Uncle John

Uncle John

I hadn't planned on going home, but Ash was busy with her mum, and Jase was working on something. I opened the front door and was about to shout hi when I heard my mum moan. I mean a sex moan, and the slap slap of someone pounding her. Odd, dad's car wasn't on the drive, perhaps she had her toy, but why the slap sound, she must have picked dad up? I slipped my trainers off and quietly closed the door and crept up stairs. Mum and dad's bedroom door was half open, enough for me to see in.

Mum was on her back, her top and bra pushed up over her boobs and knickers seemed to be around her left ankle. A man was busy shagging her, very enthusiastically by the looks, and not dad. Shit, fuck, wow, I mean. What the hell? 

I could see his face in the mirror, and I recognised him, it was Uncle John, mum's brother. Jesus. He was really going at her, pulling back and then pressing hard forward, his cock burying deep inside mum. I watched as mum clutched her fingers at his back and the sounds of their sex seemed go get noisier. I guessed he would be finished any moment, and I did not want to be caught watching them, way too awkward. I sort of wanted to watch him as he finished in mum, but I crept back downstairs, grabbed my trainers and silently left, closing the door with my key so the latch didn't click.

I sat on the step and put my trainers on. Wow, that was something. Mum was cheating on dad, with her brother, I mean wow. I hadn't watched for long enough to know much more, I mean, she was obviously a willing participant. Well, the sex sounds she was making made it sound like she was enjoying it. Crumbs, I did not know how to deal with this. Was this any different to me and dad? I mean, technically, dad was cheating on mum with me. Had cheated, I corrected myself, I had again resolved not to do it with dad again. I decided to go for a short walk and then come back in about half an hour, hopefully all would be finished, and I could say hi to a fully clothed Uncle John.

I walked to the garage round the corner and bought myself a coffee. I don't often do coffee, but after what I had just seen I felt I need a jolt and a coffee would do that. I hadn't seen much. Both were naked, Uncle John was battering away at mum, I hadn't really been able to see his cock as it was mostly inside my mum and I only got a quick look anyway. Wow, again, wow. 

This shook me more than I expected. Uncle John was always a cuddly uncle, he loved to hug me whenever I saw him. I am not sure how I would react when I saw him next. Crumbs.

When I got back I noisily clanked the key in the door and shouted 'hi' as I walked in. I went straight into the kitchen so as not to cause any embarrassment if they were still upstairs, no they weren't, Uncle John was in the kitchen, mum was in the garden taking washing off the line.

"Hello sweet thing" Uncle John said as I walked in, "Give your uncle a hug," he said walking towards me arms outstretched.

"Uncle John, wow, what a great surprise" I lied as I hugged him.

"I saw you in the mirror" he whispered in my ear, just as mum came in in from the garden. Oh my God, now what?

"Oh hello Nat, look who has popped in to say hello," mum said, no hint of earlier on her face, now fully dressed and no sign of embarrassment, why should there be? Mum obviously had no idea I had seen them. Unlike Uncle John.

"Nice" I said, well, I didn't really know what else to say. Usually I am all giggles and laughs with him, but I felt stilted and didn't really know how to behave.

"You just keep growing up," Uncle John said, "You are quite the young woman now." I smiled and did a sort of curtsey.

"Thank you Uncle."

I grabbed a glass of water and sat by the kitchen table, mum fussed with the washing, folding it ready for ironing and Uncle John hovered by me. "How's college?" He asked.

"It is okay. I don't go in much as they do most of it as what they call distance learning."

"What? Zoom and stuff?" He asked.

"Not so much Zoom, but the course is online and they send us a link to the next lesson and we have only so long to do it. We go in for group discussions, practical stuff and exams, although there is not that many exams."

"Sounds easy sweetheart."

"I wish."

"She spends most of her time in her room doing her college work, we don't really see her much." Mum added

"Boyfriend?"

"Yes."

"Just 'yes'?"

"Yes" I didn't want to go into any details about Jase. I was also still trying to process what was going on with Ash, and there was Ali in the mix and also my dad. My life was really confusing at the moment.

"I need to go to Tesco to get some milk, are you going to go back home now, or will you wait here and chat to Nat? I will be about half an hour." Mum said to Uncle John.

"I'll wait, I don't see my favourite niece very often."

'Favourite?' I thought, I am his only niece. "Okay both, see you in a bit," mum said and then she was gone.

"Did you like what you saw?" My uncle asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean, me and your mum earlier."

"No."

"Shame. You know you look very much like my sister did when she was a teenager." He came over and kissed my head, and then as I looked up at him he kissed my lips, pushing me back against the chair. "Yeah Nat, very much like her." 

His hand started rubbing on my left boob, circling my nipple. I tried not to kiss back and I was going to move his hand but I felt him on my knickers, running his finger up and down my crease.

"Oh." It slipped from my mouth, I think Uncle John took this as an encouragement, and he pulled my knickers to one side and was rubbing my sex, sliding between my lips.

"Oh no, you are not supposed to do that," I said. Well, it was true, he wasn't supposed to do it.

"You don't sound very sure Nat," he said as I realised that he was pushing his finger all the way inside me, "we don't have long Nat, my sister will be home in a minute."

"Stop, stop, I don't want my mum to see this, stop. No I am not going to have sex with you" It wasn't that I wasn't enjoying it, well, actually I wasn't really, he had just fingered me. I hadn't exactly refused him, so I guessed in his mind it counted as okay.

I realised he had finished. He stepped back and I adjusted my panties putting them back on properly. I grabbed a piece of kitchen towel, folded it and put it into my panties. I did not want my wet on my panties, mum might know something I didn't want her to know.

"Are you on the pill?"

"No," well technically I wasn't.

I was actually a bit pissed off with my Uncle. I wasn't his to use as he pleased. "I don't agree with them. How long have you been sleeping with mum?"

"What? Why don't you agree with them?"

"You didn't answer my question. How long?"

"Oh, er, since we were teenagers. We were play fighting one day, one thing led to another, and well, that is how it started."

"You were play fighting and your cock accidentally fell into my mum?"

"Well, not exactly, she grabbed my cock, and well, anyway."

"And how often do you sleep with my mum?"

"Only once or maybe twice a week, it depends when I can get away and when your mum is free."

"Get away from Auntie Peg you mean?"

"Well, yes."

"Here, at hotels, at yours?"

"Wherever is convenient."

"Sure."

"Oh."

"You shouldn't just stick a finger in, you should ask next time."

"Next time?"

"Hello you two, all okay? Next time what sweetheart?" Mum had come back, I hope that she hadn't heard any of that conversation !

"Next time he comes over and I can see if I will be here or not mum." That might unsettle mum a bit if she was planning a secret time with her brother and her daughter was there.

"Oh yes, nice. It is nice to see my brother. Yes John, you should let us know so that we can plan."

"I am going up to do some college work." I said, blew a kiss at Uncle John and left. I needed to clean between my legs, it felt all clammy, even with the paper towel.

I slept fitfully that night, trying to work out if Uncle John's cock had been big or small. I hadn't seen it or even felt it with my hands, he had just pushed his finger inside me and it was over so quickly before I could even touch his cock. My dreams were understandably confused.

Dad was out all day, and mum was out too, over doing gran's laundry. Jase was free and got to me at about half nine. Once in my room I shut the door, just in case, and turned and kissed Jase, my hand gripping his cock through his trackies.

"Mmmh someone seems pleased to see me." His cock was nicely hardening and was beginning to get quite prominent as it started to stick forward.

"You only want me for my body," Jase laughed.

"Well, of course I do, silly boy." I laughed back. Jase manoeuvred me around so that my back was towards the bed and gently pushed. My legs hit my bed and my knees bent and I was flat on the bed. I hadn't worn panties under my skirt as I knew Jason was coming round.

"Oh, a commando today" Jase said as he pushed my skirt up and saw my bare fanny.

"Mm, well, you know, saving on laundry."

"I didn't think you did laundry, doesn't your mum do that?"

"Are you going to get distracted with domestics or what?"

"Oh, what, definitely what." He leaned forward and I felt him blowing up and down my crease. It is odd, I thought, how I am so sensitive on the outside of my fanny, yet feel very little on the inside. When Jase finishes inside me, I don't feel the spurts, just the pulses from his cock right at my fanny entrance. Odd. I don't know if that is just me, or if every girl is like that.

His tongue circled my clitty, pressing and moving the small fold of skin away, and then a finger slid down my valley, my seemingly very wet valley. I felt him slide between the lips of my valley, pressing sightly at my opening before going back to my clitty. Oh I wished he would kiss those lips, they were warm and wanting.

His tongue slid down and replaced his finger, I felt his mouth on my fanny lips and his finger pressed gently at my hole and he slipped slowly in. I could feel the inwards pressure as he pushed up, his finger inside and behind my clitty and the pleasure was intense. I realised I had stopped breathing, just the occasional gulp and release as my lungs craved more oxygen. My back arched, my nipples hard pointing to the ceiling, and I felt my moment. The intense pleasure released, my clitty was sending electric shocks and I know I was screaming.

Jase pulled away, his finger sliding from inside me as I came down from the intense high.

"Wow," he said, "a good one."

"shshhtthh" was all I could manage. My back was still arched, and I was gulping in air, almost gasping. My hands were clenching my sheet, and my toes were digging in too. It really is the most wonderful feeling. I would rather that than lie back and simply get shagged.

I opened my eyes and began to relax. "Wow Jase."

"A good one then?"

"Oh yes," I was in no mind to tease or joke. It had been a good one.

"Can we try, you know, the other way?" Well, I know he had been wanting to, and I had said I would.

"Yes, of course, but I don't tend to get wet there, so it might not go in." I had made a promise, but I still wasn't sure."

"It's okay, I have some lubricating stuff. That should help. Why don't you kneel on the bed?"

I rolled onto my knees; my hands flat on the bed. I really was a bit nervous, and I was still coming back down to Earth a bit, so my mind was a bit foggy. Jase was behind me and I felt him rubbing something very cool around my bottom. I felt as the end of his cock pressed against my bum, and at first nothing seemed to happen, just the pressure of his cock. I didn't know what I was supposed to do, I had no idea what I could do to help him, and then I felt my bum give way, just a little.

"Ooh" I said, it had begun to hurt just a little, but his cock was pushing in. "Slowly Jase, I am not used to this and it hurts a little bit."

I could feel him stretching me open and there was a sharp tug sensation, and I think he was inside properly, the big end of his cock had passed through. He was pushing more, and I could feel him inside me, feel as he slipped along my bowel, my bottom muscles relaxed enough to allow him access to my secret passage.

I think he was all the way inside me, I could feel his stomach pressing at my buttocks, pushing them apart, his balls between my thighs, his cock deep inside where no one else had ever gone. He began to pull back a little and that gave me some relief and I began to relax again, this was not so bad.

Jase started a gentle movement and began to shag me, pulling outwards and then back in, his speed began to increase and before I knew it there was the familiar slap slap. Jase was grunting as he shagged my arse and I realised I was too. I could feel more than when he shagged my fanny, but not really a lot more and it was a little painful. I couldn't say I was enjoying the experience, but it wasn't really too bad. Slap, slap, slap the sound echoed around my bedroom, accompanied by the gasps and grunts we made and then Jase pushed hard forward and I guessed he finished, he twitched and pulled himself slowly out, his cock making a sort of slurp noise as it left me. I felt empty and there was a coolness in my bottom.

"Don't move a minute, let me get a tissue for you." How romantic I thought

"Oh, is it all, you know, messy?"

"God no, it is just the lubrication, let me wipe it up. Are you alright, was that okay, only your arse is still open. Shit, I hope it closes again."

I guessed that my bum hole being stretched open was why I could feel the coolness. "I hope so too Jase." I was sure it would shrink back to its normal self sooner rather than later.

He wiped around my bum, mopping up the lubrication he had used and then he popped off the bed. "Just going to have a quick wash down there," he said, "and throw the tissues down the loo."

Ever the romantic boyfriend, so thoughtful. 

Sex and Love Making

Sex and Love Making

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I bet she is fucking him."

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

"Come on woman, get your clothes off."

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

"Okay Sis, you know what to do."

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

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

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

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

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

"Good fuck." He said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh no reason."

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

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

"Why not sure?"

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

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

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

"There is one way."

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

"Eurgh"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"And if I don't?"

"Oh." His face dropped.

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

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

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

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

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

"To have my way with you of course?"

"Oh, and what way would that be?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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