my cock and then she grabbed my cock. 'Don't worry, this is just a shave job, nothing else, okay?' I mean what could I say? I certainly wasn't going to ask for a hand, so to speak."

"Oh my god, I mean oh my god. Then what?"

"She held my cock by the top and shaved it, moving up and down and around, and then she worked on my balls."

"I would die."

"That's not the worst."

"How can that not be the worst?"

"Well, when she was holding my cock, she was, well, moving her hand, you know up and down. Not fast or anything, but still up and down."

"Oh. You didn't?"

"Yes, oh my god did I ever. All over her face."

"fuck."

"She said, 'don't worry, to be expected, saves you doing it in the shower. It'll wash off. Now, I think that's you done, I need you to do me now, and you need to make sure you are gentle in my nooks and crannies'."

I was a bit shocked if I am honest. I know shaving yourself can be a bit hit and miss, there are some parts that you never seem to be able to do smoothly. Part of the problem is that you can't really see what you are doing down there, so someone kneeling front of you and doing it for you makes sense. But your mum!

"She stood in front of me and told me to make sure I got the shaving foam everywhere before I started."

"What the fuck? She didn't foam herself?"

"No. 'come on you know what a woman is like I am sure you have been with your girlfriends' she said. I mean it was just so odd. I was squirting the foam on my hands and then rubbing it on her, trying not to go, well, you know, inside, trying not to touch her sex."

"Oh my God Jase."

"She wasn't giving an inch. 'For gods sake Jason, foam me, stop dithering.' So, well, I did, I just squirted foam everywhere and rubbed it all over. 'Don't forget underneath' she said. I mean oh my god."

"Oh Jase."

"When I had covered her with about half a can of foam I started the shave. I worked from the outside in, so to speak, gently stroking to remove the foam and shave her smooth, and I was getting closer and closer to her. 'come on Jason, you can use your fingers to move bits out of the way, it doesn't bite you know, it is just a vagina that needs a shave.' So, I kind of did, i used my fingers to move her bits and make sure I got all around the edge of her fanny done."

I was trying to imagine what that must have been like, I mean it would have been all slippery with the foam, I know I have a bit of a job doing mine, and mine is mostly inside, Jase told me his mum had sticky out lips.

"And then she said, 'right now the back bit' and she turned around and bent forward."

"Oh my Jase, so, you would have seen, well, everything, open so to speak?"

"Yes. Pink and yes, her hole, there right in front of me. I did the best I could and as I was just finishing off around the edge, I am sure she kind of shivered and her fanny hole sort of winked."

"She came?"

"I think so, I think I made my mum cum. My cock was so hard at this point I was sure I was going to explode all over her fanny. I stood up and then the worst, the worst thing ever."

"What, what could be worse?"

"As I stood up my cock pressed onto her fanny."

Oh. Well, that was different. Accidental sex? "What did she do?"

"She didn't move at first and then she just pulled away and turned around and said 'thank you son, now you finish your shower, I will come back and clean up after you are done.' and she left the bathroom, her dress still on the floor. Nothing about my cock touching her fanny."

"Did you, you know, finish yourself off?"

"No. I was hard but it wasn't sexy, I just felt wrong. I showered and called to mum that I had finished and walked back to my bedroom with a huge hard on that did not want to go away."

"That is so twisted, I mean, really, that is screwed up Jase."

"Tell me, when I was back in my room I remembered dad's cameras and I don't know what dad would think if he saw mum come into the bathroom after me, and then leave later naked. I deleted all the files from after I entered the bathroom and before I left, so it would only show me going in and out, and then later mum going in."

"Good thinking, yeah, you don't need your dad to see that."

"I don't know what to think. I mean, my mum made me cum, and I made her cum."

"That is crazy." Not as crazy as me making my dad cum and fill me, but Jase didn't need to know that.

"I think if she had wanted me to fuck her she could have just pushed back when my cock was touching her and I would have been inside her, so I don't think that was it."

"I don't know what to think Jase. Do you want to have sex with your mum now?"

"God no."

"Do you think you need to talk to someone about it?"

"Hell no. It could have been simply what it was, me helping her shave, and her treating me as a responsible person."

Yeah, I thought, and she could have just used it as an excuse to feel her sons cock. I leaned across and licked the end of his cock which responded as I hoped. I pulled his skin down and sucked the top of his cock, my tongue pressing into his hole, the salty flavour all over him. 'Probably some of me on there' I thought as I sucked him. When he was really hard I straddled him and settled myself onto his cock, slowly going down as he filled me up. "mmm baby" I said and I started a gentle rocking.

I could feel the rain as it landed on me and there was a tickle as it ran down the cheeks of my bottom, I wondered if he felt it on his balls as it dripped off me onto him.

As I sat on the bus on the way home from college I was thinking about Jase's mum. I wondered if she had wanted him to shag her, engineered the encounter and then, when it was about to happen, she chickened out? I wondered if Jase would have told me any of it if he had ended up shagging her. I certainly had no intention of telling anyone about me and dad. Ever. No way. 

I decided I would have to be careful what I said to Jase about his mum, I mustn't make any judgmental comments. If he did end up shagging his mum, I think I wanted him to be able to tell me without worrying about what I would say.

Mum was peeling potatoes when I got in, we were having bangers and mash for tea. "How are you love?" She asked as I flopped down at the kitchen table. "How was college?"

"Oh I am alright mum. College is getting tough, but that is okay, we do most of it from home, so I have chance to really think about it at my own pace."

"Yes, I guess when you are home google is your friend."

"Well yes and no, they do warn us about going down google rabbit holes. They have given us a list of good websites where we can go and search for reliable source stuff. They are quite good."

"Dad'll be another hour yet love and these potatoes will take 40 minutes before I can mash them." I don't know how mum mashes the potatoes, but they always end up fabulous. I know she uses butter and cream and that is about it. I love them.

"I'll go up and shower then mum and I can be dry and dressed before dad gets in." I left my college bag on the table and went up taking my change of clothes bag with me. I put all the wet clothes in the laundry and hung my bag on the radiator in my room. I knew that the radiators don't come on in the summer, but, well, it just seemed the sensible thing to do. I took my clothes off and put them on the bed, I would put the skirt, bra and top back on after the shower, just clean panties and I would be fine.

I loved the feel of the shower, I always set the head to needle and I ran it over me, shivering is it played across my sex, just getting in enough to stimulate my clitty. I was pretty sure that I could make myself cum if I wanted, but I didn't want that, not then. I imagined Jase's mum showering after Jase had shaved her and decided that next time I saw Jase I would get him to show me the video of his mum fucking his dad, only because I wanted to know what she looked like naked, rather than superimpose Bren's sex parts onto his imagined naked mum.

Fully cleansed inside and out, I patted myself dry with the towel and wrapped a smaller towel around my hair and went back into my room and lay back on the bed. I really could not get the images of Jase and his mum out of my head. Wow, that had really messed me up. Interestingly I did not compare it to what I had done with dad, but it still felt weird in my head. I ran my fingers over my skin, around my fanny feeling for any strays, but no, I was smooth. I wondered if it would help Jase if I got him to shave me? Would it help me deal with his mum? I know that at the bit where his cock would accidentally touch me, I would push back and his cock would be inside me. I was pretty sure that is what his mum had wanted.

Tea was quiet, no sneaky touching or groping, just a normal family tea. After, mum and dad sat on the settee, I sat in the armchair and we watched a bake off and then a sewing bee. I was slightly more interested in the sewing thing, mostly because I had seen what Bren was able to do. I knew mum had a sewing machine somewhere, perhaps I could start learning. How difficult could it be?

 

After Sun or E45

After Sun or E45

Jase was a trainee chef, so he worked most evenings. That was okay by me, I wasn't fussed about going out and doing stuff. My head was pretty much full of college at the moment, and I liked to just relax in the evenings. I saw plenty of Jase during the days, and when I didn't, I seemed to be able to distract myself with other people, like Ash or Bren.

At college I tended to work with Alex. He lived on the other side of town to me, had a scooter that he drove to college on, was mildly funny, although not as funny as he thought he was, and never seemed lost for words or ideas when we were together.

"Let's go get coffee." Alex said as we finished the tutorial.

"Okay" I had nowhere specific to be, "where?"

"There is a great coffee shop near me, have you been on a scooter before."

"No." And I had no desire to go on one either.

"I have a spare helmet, it's a bit big, but it'll be fine, All you do is sit behind me and hold on around my waist."

"Oh."

I want to say that it was remarkably terrifying and scary and horrendous, but it wasn't. It wasn't exactly fun, but, well, it got us from college across town to the 'Old Java, a coffee shop on the edge of town. I guess their coffee was good as the place seemed quite busy. I ordered an iced milky coffee with a scoop of ice cream on top. Alex ordered a cappuccino which I found a bit boring if I am honest.

"What does your boyfriend do?" He asked me whilst we waited for our drinks, an odd choice of subject I thought.

"He's a chef."

"Oh cool, does he cook you loads of fab meals?"

"Not really."

"I would if you were my girlfriend, anyway, do you want to drink here, or come back to mine? I only live just round the corner."

"What are the buses like, only I live on the other side of town."

"No worries, I'll take you home if you like."

"Okay." I knew his intentions, and I was not averse to a distraction.

We grabbed the coffees and Alex wedged the coffees in his top box. I put the helmet back on, I didn't know how people could get used to the restricted vision, I hated it, and I wasn't keen when it bumped onto the back of his helmet as he drove. He was right, he really did only just live round the corner. He had to get off first and then I showed more panty than I would have liked as I managed to get off the back of his seat. I held the drinks as he unlocked the door and ushered me in.

"My folks are out all day, let's sit in the lounge, we'll be comfy enough in there." I followed him, their lounge was oddly at the back of the house, the kitchen it seemed was at the front. Large TV in the corner and a music system with rows and rows of CDs. How old fashioned I thought.

Alex looked at what I was looking at, "folks are prehistoric when it comes to sounds," he laughed. He sat next to me on the settee and I took a sip at my ice creamy milky coffee. It was in danger of overflowing as the ice cream was melting fast, so my first priority was to get it back to a level of safety where the risk of spillage was reduced.

"I love the outfits you wear," Alex said, "they are so cool. Most of the girls at college either look like they work in a morgue or are dolled up as if they are about to go out. And then there is you, always neat, tidy, immaculate. I love it."

Well, that was odd. It is true we did seem to have a lot of Goths at college, but, if I am honest, I had never really taken much notice of what people wore. "Thank you, that is a really nice thing to say." I turned and put my drink on the side table, and as I turned back Alex kissed me. Oh. I suppose I should have expected it, but I really didn't. I mean he knows full well that I have a boyfriend. Is there no honour with boys? I kissed him back.

His hand found my left boob as he kissed and he rubbed it a little, then his hand went down, and then back up inside my top. Crumbs. His tongue was pushing at my purse and I allowed it in, my tongue joining in with the dance in our mouths, his hand pushed my bra up and squeezed my nipple. I pressed his hard cock through his trousers.

He stopped kissing, leant back and pulled my top up and undoing my bra he pulled it off. My boobs were on full display, something they had not been expecting to do today. He leant forward and sucked my right nipple, and as I realised what was happening, I felt his hand on my panties. Crumbs. I undid his trousers and pulled down his zip, thankful that I did not have to fumble with buttons on his trousers. He raised himself a little and I managed to pull his trousers and pants down enough to release his cock. I had a sudden thought about his parents walking in on us, but his finger rubbing my clitoris distracted me from such potential interruptions.

He put his fingers on my panties waistband and pulled them down, leaving me just wearing my skirt. My fanny was now open and fully accessible to him. I heard him fumbling with something and realised he was opening a condom wrapper. He pulled it free and in a way that looked well practised, he rolled it on to his cock, rolled over onto me and penetrated me all in one move.

Whilst I am not hugely experienced in these things, I was used to a little more interaction before the act, but not Alex it seemed and he started shagging quite energetically, the slap slap as he struck my belly echoing around the room. He wasn't as big as Jase, or my dad, but he still managed to stretch my fanny, although I didn't feel the pressures deep inside, perhaps he wasn't as long. As I lay there being pummelled into the settee, I began to see things a little from Bren's perspective. Here was a boy that only had one aim, get into my panties.

It was nice, don't get me wrong, but very one sided and not nice enough. This guy simply provided a shag, nothing more, he was not boyfriend material. I didn't feel a part of it, I felt very much as if I were just being used and as I lay there my fanny being pummelled, I wondered if mum used to feel that way with John. Alex pushed hard into me and grunted a few times. I guessed he had filled the condom. He pulled back and his cock slipped from me, looking down I could see he had indeed managed to fill the bulb. I reached over and had another drink of my milky coffee.

After Alex had dropped me at home, I didn't invite him in, just said I would see him at college, I had a good wash in the bathroom and slipped on some clean underwear. Probably won't be going home with Alex again I decided.

"Who was that love?" Mum asked.

"Oh, Alex from college, he offered me a lift on his scooter, and I said yes. I hadn't been on a scooter before, and I don't think I will be in a rush to go on one again. I hate the view from inside the helmet."

"No, I was never a one for boys with motorbikes when I was your age. So, just a lift then love?"

"Yes mum, just a lift, nothing more." Well, mums don't need to know everything. 

"Still sore mum?"

"Not so much love, I got some witch hazel from boots and I think that helps. Obviously I only risk external application's."

"Yes mum, obviously, no idea what you could use for internal, the only thing I could even think of is Vaseline, but I know they say you can use that with tampons, but I have never put anything like that inside."

"Oh I don't think that's a good idea, anyway I wasn't thinking of that inside, I was thinking more along the outside inside."

"Oh, right, crikey, you're sore there? Wow. Dad must get very enthusiastic to make that area sore."

Mum went quite red and turned away, again a conversation that had gone further than she expected. Oh well, when you consider that my dad had shagged me, embarrassment was no longer really an option for me.

Mum seemed to regain her composure, "That boy not really in the field then love?"

"Alex? God no mum, he is absolutely not boyfriend material, he is more a notches on his bedpost type, and I have zero interest in being a quick fuck for a randy teenager."

"Natalie!" Mum almost shrieked, "language. No need to talk like that young lady, although I like your sentiment."

"Well mum, it's true. And my friends feel the same, Ash and Bren both want whatever relationship they have to be meaningful rather than lustful."

"I should think so too." Obviously letting mum know that Alex had simply been a lustful distraction was the last thing I wanted. I did think that Alex would be more than a quick unmemorable shag, that is why I agreed to go back to his, I knew what he hoped for, I just expected that he would have given me more consideration. Lesson learned. He was most certainly not the type of boy that Bren should have for her first encounter, he seemed to have no interest in ensuring that his partner enjoyed it too.

As I lay in bed later, I could hear mum and dad downstairs. The TV was on and was covering up most noises, but I definitely heard kissing and rustling. I wondered if mum had taken matters in hand or had just succumbed to the usual. After listening for a while, I dozed off, so I had no idea if there were any sex noises. But there certainly were this morning. Another dot on the calendar.

Jase texted me checking if I was free this morning, I said yes and that he could come over if he wanted. I went and showered, put a robe on and went downstairs just as dad was leaving. "See you later love," he said on his way out.

"Morning mum," I said as I went in the kitchen.

"Morning sweetheart," she replied. I noticed that she didn't mention disturbing me and I guessed that was a subject she wanted to avoid. "I am going up for a shower love, and then I am off out."

"Yes mum, Jase is coming round later, so we will probably just hang. I don't have to go to college today, but I do have a lot of college work to do this afternoon."

"Okay love, and, well, you know, just be careful,"

"Yes mum."

I ate my cereal and went up to get dressed. Mum had left the bathroom door open and I looked in as I passed. She had the shower head in her hand and had it aimed at her fanny, her knees were crooked and I think she was enjoying the moment. I smiled and left her to it. In my room I took my robe off and hung it up. I rubbed my hand around my groin, no need to shave yet, all felt smooth, and looking in the mirror, I could see no evidence of yesterday's events. All to the good. Top and skirt, I didn't bother with underwear, I would put it on after Jase had gone.

Mum finished her shower and went into her bedroom and got dressed, humming as she did so. She seemed in quite a good mood, and she definitely didn't seem to be slowing down in the sex department. "Oh by the way love," she said as she stuck her head through the door, "I took your advice last night. Much better. I'm off now, see you later." And she was gone. Oh mum, I need more info than that, what advice, hand, mouth, bum? I mean, really? I decided I would interrogate mum later.

"I'm not sure what to do." Jase said as he flopped down onto my bed. "I mean, I guess many boys would love it, but I feel just odd."

"A year ago, you would have done anything to see your mum naked." That is what he had said, he had said he just tried and see his mum naked, and now he could, he didn't want to. Boys! "Tell me what happened."

"She said that she was going up to shave and would I come up and do the honours. Dad was gone, of course, and I just wanted to get round here to see you. She went up and then shouted for me to hurry up."

"Crumbs, what did you do?"

"I went up and she was waiting on the landing, utterly starkers. 'Hurry, get your clothes off' she said. I had just put them all on to get ready to come over here."

"I had wondered why it took you so long to get here."

"I would have been here an hour ago but for having to help mum."

"So what did you do?"

"I took my clothes off and obviously I started getting hard. 'Come on love, let's get foamed'' mum said and pulled me int the bathroom. She grabbed the can of shave foam and sprayed it into her hand and then started spreading it on me. At first it was okay, she was just going around, but then she slipped her hand underneath and started doing my balls, and then she did my cock."

"Shit. I honestly don't know how she has the nerve to do this, I cannot imagine my mum doing this to me."

"Well, can you imagine if it were your dad, and he wanted you to shave his cock and balls? No? Anyway, her stroking as she applied the foam made me absolutely rock hard, I mean hard. Then she handed me the can, 'now you do me.' I tried to only apply it the skin around her fanny, but, well, I know I didn't, my fingers just went everywhere. Then she turned around and bent forward for me to do underneath."

"I have no words." And I didn't, I had never heard of such a thing. I wondered if his mum were unwell, having a breakdown or something.

"She said 'you might as well start there now I am bent over.' Her fanny was right there, wide open and glistening, I thought I was going to burst. I took the razor and very carefully I shaved around her fanny, I had to use my fingers to move her bits away, it was so difficult. She wiggled and pushed back and my fingers went inside her."

"Oh. You mean you fingered your mum?"

"Well, not on purpose. I hurriedly pulled them out, she said nothing, she must have known. I bet she thought I did it on purpose, I didn't honestly."

"No, of course not." I bet any other boy would have made sure his fingers slipped in, anyway, Jase wasn't any other boy. "Then what?"

"She turned around and I knelt before her and shaved her front, holding her fanny bits to the side, how I managed I don't know, it was very distracting."

"I can imagine."

"When I had finished, she said 'right your turn, up you get.' She took the razor from me, and started shaving all around. Then she held my cock by the end and started moving the razor up and down my cock. I was trying to think of everything I could, I was trying to remember the right temperature for tempering chocolate, anything, anything other than the fact my mum had my cock in her hand and her other hand was going up and down."

"Did you, you know?"

"No. But it was close. Anyway, when she had done, she said, let's rinse each other and then you can go and get ready to go out. That was even worse than when she held my cock, the shower was on light setting and it really tickled, sexually, as she rinsed my cock. It must have done the same to her when I rinsed her fanny. 

Anyway, when I had done, she was quite red in the face, and she grabbed a towel and rushed to her room."

"Wow. Well done for not, you know, spurting on your mum again."

"Tell me. Anyway, that is why I was late, I am sorry."

"I have to be honest, I cannot imagine anyone else ever apologising for being late because they had been fingering their mum."

"No. Sorry."

After college had finished, I sat on the settee in the lounge going through some sources on my MacBook when mum got home. "Dad'll be late" she said, "shall we get something or get him to call for something on his way home?"

"Let dad get something, he can surprise us."

"Okay love, I'll just text him, then I'll come and sit with you if that's okay?"

"Yes mum, of course." I bookmarked the page I had found and closed the MacBook and put it down.

"Mum?"

"Yes love?"

"You left me hanging this morning. What did you mean when you said you took my advice?"

"Oh." Mum flushed a little and then sat down next to me, moving the MacBook to the side table. "Well, you said, you know, use your hand or something, so I did, so it was an easier night."

I was determined not to let her off the hook, "So come on mum, what did you do, your hand, or something?"

"Really Natalie Marie, I should not be discussing this with you."

"Why not mum? Jase and his mum talk all kind's of stuff, shaving for example, down there I mean. Why can't we be more open?"

"Would you tell me what you and Jase do? Would you? Why would I want to know?"

"Mum, what did you do, oh, and yes I would if you wanted to know."

"If you really must know he was in the kitchen and I went up behind him and undid his trousers and took his penis out and started to masturbate him. Okay?"

"You started? That doesn't mean that is how you finished."

Mum looked at me and then turned away. "No." She said quietly, "I let him go, knelt in front of him and used my mouth on him till he finished. No mess to clear up you see."

"That wasn't so difficult mum, now was it, so he didn't want to shag you when you went to bed, but he did this morning, so you are much less sore. Result."

"No Natalie, we didn't make love last night, but we did this morning, he woke up very aroused, said he had been dreaming of us all night, and, well, we did it."

"So that's fine then."

"What about you and Jase? What did you do?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"No, not really, but you made me tell you, so you can tell me.

"Okay. When?"

"When what?"

"On which occasion do you want to know about me and Jase? You told me about once, I will tell you about once."

"Oh. The last time then, the last time that you were intimate."

"This morning. He came round and we kissed, as you would expect, and then he discovered that I had forgotten to put any panties on, and his fingers found their way inside me, and then his cock replaced his fingers, and then when he had finished, I cleaned him with my mouth. There, now you know."

"How the hell can you forget to put panties on? I hope you don't do that in front of your father, he would have a heart attack if he were so see that."

"Oh don't be silly, of course I wouldn't, and even if I did, he is my dad, he would just look away." Only to see if you were anywhere near so he could have a good gawk, I thought.

"Show me." I raised the hem of my skirt to show mum my pale blue panties.

"See mum, all is in order." I didn't tell her that I had felt so aroused thinking about Jase and his mum that I had gone to college and back on the bus without knickers. The bus seat felt so cold on my naked bottom, and the plastic chairs at college actually stuck to my skin, I had to push them down when I stood up. I had been so wet and aroused when I got home that I had to go and wash. That is when I put the panties on.

"What do you mean Jase and his mum talk about shaving down there?"

"Well, I do not know how it came up in conversation, I think Jase's mum talked about tidying her garden, and then Jase said he had stripped his right back, and his mum then asked about irritation, and it sort of went from there."

"Why on earth would she talk about tidying her garden with her son?"

"I don't know mum, I mean I know you are shaved clean, but I have not had the urge to discuss it with you, so I have no idea why she would."

"How does Jase feel about it? I mean it is a very odd think to talk about, my god I hope that they don't start comparing razor burn."

"What does it matter mum? I mean some families are naturalist's and are naked at home with no embarrassment, Jase's family aren't, well at least I think not, but what would it matter if they were?"

"That's weird and perverted Natalie, weird and perverted." I just shrugged.

"So what does she do about razor burn," mum asked, "just wondering."

"Apparently she swears by after sun, says it is brilliant."

"Right, probably cheaper than E45."

Let's go back to mine

Let's go back to mine

I was sat in the college cafe drinking a milky latte. We had been to an early lecture at college, only an hour long, it was quite an easy one, but had been flagged as a must attend. Now it was over I was at a bit of a loose end. One of the other girls, Molly, came and sat with me.

"Alex is a shit." She said.

"No disagreements there."

"I just heard him telling his mates that you are an easy fuck."

I laughed, "really, well, let me tell you, he has a very tiny cock, and can't get it up without help."

"Oh? You have been with him then?"

Story time. "I was having a bad day, the lecture that day had bamboozled my brain, and Alex kindly, or so I thought, offered to help me understand it. He said he had some notes at his house I could go through. I had never been with a boy and so I didn't think anything of it, so I said yes, and we went back to his."

"Okay, well, yes, I suppose." She looked like she didn't believe me.

"I mean, I had seen my dad naked, he and mum tend to wander around naked when they are upstairs, I mean I hadn't actually seen my dad hard as he walked around, but I knew what a cock looked like. Anyway. After Alex had finished explaining, I nodded and told him that yes, I had got it and thanked him. He turned and kissed me. When I say kissed, he just pressed his mouth on mine."

"Not a good kisser then?" Molly laughed.

"No Mols, not good at all. The blarney stone is a better kisser I bet." She laughed again. "Anyway and then I felt his hand on my boob. I thought okay, a bit of fooling around, no problem. Remember, I hadn't really been with a boy. I had only just started going out with Jase, and we had really only touched each other a bit."

"Had you, you know," she made the wanky moves, "with Jase?"

"Once, that is all, and he had, you know, fingered me, but that was it." On with my story, "Anyway he put his hand up my skirt and inside my panties and before I knew what was going on, his finger was inside me. I was a bit shocked I suppose, 

I guess I froze a bit, I didn't realise quite what was happening until I felt him push his cock into me and start shagging me."

"What the fuck? Really?"

I know, I am such a klutz. His cock was the first cock I had inside me. I hardly felt it and no sooner than he had put it in than he finished and spurted inside me. I couldn't believe it. I knew there had to be more to it than that. He stood up and I saw his cock for the first time. It was much smaller than my dad and a lot lot smaller than Jase, the only other cocks I had seen. He grabbed a tissue, wiped himself and did his trousers back up."

"What!" Molly shrieked with laughter and looked across at Alex and the boys and waggled her little finger at him. "Oh wait until the girls hear this."

"Well, anyway, I actually saw my dad hard that night, so I know Alex's cock is really tiny."

"What? You saw your dad hard, how?"

"I went up to bed early and was just laying on my bed when I heard mum and dad making out downstairs, you know kissing and stuff."

"I never hear my folks, not clearly anyway."

"I crept out onto the landing and looking down I could see into the lounge. They were both nude and dad was kneeling between mum's legs, kissing her down there, mum was holding onto his head as he did. I could just about see his balls hanging down, and to be honest they looked quite big."

"Your dad was going down on your mum? Wow, I have never had that. Some of the girls say it is the best."

I didn't respond to that yet. "Then dad got up and as he turned, I saw his cock, and it looked really big and it was really hard, I had only ever seen him soft, it was sticking right out. Mum rolled and knelt on the settee and dad went behind her and pushed his cock in her and they shagged, and he took ages. Alex took seconds, dad took ages, and mum was grunting and groaning as he shagged her, and there was this slapping sounds as they did it. I had heard that sound loads of times, but never realised it was them shagging."

"Shit Nat. Wow. What did you do?"

"Nothing really, I mean it was just them shagging, I crept back into my room and decided next time I saw Jase we were going to shag properly."

"Oh wow. I wonder what it is like to have a boy go down on you."

"It is unbelievable, and, can I just say, girls do it better."

"What? You have been with a girl? What?"

"My mum."

"Fuck off."

"I was in the bathroom shaving myself, and mum came in."

"You shave? Down there?"

"Yes, it is so much better without hair, my mum shaves too."

"Oh my god, doesn't it make you like a little girl?"

"No, silly. Anyway, I was shaving when mum came in. 'Shall I help you sweetheart' she asked me, to be fair you can't easily see everywhere down there, so I said yes."

"Oh my fucking god, I don't believe you."

I shrugged.

"I do, I do, tell me more."

"Okay, and you must promise never to tell anyone or I am not saying anything."

"I promise," and she made a sort of cross her heart move.

"Mum took the razor and moved it all across me, pushing my lips to one side so she could get into my thigh top, and then the same the other side, and she kept pressing my clit as she did it. I was getting a bit, you know, unnecessary, and I think I may have let out a little gasp or too. Mum ignored it, and then she said 'I'll just get the flannel and clean you and then you can do me.' "

"Shit"

"Mum took the flannel and wiped me all over, getting all the gel off, and she was very thorough in my nooks and crannies and it was all I could do not to explode. She finished and handed me a towel to dry myself whilst she took her clothes off."

"Your mum was naked with you in the bathroom?"

"Well, yes. Nothing unusual in that, not in our house anyway. I squirted the gel into my hand and started rubbing it on her, all over her mound, her mound is bigger than mine, and so are her boobs, anyway, I rubbed the gel everywhere, my fingers did go in her crease as I did it and she did tense a few times. I took the razor and started shaving. I was very careful, I didn't want to cut her, so I was holding her lips away from the blade. At one point she went all rigid, and gasped, and I think I had made her, you know?"

"You made your mum cum? Shit Nat."

"I think so. I said 'sorry mum' and she said 'oh don't apologise that was wonderful.' Anyway, I got the flannel and cleaned her and then I took the towel and dried her, all the time I was looking at her face. When I had finished she simply said, 'let's take this to the bedroom' and walked out of the bathroom."

"Jesus, really? I don't believe you."

"Okay." I sat back and took some of my coffee, it was quite cold now.

Molly leant forward and said very quietly "I have seen my dad's dick, hard."

"Really? How" This would be interesting I thought.

"Let's go back to mine, and I will tell you on the way." I nodded and we gathered our things and left the cafe, Molly wiggling her little finger at Alex as we walked past the boys. Molly catches the same bus as me, so she must live nearby. It was actually a few stops before. The bus was really busy so she wouldn't say anything on the bus, and as we were walking to her house, she just said 'wait till we are home.'

She lived in a terrace house, quite big on the outside, no front garden, the house was on the street, but she said they had a really big back garden, and her folks parked their cars at the back. Inside her house looked bigger than mine, and the living room was at the back. It was a house.

"Coke?" she asked, I shook my head, the latte had been enough. We sat on the settee.

"Go on, then tell me how you saw your dad's hard cock."

"I more than saw his dick. Mum goes to Bingo every Thursday, and dad and I usually sit and watch TV when mum leaves. I had been in the shower and was sat on the settee in my robe waiting for dad, he had decided to shower as well. 

Anyway, he came and sat next to me. We were watching tv, and I don't know why but I looked down at his lap and his dick was sticking up. I couldn't take my eyes off it. It was sticking up out of his dressing gown which had come apart. Dad must have noticed I wasn't watching TV and realised what I was looking at. He said 'Oh shit, sorry baby' "

"Wow, was that the first time you had seen it?"

"Yes. My parents never walk around unclothed, so I had never seen it at all, nor my mum naked either."

"Oh, Okay, did it scare you?"

"No, I know what a dick looks like, I've got the internet, d'uh. I just didn't expect to see it. I said ,'No worries dad, but why is it sticking up, I thought it only went like that when you were having sex.' "

"Jase is hard all the time, I think it is a man thing. What did your dad do then?"

"He said, 'well no, but when a man sees a naked woman, he gets aroused' and he pointed to my lap. My gown had flopped open and my hoo ha was there for all to see. I said, Oh I am sorry dad, so I made that happen? 

And he said, 'well no sweetheart you didn't make it happen, it is not your fault, it just happens.' I said dad, can I touch it? Please? "

"Oh crumbs Mols, I would have been too scared to say that."

"He said, 'well, you shouldn't, but I guess, just this once, but we must never tell anyone' and so I put my hand on his dick and I held it. Dad sort of sighed as my hand touched him. 'sorry dad, did that hurt? I said, well, I didn't really know, I mean it looked as if it might be sore. Dad said 'oh no baby, oh no just the opposite.' His dick was quite hard inside, but the skin on the outside was sort of squidgy and it moved, the skin on the outside moved over the hard inside. Dad gasped and said, 'oh yes baby.' "

"Oh wow Mols, did you, you know, wank him?"

"I didn't really know what I was doing. I was moving his skin on his dick and it felt really good to do it, you know, and then dad said 'squeeze harder baby, that feels so good' and so I did, I squeezed as hard as I could, and then dad started moving his hips, so he was moving his dick in my hand, and he started saying 'oh god, oh god' "

"Bloody hell Mols, and this was the first time you had seen a hard cock, never mind touched one? Wow."

"I know. Dad grabbed my hand to stop me. "Molly we are going too far. I am sorry, I should never have let you touch me, this is wrong.' I was upset, 'dad am I hurting you, I am sorry,' and he said, 'oh no Molly no, you are not hurting, in fact it is too nice, you make me want to go all the way and I am not sure that I can stop myself unless you stop now.' I didn't know what he meant, but if I wasn't hurting him, I didn't see why I should stop, so I started moving my hand again."

"Wow Molly, you took control without knowing."

"I guess, anyway dad said, 'if we do this, this can never be undone.' I didn't know what he meant, I mean I was just playing with his dick, I knew enough to know that he might shoot, but that was as far as I knew. I said, 'that's okay dad.' He took my hand off his dick and he rolled over me and started rubbing his dick on my hoo ha, and I suddenly realised, the penny dropped and just at that moment he pushed his dick inside me."

"Fuck."

"Quite. It felt wonderful, I had never felt that before, I mean my finger and even a hairbrush, but nothing that felt so good, stretched me so much, and he started going harder and it felt like he was burying himself inside me and then suddenly he stopped, and he pulled back and his dick came out. I was devastated, 'why did you stop dad, was I doing it wrong? And I may even have cried a little, I wanted his dick inside me so much."

"I know what you mean, that is how I felt the first time I did it properly with Jase, I never wanted it to end."

"He said, 'oh baby, no you did everything right, but if I carry on I won't be able to stop and I could get you pregnant, I have no protection. I have to stop.' And I said, I don't care dad, I want you to do it properly, to do it to me.' and he said 'I can't baby, not today, next time I will have some protection, and we can, but not today. Today baby, please just use your hand like you were before.' And so, I took his dick in my hand and squeezed as hard as I could and I moved my hand like I had before. Dad said, 'oh yes baby, don't stop, keep doing that and you will make me shoot,' and I felt wonderful , that I was going to make my dad shoot and I went as fast as I could."

"Did you, did he spurt?"

"Oh gosh yes. I was going as fast as I could, and dad kept saying yes, yes, and then he shot, it went so high and then again, and again and then he put his hand down and stopped me. 'oh baby,' he said 'that was fantastic.' "

"What did you think when he spurted, how did you feel?" I knew how I felt when I made my dad spurt his spunk, I wondered what Molly felt.

"It was the best feeling, I loved it. I wanted to do it again, I wanted to watch his white spunk shoot out again. I tried, but dad said no, not just yet and that we ought to clean up."

"That was fantastic Mols, and I promise I won't ever say anything. Did you, you know, do it again, make him shoot?"

"Two days later mum had gone to Tesco, dad said she would be gone for an hour, and did I want to carry on from the other night, that he had protection now and if we were quick, we could. I nodded and we went up to their bedroom. I took my pants off and lay on their bed with my dress up, just in case mum came back early I could at least look decent. Dad dropped his trousers and pants; his cock was all big and sticking out again. He had a packet in his hand which he opened, and he rolled a condom over his dick. 'You won't get pregnant now baby' he said, and he lay on me and put his dick inside me and it felt fantastic. He started moving inside me, slowly at first and I could feel his dick inside me, moving, and I felt him fill me, and then he started going faster, and faster."

"I love that feeling, I love a cock sliding in me, pushing at the very bottom of my fanny, I love it. Not something you'll ever get with Alex," and I laughed.

"He is a loser. The girls are going to scream when I tell them he has a small dick and shoots before he can get it in you, and if he did get it in you, you wouldn't know."

"Ha, yes, he is a loser, shame because he isn't bad looking. One day he will find a girl who will teach him properly."

"Maybe. But that girl isn't me and his dick will still be tiny."

"True. Anyway, you and your dad?"

"Yes. Dad started fucking me properly, it was a shame that I had most of my clothes on, but we had to be quick in case mum suddenly came back. I had dreamed of being naked with dad and him rubbing my boobs and playing with my hoo ha, but I was just glad to get him inside me again. I loved his dick sliding in me, pushing at my deepest part, it felt like we were just so close, and as he pushed in, his stomach pressed on me and squashed my clitty, the feelings were pretty overpowering. Dad was my first you know. And I wanted it to last forever, but it couldn't."

"How did it feel when he finished inside you, I love feeling Jase as he spurts inside me."

"I think because of the condom I couldn't really really feel it."

"You need to get to the Doctors. Have you and your dad done it again, you know when you have more time?"

"Oh yes. When mum goes to bingo I undress and lay on my bed and wait for dad to join me. I love being naked with my dad and seeing him naked his hard dick and dangly balls. Yes, I will make an appointment at the doctors, I want my dad in me without a condom, I want to feel him shoot inside me."

"That is the best feeling."

"Will you help me shave? It will be a real surprise for my dad, and I am not sure about doing it, down there. I mean, I do my armpits, but it isn't the same, really."

"Oh, okay Mols, does your dad have a trimmer, we can use that to get the long hair short before we use a razor, oh, and a new blade in the razor is essential."

"Yes, okay, let's go up. I presume you will want to undress so you don't get your clothes wet or covered in foam, you can leave your clothes on my bed, it is next to the bathroom. It will mean me seeing you naked."

"No worries Mols, I have nothing I am ashamed of." I stripped and put my clothes at the end of Molly's bed, Molly was in the bathroom, her clothes in a pile on the floor. She had filled the wash basin up with warm water and was standing on a towel. My goodness, she had a good forest of red hair down there, you really couldn't see her fanny because of the hair. 

She looked at my naked fanny and smiled a little, and then she passed me a trimmer and I started to trim away all of her hair. It must have vibrated a bit on her, I saw her holding her breath a few times, I felt naughty and tried to make sure I 'accidentally' touched the trimmer where her clitoris would be. Well, you never know.

When I had her hair as short as possible, I took the shaving foam and spread it all over her. I started shaving at the top of her mound and worked downwards, I had found this to be the best for me, giving me the least irritation. I did two or three long strokes down and then cleaned the blade in the sink. It got to the point where there were only the tricky bits left, and this meant me holding her lips and bits out of the way so that I could do the creases at the top of her thighs. This naturally meant my fingers came into contact with her 'sensitive' bits. She held her breath a few times and did gasp once or twice.

When I had finished shaving, I emptied the basin and warmed a flannel under the hot tap and wiped away the foam, then patted her dry with a hand towel. "Hand cream?" I asked, she pointed to a tube just on the side stand. I squirted some cream onto my fingers and gently rubbed it all over her, ensuring a good covering everywhere, that should help with the irritation.

Her fanny was really quite beautiful now we had cleaned it up. Her inner lips stuck out a little bit, but not as much as Bren, and her clitoris was neatly hidden under a wrinkly bubble of skin at the top of her crease. I stood up, looked at her and said, "would you like me to take you to bed?" She simply nodded.

We went into her bedroom, and she lay on her bed, her boobs were probably about the same size as mine, but her nipples were, I think bigger. I knelt on the bed between her legs and leant forward and blew along the crease of her sex. She shivered. I licked a finger and gently ran it along the crease of her left thigh just next to her sex, but ensuring I didn't touch her sex. I leant forward and ran the tip of my tongue in the crease of her right thigh, and just as I got to the bottom, I touched her sex lightly with a finger, just briefly. I ran a finger along her crease, gently easing her lips apart, dipping in just a little, and then I eased her legs a little further apart, her sex opening up before me.

"Oh fuck Nat."

I ran my nose along the floor of her valley and then pressed it against her clitoris, a finger teasing her entrance, opening her ready. She was beautifully wet, and I tasted her, my tongue lapping at her lips and then at her opening, salty, a little, but feminine, her musk quite delicate on my tongue. I sucked two of my fingers and then worked them gently inside her, and when I was fully in, I pressed her sex lips open, crushing them with my palm and wiggled my fingers inside her.

"Oh Shit."

I started to shag her with my fingers, in, out, deep, hard and then soft, my tongue worked her clitoris and then I nibbled it a little before sucking it hard into my mouth, and releasing it, leaving it untouched as I pressed up to it from inside her.

"Oh," and she gulped, her breath held, and I knew she was close. I pressed my fingers hard inside her and blew gently across her clitoris, she shivered, then she spasmed and her orgasm rippled through her, her fanny clamping hard on my fingers and a little squirt on my face.

I gently removed my fingers, sat back and then lay next to her and cuddled her into my arms. I let her just recover, she would say something when she was ready.

"Oh wow," she said after a few minutes, "I had no idea."

"No? I prefer a cock inside me, but I do love going with a woman too."

"Oh my God Nat, that is insane."

"The best is when you can get your boyfriend to do that before he shags you, that is the best of all worlds, that is just beyond words."

"I mean, like wow. Dad, I mean, dad just you know, fucks. There is no before or afters, he doesn't hold me like that after. Like wow. I just had no idea. And you do that with your mum? fucking shit Nat."

"Well, yes, I mean she doesn't have a cock so, she can't shag me the way your dad shags you, but, yes, we do that."

"Your dad has a dick, I mean cock."

"Well, yes he does, and I have seen him use it in my mum a few times now. He really seems to love it if she sucks him, oh well, I do have Jase, so I am alright." I had no intention of letting Mols know I was shagging my dad.

"I have to get a proper boyfriend."

"Yes, you do, meanwhile you could try and teach your dad to do that."

"Yes, but first I need to go to the doctors."

 

Trimming our garden

Trimming our garden

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

"Hello sweetheart, how was college?"

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

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

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

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

"I liked it when your cock entered me."

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

"I know dad. Yes and no."

"You are being evasive sweetheart."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Okay then."

"Okay then."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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