Conundrum

Conundrum

"Have you fucked your mum yet?" Jase was sprawling next to me on the settee in their front room.

"Shit, no, Nat, bloody hell."

"Here is a thought. Okay. Perhaps she is asking you to do it because she doesn't have a daughter to ask, she doesn't want to ask your dad, because he would just think she wanted sex, and because she trusts that you would do it without trying any funny business."

"Maybe, I still think it strange. I mean, shit Nat, that is real personal stuff."

"Absolutely, but, trust, you know. That would remain as long as you didn't try and stick anything in her. Just make it matter of fact, you know?"

"S'pose."

"Or, could be she just wants to shag her randy son and isn't sure how to start the ball rolling. Who knows?"

"Thanks for that."

"Happy to help. Anyway, I have another question to ask."

"Oh, what?"

"Kinda personal."

"Okay, well, I have you know, seen every intimate inch of your body, and you mine 

so I think that you can ask anything."

"Right. Here's the thing. I have this friend Bren."

"Yes, the one that isn't sure if she is gay?"

"Yes, anyway, she has discovered the joys of carrots."

"What?" Jase looked at me and then I saw the penny drop, "Oh right, yes."

"She needs a proper cock in her."

"Okay. I don't see where this is going."

"I wondered if you might be willing to help."

"What? You want to know if I want to fuck another girl?"

"No. I do not want you to want to fuck another girl."

"I am confused."

"I want you to fuck another girl without wanting to."

"No, still don't get it, sorry. Do you want me to fuck Bren?"

"Yes, but not if you want to."

"Oh. Right. You want me to give her the cock experience, but you don't want me to enjoy it."

"Yes and no. Yes, I want you to fuck her, and no, I don't mind if you enjoy it, in fact, I hope that you do, I just don't want you to want to, and I certainly do not want you to want to again."

"I think you are mad."

"Maybe. Will you?"

"Maybe. Will you be there?"

"I don't know, do I want to watch my boyfriend shag another girl, or do I want to know my boyfriend is shagging another girl but not know what is actually happening? Conundrum."

"I would not want to watch you fuck another boy. Just saying."

"I know. You and I are a thing, an important thing, I don't want you to do this thing with Bren, but she needs it, and I am afraid that if she goes with just anyone in order to get shagged, she will end up hurt, and I think she is on the verge of being damaged at the moment."

"You trust me enough to simply do the deed, enjoy it, and not want to do it with her again?"

"Yes. I also trust you to trust me."

"How do you want to do it, like, in a threesome where I end up doing both of you and you do each other?"

"God, I hadn't expected to get involved. Not sure I want to do it with a girl." I am such a liar.

"What, were you just going to sit there and watch?"

"Well, no, I suppose not, I hadn't given that side of it much thought. Do you want to watch me do it with another girl? Is that a fantasy of yours?"

"I hadn't even given that any thought till now."

"And now?"

"I suppose so."

I had to give this some thought and I would have to ensure that Bren would have to pretend that this was our first time, her and me. Jase must not know that I have been shagging Bren on the side. But a threesome? Not sure if one cock could satisfy two fannies. I could see two cocks and one fanny working. Possibly, other parts might have to come into play, like my bottom, one in the front, one in the back.

Jase leaned over and started rubbing my crease through my panties. I started to imagine that it was Bren doing it and that his cock was just waiting to enter as Bren slipped along my valley. The images were quite powerful and as Jase moved past the hem of my panties and brushed my clitoris the moment exploded through me. I lay gasping as Jase eased my panties down, I don't think he had noticed. He pulled his jeans and pants down, and hovering above me, he slid his cock up and down my valley, electricity shooting though me, and then he buried his cock.

I was so wet with arousal that he just went straight in, all the way, his balls pressing against me, me feeling the pressure deep inside. He started pumping his cock in and out of me, the deep pressure going and coming, the electricity shooting as he went deep and forced my fanny lips open and pressed against my very sensitive lips and valley. Faster and harder he went, his balls bouncing against me as he went deep. I clutched at his back as he shagged me, my legs just uselessly hanging down off the settee. I could feel a second one approaching, I was so close, my sensitivities so aroused that I was on the edge as he shagged, and then as he gave a really deep thrust and held it, I boiled over.

I know I spasmed, I felt the tightness inside me, Rivers of intense pleasure shot around my body from my fanny to my nipples, to my fingertips and my toes, and my back arched as I thrust high into the air. Jesus that was a big one. I fell back, utterly shattered, uncaring what Jase was done, guessing but not caring that he had cum. I lay gasping, feeling the weight of Jase as he lay on me, my breath struggling, the warmth of the orgasm slowly draining away leaving me feeling cold and as Jase moved and slipped from me, I also felt empty.

"Jeez Jase." I said, more gasping than speaking. "Wow, that was a big one."

"Yes. You squeezed my cock so tight."

"Wow." I reached for a tissue from the side table and plugged myself. I didn't want his juices dripping out of me. "Let me go to the loo." I got up and went to their downstairs loo and sat. I tried to squeeze it out, and then rolled up some toilet paper and pushed it into myself to absorb anything left. I would put a few folds into my panties too, it would do until I could get a shower.

As I sat on the bus going to college I thought about Bren and if I should offer to her to borrow Jase, If I should just watch, or if I should be actively involved, as a threesome. 

I wondered if Jase really would be up for it, should he use a Condom, getting Bren pregnant wasn't in the plans.

All afternoon at college I was distracted, thinking about Jase and Bren. Tom and Tim were trying to be attentive, but I didn't really give them my full attention. I think I agreed to go and help them after tomorrow mornings college. Oh. I really should concentrate more.

Tea was sausages and mash. Thanks mum.

I lay on the bed and texted Bren. Mum and dad were downstairs and I had told them I was going up to study and then have an early night. A sort of 'do not disturb' notice. I guessed that they might take advantage of my absence.

My phone chirped, she was face timing me.

"Hi."

"Hi yourself. I have an idea."

"What?"

"Well, you know I am seeing Jase?"

"Yes."

"He doesn't know about you and me and he mustn't, okay, but I had an idea."

"What? And I would never tell."

"Well. I know that you need a cock. How about we engineer a threesome and you get Jase's cock inside you?

"What the fuck? What? Are you insane?"

"Yeah, probably. It was just an idea."

"Fucking A."

"Are you regular? Only if we did, it would have to be at a time when you wouldn't get pregnant."

"What?"

"You know, not ovulating."

"I know what it means Nat."

"Only Jase and I don't use condoms, 'cus I have the jab, so it would be odd if I suggested that we take condoms with us when we saw you, he would know something was up. Planned so to speak."

"You are serious about this aren't you?"

"Yes. I have given it a lot of thought."

"Not for the next few days then."

"Right."

"Jeez Nat, I can't believe you."

"Look, you are my friend. You have a need. I don't want you to go with some boy who doesn't care and just wants another notch, that could end up hurting you, and I don't want that. So I just thought this might be a safe way to help you."

"Okay, thank you, I think. Look, I am not totally against the idea, I do want to know what a cock feels like, but, well, I don't know."

"No hurry Bren, as I said, it is just an idea."

Later as I lay on the edge of sleep I heard mum and dad. Another dot on the calendar. 

The dots were, so far, covering every day, and most days had more than one dot. I wondered if I would still be sexually active when I was as old as my parents. From what Jase said, his parents hardly ever had sex. Were mine unusual? Was my desire for sex unusual?

College was tough and I was pretty sure Tom and Tim, or was it Tim and Tom, were confused by it all.

"I just don't get it," Tom said.

"No," said Tim, "but you do?"

"Yes," I nodded, "but it isn't straight forward, but yes I do. do you want to get together after and we could go through it?"

They both nodded. "Our parents are out all day if you want to come back to ours," Tim said, or was it Tom?

One of them had a slight shaving cut the other didn't, so cut was Tom, I decided. They lived not far from me, so it was an easy bus journey back to theirs.

We got the books out and went through it. It actually helped me as, even though I had got it, it was still a bit nebulous, and going through it again meant I really understood it.

"I am so grateful," Tim said.

"Me too" Tom added and he embraced me, to sort of say thank you I suppose only I happened to turn my head at just the wrong moment and our lips touched. I pulled back a bit and then decided I had quite liked it and so leant forward for another

As he kissed his tongue slipped along the purse of my lips and I could feel the hardness growing in his groin.

Tim stepped in and pulled my head to him and he kissed me too. They both seemed to kiss in exactly the same way. Tim took things a little further, has hand went up my top.

As Tim was fondling my boobs, Tom started to pull my top over my head, forcing me to stop kissing, and as my top went, Tom replaced Tim and started kissing me. Tim meanwhile had undone my bra and was sucking gently at my nipples and a hand was up my skirt rubbing my panties.

I felt my skirt loosen as one of them had undone it, and it fell, puddling at my feet, and my panties soon followed. Pushed back on the settee, I had both boobs being sucked and fingers sliding along my valley, fingers were pushing inside my fanny as other fingers were pressing my clitoris. The electrics started.

"Wow, wow guys," I gasped. "A moment." I pushed them both away, this had all happened very quickly and I was almost overwhelmed. Tom pulled his clothes off, Tim not far behind. Both looked the same naked. Both had trimmed short hair around their cocks, and their cocks were about the same size, a bit longer than Jase by the look, and just as fat. I took a cock in each hand and started to stroke them. Tim pulled back and sat back on the settee and pulled me to him. As I lay on him he pushed his cock inside me, filling and stretching me and the deep pressure confirmed that he was indeed a long boy.

I felt Tom behind me and felt him pull the cheeks of my bottom apart and he pressed at my crinkle. Oh, that was a little painful as he pressed and then I felt myself give and he was inside me also. It was a really odd feeling, again not much sense of touch inside, but a feeling of pressure. Tim lay there, his cock inside my fanny unmoving, but Tom did the moving, shagging my bottom. I guessed that Tim could feel Tom's movements and wondered if it felt as if he himself were doing it.

Tom started to go faster and harder, I could hear the slaps as his body slammed against my bottom, his movements forcing me to press hard against Tim, my lips forced apart, the tickle of Tim’s hair in my valley, my clitoris pushed hard against Tim's belly. It began to get to me, the movements, the sensations and the electricity began to move. Tim was twisting my nipples and the tickle of that combined with the jolts from my groin caught my breath and took me over.

My orgasm rolled through me and my spasming must have squeezed their cocks and Tom pushed hard into my bottom and I saw Tim gurgle and then go rigid, his cock hard inside me. Tom stepped back, his cock leaving my bottom with a slurp, and I pushed back to stand, and Tim's cock fell out of my fanny followed by a great white dollop falling from me.

I rolled to the side and slumped on the settee. I don't know what I imagined, but, jeez, that was different. I looked down, my groin was just smeared in white, and a puddle was forming beneath me. "Tissue?" I said. Tom passed over the box of Kleenex that had been at the side and i grabbed a few and mopped up.

"Well." I said. "That was unexpected."

"I can't believe that you were up for that." Tim said.

"No," Tom agreed, "You are fantastic. Looking at you at college, I would never have guessed."

"You guys planned this," I said, "you must have done, No way that was spontaneous double teaming. Do you do that with every girl you bring back?"

"We never planned it, and no we don't and you are the first."

"Well crumbs and you are my first double act. I need to go to your loo and tidy up, and then I need to get dressed and get home."

I don't quite know what I had expected. I did expect to have sex, but had imagined that they would simply take it in turns. That had been something else. It wasn't the most comfortable way to have sex. It wasn't the most enjoyable, but I had orgasmed, and I was only a little bit sore. When I showered, I was a little relieved to find that everything had closed back up as it should. I wasn't sure that I enjoyed a threesome as the only girl, I was not that keen on anal sex, I really preferred my fanny or my mouth as the recipients of the cock. I wasn't opposed to the idea of anal sex, it just didn't really do a lot for me.

 

Fun? No.

Fun? No.

Tea was another takeaway, an Indian, quite spicy and I hoped that my insides would cope with it, I didn't want jalfrezi bottom that was for sure. Mum was pottering in the kitchen, dad had sat next to me on the settee.

"Wish we were alone," he whispered.

"Well we aren't, you will have to save your attentions for mum later." I was actually a little bit sore still, so I wasn't feeling particularly sexy.

Dad took my hand and placed it on his trousers. His cock was really quite hard. I rubbed my hand up and down and dad groaned. "God I wish your hand were inside," dad said as he gasped.

"No, mum might come in. I tell you what, I'll go upstairs and you can go into the kitchen, shut the door and slip mum a bit."

"Oh God, faster sweetheart," dad was really getting it on. I heard the kitchen door open and quickly moved my hand and leant away from dad.

"Alright in here?" mum asked as she came in.

"Yes mum, I was just about to go upstairs and do some more studying." I got up and checked around to make sure I had all my stuff and said "see you later," as I left, closing the door behind me.

I went up and left my door wide open as I lay on my bed. I know I had rubbed my dad, but my heart hadn't really been in it, I don't even know why I had started, why I hadn't just moved my hand away when dad had put it on my cock.

"Oh Pat," I heard from downstairs, "later, no, later."

From the muffled sounds I guessed that later hadn't been an acceptable option. I briefly thought about going back down pretending I had lost a book and 'catching' them at it, but that would have been unkind. I was trying to work out what was happening, was dad shagging mum or was she giving him a hand job or using her mouth? In my imagination I decided that she knelt before him and undid his zip and as he lifted his bottom a little, she pulled his trousers and pants down, giving her access to his cock.

She pulled her dress up and moved her panties to one side and lowered herself onto his cock, raising, lowering, shagging him as he sat on the settee. I imagined her panties chafing at the side of his cock, giving him extra stimulation as he filled her fanny. The movements went faster, harder mum pushing herself down on dad, taking him deeper and deeper inside herself, feeling his cock as it slid inside her. I wondered what that would feel like, and then she gasped as she felt him spurt, thrust after thrust as he finished inside her, filling her with his juices, draining his balls, raising herself of him, letting her panties go back to catch his dripping seed as dad pulled his trousers back up.

Another dot on the calendar I supposed. But then again, she may have just used her hand and stroked him into a tissue. Who knew?

"You know I have only been with you." Jase on facetime during his break.

"And me with you." I wondered if he could lie just as easily.

"I am not sure about your friend. I don't know if she will feel different."

"Only one way to find out."

"S'pose, any way, gotta go, break over."

"Laters."

"Laters."

Was a fanny a fanny the way a cock was pretty much a cock? I didn't know. More of interest was how it was used and the build up, the touching, the kissing. If you were like Alex and just shoved it in, then, yes, I guess they were all just alike. Jase it seemed was a little worried about possibly introducing his cock to Bren's fanny. What's to worry about? I didn't get it. Mum and dad were still downstairs when I dozed off. I must have left my door open because some while later I disturbed and heard them shagging. Crikey, they really were at it these days. I went back to sleep with mental images of my dad's cock and Bren's fanny. Surreal.

Ash came round, I hadn't seen her for about a week.

"I have missed seeing you," she said as I opened the door for her.

"I know, me too, I have been crazy busy with college."

"How is Jase?"

"Good. We did a mad thing, I must tell you, come on up." We went up to my room. Mum and dad were both out, but I shut the bedroom door anyway.

"What mad thing?" She asked as she flopped back on my bed."

"Well," I said as I lay next to her. "You know when it was raining like mad the other day?"

"Yes. I was stuck indoors with awful cramps."

"Well, I met Jase by the woods and we went in along the path and found a really nice quiet spot."

"Well I don't suppose anyone else was around in the rain."

"Maybe not. Anyway, we stripped off, completely in the rain. Starkers."

"What? Why on earth would you do that?"

"I lay down on the wet grass, it really tickled my fanny."

Ash moved her hand up my skirt and ran her fingers gently over my panties. 

"Tickled like this?" She asked.

'Mm," I answered, "Don't stop." I felt her fingers running down each side of my crease, wishing I hadn't worn panties, but that I had been naked, and Ash's fingers could easily slip in and slide down my valley. Instead they were outside, moving up and down my cotton panties.

"Why would I stop?" Ash asked, and she turned, put her hands into my panties waistband and pulled them down, one leg free with the panties draped around my other ankle. She stopped and kissed along my crease. Oh my God.

I lay back, eyes screwed tight as her tongue pushed my lips apart and delved in, my lips, wet with anticipation, gave no resistance, her tongue pressing my valley floor, a finger dabbing lightly at my clitoris. "Oh fuck," I whispered as the electricity started and my nipples hardened, and my fanny hole fluttered in anticipation. "Oh fuck" as Ash ran her tongue around the edge of my opening, my nerves super sensitised and I gasped awaiting her next move.

"Did it feel as good as this Nat? Was that wet grass as good as my hot wet tongue?"

"Oh fuck no, Jesus Ash, don't fucking stop."

"Why would I do that?" She asked and I felt fingers enter me and my fanny stretched apart and her tongue licking my very edge as her nose nudged my clitoris into overdrive. My breasts seemed to harden, my nipples felt like missiles about to launch, the skin between my fanny and my bottom twinged and my whistle blew. I think my head nearly touched my ankles as my back arched and my breath got stuck inside. The electricity danced around my body and my breath exploded and I know I screamed as my orgasm erupted throughout my body.

"Fuck" was all I managed. My orgasms seemed to be getting more and more powerful, almost to the point of pain. Nice pain, but still pain. I lay there, my skirt about my waist, my panties around my ankle, my fanny throbbing and my head buzzing.

"Wow," Ash said, "You soaked me."

I didn't know that I did that. Ash buried her head between my legs and licked me from top to bottom, sucking as she went, it felt like she was sucking me dry, my nerves warmed up and I felt my self coming to the boil again. "Oh God Ash," I gasped as a second orgasm rolled through me and I was left drained and as useless as a rag doll.

"Bloody hell Nat, you're sensitive today, was that two?"

"Yes," I gasped, "you got me twice."

Ash sat up and then lay beside me, holding my left hand in hers. "I think you have missed me as much as I have missed you," Ash said.

"Give me a few minutes and I will return the favour," I said to Ash as I lay recovering my breath as well as my composure.

"So what was so mad about the woods in the rain then," she asked.

"After I stripped and lay on the wet grass, the longer blades tickling between my legs, Jase stripped and lay beside me. It was really quite nice, and very different, laying there totally nude in the woods, knowing that we could be caught at any moment, and then Jase turned and started touching me."

"Oh yes? Just touching you? Where? On your arm?"

'Very funny, no, he started rubbing between my legs and I reached over and held his cock and started to slowly move him and then he rolled over and pushed it inside me and we shagged in the rain, like wild animals. God it was hot."

"Oh my God, you animal Nat."

"I know, it was really freeing, such a totally uninhibited thing, I really loved it."

"My back garden is not overlooked."

"Interesting."

"Next time it rains"

"Yeah, but your mum is usually in, isn't she?"

"True, oh well, it was just an idea."

"Oh well."

"You could always take me to the woods and do it to me, like you did with Jase."

I didn't want to show anyone else our secret place just in case they started using it, or even started spying on us. "I could, I will have to see if I can find it again, yes."

I rolled over and pulled Ash's slacks and panties down in one movement and buried my head between her legs. A slight perfume of lavender, probably from her soap, and I licked her flaps, wet with anticipation and awaiting my attention. I pressed my tongue between them and found her valley floor, hot and wet and slippery with lust.

I moved up and pressed my tongue against her clitoris, lapping it and slowly drawing it in between my teeth as the fingers on my right hand teased at the edge of her opening before I slipped two fingers inside her and curled and uncurled my fingers.

"Oh fuck me Nat, fuck me," she gasped between pants of breath and I pulled and pushed my fingers, fingering her as my teeth pulled at her clitoris, twisting it left and right. I pushed my two fingers in as far as they would go, and then I curled them up inside her and then rotated my hand a little before relaxing and straitening my fingers again.

I felt her fanny tighten around my fingers and then she gripped so tightly I couldn't move them, her eyes stared at nothing and her breath held, her fingers gripped the bed and then she coughed, gasped and collapsed on the bed. "Shit." It seemed to be all she could say.

After Ash left I had about an hour or so before the bus for college. I had just finished on the loo and as I walked out I nearly collided with dad on the landing. I hadn't heard him come home. "Oh, hi dad, how long have you been here?"

"Just got here sweetheart, on the off chance that you were here and free."

"Oh, why is that dad?"

He showed me his phone and that mum was on the other side of town. He opened his bedroom door and ushered me in. "We have some time to ourselves sweetheart he said as he unbuttoned his shirt and started to pull it over his head. Why did he assume that all I wanted to do was have sex with him? I pulled my top up and off, undid my bra and let my skirt drop to the floor. I hadn't yet put any panties on after Ash left.

"Oh shit, you are a sight," dad said as he pulled me towards the bed and put my hand on his cock. I pulled his skin back and licked the end of his cock, pushing my tongue into the hole at the end and then sucking, my lips encasing his whole end, sucking as if I were giving him a love bite. "Oh fuck" dad said and started to try and fuck my mouth.

I pulled back and shook a finger at him. "No, that is not where you fuck me today, dad, today you do it properly, you fuck my fanny." I stepped away and lay on the bed, my legs apart, and I ran my fingers down between my lips, showing him how wet my valley was. Dad stepped forward, knelt between my legs, leant down and pressed his cock on my fanny. He twitched and his cock slipped downwards and straight inside me, causing me to woosh with exhaled air as he filled me up.

Slowly he began to press and release, slowly shagging me, deeper and further back, the pressure felt deep within then gone. He began to pick up the pace, regular but still slow, his body pressing against mine, squashing my breasts as his movement was all in his hips. I wished I had a camera recording, I would love to see his bottom rise and fall as he shagged me.

As he pushed deep his body opened my lips and he pressed into my valley, my nerves stimulated and still tingling from Ash, it didn't take me long.

"Oh God dad, yes, oh why is this so good?" And dad started going faster, not deeper, just faster, the pressures still grew and subsided, by sensitivities simply grew, my breath began to catch and I felt the familiar jolts as electric coursed from my groin to my breasts, my nipples and my mouth and as I kissed the air I boiled and my orgasm slammed through me, clamping dad hard inside me.

Dad twitched a couple of times as he spurted inside me and as my body released him, he rolled to the side and breathed out.

"Christ Nat, you really are incredible, I mean your mum..."

I stopped him, "Dad the first time you compare me to mum is the last time we do this." I am not in competition with mum and never will be, mum must be first for dad. I can only ever be a dalliance.

Dad pulled an imaginary zipper across his mouth, 'Of course," he said. I rolled over and crouched above him, letting his white spurtings drip from my fanny onto his stomach, puddling in his navel.

"Now I need a shower dad." I got up, grabbed my clothes and headed to the bathroom, put the shower on needle and stepping in. I guessed my fanny was still gaping a little and as I aimed the shower head upwards, I saw the flood of white diminish to simply bubbles of clear water. I stood for a few minutes letting the water flood across me and run down my body to drip from my groin.

"You really should shut the bathroom door sweetheart," I heard mum say. Fuck, that was close, Jesus, she will catch us one day. I hope dad had dressed before she got home, and I was glad I had picked my clothes up off their bedroom floor.

I dried myself, rolled antiperspirant here and there, especially there, and dressed. Back in my room I pulled some panties on and went downstairs.

"Your dad has gone back out love."

"Damn, dad could have given me a lift to college, oh well, I guess I will just run for the bus." That had been too close, if we had just messed around for a few more minutes we would have been caught. I wondered if I needed to start dots in a new colour for me and dad. Or should I stop it completely? I didn't want to get caught.

After college class had finished, as I was walking back to the bus, Tom caught up, Tim was not far behind. "That was some serious fun we had." Well, it was fun, serious? Not so much.

"Indeed." Well, I didn't want to get into anything too heavy. I just didn't mind a little occasional fun.

"Our house is empty for another couple of hours if you fancy coming back?" Tom sounded hopeful.

"But we will understand if you don't want," said Tim.

"Why not?" I replied, well, why not indeed, perhaps they could just take it in turns this time? Yeah, I thought probably not. Back at their house they locked the front door and we headed on up to what they said was the guest room. Okay. Double bed, dresser and that was about it. It was at the front of the house, so we would hear if anyone pulled up on the drive. I had already had one very near miss, I didn't want another.

I took my coat off and put my coat and bag on the dresser and as I turned back, I saw that the boys were already down to just their pants. They didn't like to waste time. My top, bra, skirt and panties joined my coat and bag on the dresser.

Tom ( shaving cut ) again took the lead and lead me to the bed, helped me lay down and started kissing me. As I responded, felt Tim lick along my crease, my legs parted a little more automatically. Tom moved down and suckled my left breast as Tim's tongue pressed in and opened up my valley, my nerves began to tingle. Fingers circled my opening, gently teasing it open, wider and wider and then two fingers began probing my insides. 

Tom knelt by the side of me and dipped his cock towards my mouth, I opened and licked the end of his cock, my hand reached up and pulled back the skin, and as I licked around the edge of his cock head, Tom twitched approvingly. I suspected he was as sensitive there, as I was down below.

Tim pressed his cock into my fanny, as Tom shagged my mouth. This was better than one in my fanny and one in my anus, so I relaxed into it, feeling fill my throat and Tim filling my fanny. Fanny was nicer. As I lay there getting double shagged I decided I did not really like boy, boy, girl threesomes. I mean, it was okay, but no, not really fantastic. Tom spurted down my throat, I felt it shoot on down towards my stomach, and a few minutes later Tim finished. I didn't. No, not my idea of fun.  

 

Borrowing my boyfriend

Borrowing my boyfriend

Dad said he was out all day and as I munched my breakfast toast he kissed mum goodbye, waved a hand at me and was gone.

"Mrs Wilson was very happy with your help, she told me to be sure to thank you for everything." Mum said as she poured some milk into her tea, and then sat down on the other side of the table from me.

"Oh? Well, you know, I didn't mind. Mum, can I ask you something?"

"Yes, sweetheart, what?"

"Your tablets, I mean, if they are experimental, are you having to provide feedback or something?"

"Yes. They offered me them as a trial and are paying me a small amount of money. I then have to go on to an online account and report what changes I am seeing and any impacts."

"Are you telling them that your family have become sex mad?"

"Yes."

"Do they feed anything back?"

"Well the reports are anonymous, so they don't know specifically who is saying what. So far they have not given me any general feedback updates."

"Oh, okay. It just occurs to me that a drug that causes people to become very sexy feeling, and that affects people around them, could be quite dangerous in the wrong hands."

"I hadn't thought about that sweetheart, yes, you are right, and it could also be very lucrative for the company that makes it. Viagra was like that. The use now is a side effect for what it was originally developed for."

"Yes, I read about that. Heart problems I think, and now for men who have problems."

"Indeed, not that your dad needs to use it."

"No mum."

"Anyway, back to Mrs Wilson, she said she would love you to pop round for a chat when you can."

"Okay mum, I will see what I can do." I was in no hurry to go back if I am honest, I would rather see Ash and Bren who are my own age, but, I will go, just not quite yet. It never hurts to keep people sweet.

"Is there a Mr. Wilson mum? Only I don't think I have ever seen him."

"Oh yes, he just works away a lot, he is a Merchant Seaman or Oil rig guy or something. He is here for a while, and then away for weeks. He is, shall we say, a large man."

"Oh?"

Mum pointed to her groin, I raised my eyebrows and she said quietly, "don't ask."

I laughed and said "Oh, okay." I did wonder how she knew, and as I thought dad was quite a large man down there, how much larger could he be? Oh well.

Bren texted me 'all clear if you still want to.'

I texted back that I would see if Jase was still up to it. Jase was and he was free today. After much texting we decided Jase's house was best. Bren's mum dropped her off at mine not long after mum had gone out, but these days I never know if dad is just going to turn up out of the blue. I don't mind that if I am with Jase, I can just shut my bedroom door, but with a girl, or a girl and a boy? No. That is something I definitely do not want dad to know about.

"You ready for this?"

"Yes."

"Good, now, we must act as if we have never done this before, I do not want Jase to know that we have already been lovers. Okay?"

"Yes, I will be a bit shy anyway because of Jase, so, should be easy, no acting required."

"Good. Right, shall we go over there then?"

It didn't take us too long to get to Jase's, luckily it wasn't raining, just a little dull.

Jase was wearing T-shirt and shorts when we got there, I was of course in my usual and Bren was in another of her wonderful dress creations. 

"Do you want a drink, or shall we go up?" Jase asked after the introductions - Bren Jase, Jase Bren.

I didn't want a drink yet and neither did Bren, so we went up. "How do you want to do this Nat?" Jase asked, You two, you know, do your thing, and I kind of join in at the appropriate point?"

"Er yes, I guess, when you say, us two do our thing, we don't exactly know what that is, so I think we will just work it out as we go along." I pulled my top off and then my skirt so I was in bra and panties. Bren had undone and slipped off her dress, and was in just panties, Jase by now was naked.

"Do you want to touch it?" I asked Bren as I took the last of my clothes off, so I too was naked.

"Yes, do you mind," she said.

Jase walked towards her his cock jutting out in front of him. "You can't really hurt my cock, just don't squeeze my balls, 'cus that will hurt and probably be game over for today." Jase said, taking her hand and putting it on his cock.

As Bren touched her first cock, my Jase's cock, I went and lay on the bed, my feet on the pillows, my head at the foot end, almost hanging off. Looking backwards I saw Bren moving Jase's cock skin back and forth. "Hell it's bigger than I thought, and it is hard."

"It's just an average cock Bren, I am sure you will see plenty bigger or smaller. It's just a cock. Are you going to see to Nat now?" Jase asked.

"Bren" I called, "come and stand over me, I want to look at your fanny."

Bren pulled her panties down and finally we were all three naked. She walked to the bed and stood over me and I examined her fanny as if I had never seen it before. "Wow Bren, your fanny is so beautiful, can I kiss it?"

She stooped down and leant forwards, her arms resting on the bed and I was able to lick her.

'Ooo" she said, "oh that feels nice." As if we hadn't done this loads of times. "I am going to look at yours too."

Bren leant further forward and as she lowered her hips my face was full of her fanny. I felt a tongue on my fanny and made suitably appreciative noises. I licked Bren's fanny, my tongue sliding from her clitoris towards her entrance which I could see but barely reach. I managed to bend my arm up and dab a finger around her entrance and then slowly I pushed inside her. Bren took the cue and started to run her finger around my fanny entrance. My pretend appreciative noises had now gone, I was genuinely enjoying her attentions and my murmurs and groans were real.

"Ooooh, crumbs," I whispered as Bren pushed two fingers inside me and my newfound ability to feel from within my fanny, took me to a new height of pleasure. I hoped Bren was getting the same with my fingers inside her. I opened and closed my two fingers, and as they closed, I partially pulled them out, before pressing them in deeply, fingering my friend.

I saw movement and Jase's cock appeared in my view. I slowly pulled my fingers out and Jase pressed his cock at her entrance. I felt her tense slightly and then Jase started pressing. His cock began to sink inside her slowly filling her fanny with her first encounter of cock. She stopped her finger movement in my fanny, and I watched as Jase began to pull back out. I was amazed to see that as his cock pulled back, her fanny skin seemed to stick to his cock and come out with it. 

It seemed to take Jase an age to pull out, he paused before he was completely out, and then he pushed back in quite quickly and then he got into a rhythm, shagging my friend an inch from my head. Her fanny was stretched tight about his cock, flexing and taking his meat.

I had never appreciated the noise fucking makes, it is definitely slurpy and also squishy as well as the slap noises of skin on skin, but the slap noise is all you normally hear. Bren was beginning to rock slightly and I managed to press my tongue against her clitoris to add to her stimulation. I could not really hear her breathing but it felt to me that she had stopped regular breathing and was now just taking in gulps.

Jase was now going in full flow, a steady rhythm of emptying and filling and then he pressed hard and held and I felt his balls twitch on my forehead. He pulled back slightly and then pushed in hard again and slowly he withdrew. As his cock fell from her fanny it was followed by a gush of his goop which poured over my forehead.

Bren was quivering and as Jase stepped away and my tongue gave a hard press her orgasm rolled through and she bucked once on me and then collapsed, laying flat on me. "Oh shit," she said quietly and rolled off to the side. I rolled the other way, swung my legs and got off the bed, Jase's goop dripping down my throat. I gave Jase a smile and a thumbs up and looked at Bren.

"Well Bren, how was that? Is my boyfriend any good or should I go and look for a different model?"

"Shit." She seemed to have given up on vocabulary and succumbed to only 'shit'.

"And how about you Jase? No, don't answer that, but you could pass me a tissue if that's okay?"

Jase handed me a box of Kleenex and I wiped the drips from my face and then leant forward and kissed him as passionately as I could, he kissed back, his fingers roaming in my groin as he kissed. I felt his cock twitch and harden, and I fell back on the bed pulling Jase with me. I reached down and guided his hardening cock inside me. Oh that was so much better than Bren's two fingers. I felt him fill me, stretch my fanny and as he penetrated, I felt his progress as he moved deeper into my fanny.

It was a slow shag, perhaps because he was still recharging, or perhaps because he and I were lovers and not fuckers. In my minds eye I could see his cock taking my fanny insides out with him as he pulled back, and felt them as he pushed them back inside as he re-entered. It was loving and I held him close to me as he filled me with his love and then eventually his gloop. As he climaxed I reached up and kissed him, feeling his pulses through his lips took me over the edge and I joined him in orgasming.

Jase pulled back and stood up, and I sat up and looked across at Bren. "Now then, is your brain working now Bren?"

"Yes. Wow. Okay." Bren turned to Jase and said to him, "Thank you Jase. I didn't know what to expect, and now I do. I think that you have set a high bar, I have little to compare you to, but that was a really mind blowing thing. I understand now." Jase made a sort of bow, and then Bren turned to me.

"Thank you for giving me a loan of your boyfriend, and, well, you know, the other thing, that was quite something. Now I need to find a boy that is the mix of you two. Christ that'll be a challenge."

"Well, Bren, when you do, you hang on to him." I squeezed Jase's hand, "I am lucky and you can't have Jase because I am not letting go."

I would chat privately with Bren later away from Jase and find out exactly what she had thought and felt. I was not of a mind to let Jase do that again. I was surprised at just how jealous I had felt, and how it had made me feel a lot closer to Jase and how it was no longer, for me anyway, just shagging. We had moved on in our relationship, this was something more.

 

The next day I was laying on Bren's bed looking at her ceiling. "What did you really think, now that you have time to rationalise it in your brain?"

Bren was lying next to me, her head tilted to the side looking at me. "I am still confused."

"Oh, why is that?" I asked.

"Well, I adore being with you. I love your touch, I love your kisses, your fingers in me, your tongue on me, I love, love that."

"Okay, thank you, I love it with you too. But?"

"I also liked the feel of the cock, it was an unbelievable feeling inside me, fingers and carrots don't come close."

"Okay," I was getting repetitious. "But?"

"I think I prefer you, as much as I liked him, I prefer your softer gentler feel. Boys are, oh I don't know, rougher. Like wool compared to the silk of girls."

"Okay, " really! "I love the silk, but I also love to be wrapped in wool. If, and this is a big if, if I had to choose, I would choose boys. They can be gentle, perhaps not as soft as silk, but perhaps like rayon. But, for me, nothing that you can do can come close to feeling the way a cock feels when it is deep inside me. As much as I really love going with you, do you understand?"

"Maybe. I can't help how I feel, but then I don't have much experience. I have had one cock inside me, once."

I of course had many more, but I wasn't going to let Bren know that. "Well, I don't have much more experience, just more often with Jase." I wasn't going to mention Ash, or Mrs Wilson, or the other boys, or my dad. No. Best not.

"No, okay."

"And I am not going to lend you Jase again. That was a weird feeling watching my boyfriend shag someone else's fanny and I don't think I liked it."

"Jealous?"

"Yes, I think so. I didn't expect to be, for me, up until then it was just sex and pleasure with Jase, but after watching his cock saw in and out of you from an inch away, it changed me. I am not saying I am in love, but I certainly feel different."

"How does Jase feel? Does he want to do it again with someone else?"

I didn't mention him doing it with his mum, "He says not, he says he only wants to go with me, but Jase is not stupid. He knows how I feel about it and is hardly likely to tell me that he wants to go with other girls."

"Was I that bad at it that he won't even think about going with me again? Crumbs, that is a bit of a ego blow."

"Oh no Bren, don't be silly, no, not at all, you were brilliant, he loved shagging you, it is just, he doesn't just want sex," he probably does, he's a boy after all, "he just enjoys it more when it is part of a relationship. You were great, no one would have guessed it was your first time."

Bren rolled on to her back and sat up then moved across and straddled me, her fanny atop mine, she leant forward and gently kissed my lips. I ran my tongue gently along her purse and felt the heat of her tongue as it pushed back. My hands found her breasts, pressed hard against mine, and unable to easily fondle, I lowered my hands to her bottom. I eased her buttocks apart, my fingers sliding down her crease, playing with her crinkle I went further and just managed to reach the edge of her fanny.

"Mmm, Nat, yes," she murmured into my mouth as I gently rubbed just at the edge of her fanny. "I want you so much." She stopped kissing and edged herself down my body, pausing to suckle my nipples, each hardening at her touch, before running her tongue around my navel which gave a really peculiar tickle, and then, finally, she reached my treasure. Her fingers gently eased my fanny lips apart, and as she did so I widened my legs as much as I could, and her tongue just touched the bottom of my valley.

"Oh fuck yes," oh that felt so good, like electric, but not, like tickling, but not. I felt her push her fingers inside me, I felt as they entered me, stretching like a cock, but not. Bren started to finger me, pressing in deep, her palm squashing my fanny lips back against me, and then pulling out, her fingers almost leaving me, my inside feeling empty, a void, waiting to be filled. A finger, or was it two, pushed inside and I felt it curl and a nail roughed against my little wrinkled patch inside, a new feeling, as if my inside were magnified, the ridges of my wrinkle were wide apart, and her nail flicked everyone like going the wrong way across a ploughed field.

Bren sat up and I was suddenly empty and untouched, I felt cold all of a sudden. Bren turned around and crouched above my face, her fanny lowering until it touched my lips. I teased her plump protruding inner lips apart and sent my tongue in search of her valley floor. I felt fingers teasing at my fanny lips and then at my opening. I tried to ease my hips upwards to encourage her fingers to enter. 

I bought my hand around and I ran a finger along the skin just behind her fanny, running a nail along that little crease before her bottom. I felt her twitch.

Her fingers began a gentle and rhythmic shag of my fanny, pushing in deep and then withdrawing almost all the way. Teeth nibbled softly at my clitoris, and I managed to reach her clitoris with my tongue, allowing my finger to push inside her hot wet fanny. I ran my nail over her internal crinkle, feeling each bump as I went, trying to push at her clitoris from within. My concentration was failing, I was on automatic, stroking and licking her, but my body was reaching a crescendo, my breath was held and there were bolts of electricity flowing from my groin to my nipples and my navel. The tickles became intense and my back spasmed, my orgasm exploded through me, and I collapsed back onto the bed, spent.

As I regained my senses, I realised that Bren had orgasmed too, and had rolled to the side, panting, trying to regain her composure. "Shit, who needs boys?" She asked.

I said nothing, because, as good as that was, it wasn't as good as a nice cock ploughing my furrow.

Two Cans of Cola

Two Cans of Cola

"I need to ask you something."

"Okay mum."

"Did you have sex with Jeremy?"

"Yes, why?"

"I am a bit worried that you might be being, oh I don't know, promiscuous. I worry about the effect this tablet I am taking is having on you."

"Don't worry mum, it is fine."

"Until I started taking the tablet you weren't even having sex with your boyfriend, now, well it seems like every male that comes into the house gets into your knickers."

I shrugged. So what? "It's okay mum, and that's not true anyway. It has only been Jules and dad." Mum gave me the look, "well, and Jeremy."

"It's only been five weeks Natalie."

"Mum, it's only sex, don't worry. I'll stop doing it in the house if it causing you a problem."

"No, I would rather you felt comfortable enough to have sex at home, you can even have your boyfriend stay the night, honestly that is not the problem, it is just, well, you just seem to want sex all the time, and that is unusual, and can lead to problems."

"Mum, I don't want it all the time, honestly it's fine. Jeremy, well, he was looking up my skirt and well, one thing led to another."

"I hope you were wearing knickers young lady"

"Yes mum, of course I was. Look I am not jumping into bed with every boy I meet. And I don't want sex all the time, I just don't mind when an opportunity arises. It is fine, honestly, and I don't think I want Jules to stay the night, crumbs mum, that is a step too far."

"Well, okay, only it does worry me and don't you lie to me Natalie Marie."

"As if I would mum."

Well that was an interesting turn of events. I did think mum must have had secret cameras in my room and around the house, but she never mentioned the girls, so I don't think she actually does, well, not in my bedroom at least. I think I will confine any fun with the girls to my bedroom behind a closed door. Mum was off to Auntie Peg's later, it would be her first possible confrontation with her brother, be interesting to see what mood she was in later.

Jase texted; a rain drop emoji. I chuckled and sent back an umbrella and a tree. 

So, sex in the rain this morning. I just wore a top and a skirt, no underwear, but I did put a spare top in my bag. Big rain coat over the top, grabbed my umbrella and set off.

I met Jase in the carpark at the entrance to the woods, my umbrella had kept me pretty dry, but it was a bit cooler than the last time, so I wondered if it would be as much fun.

"My mum is worried I might be having too much sex," I said after we had kissed, 

"It's a good job she doesn't know about the woods."

"Is it even possible to have too much?" Jase laughed as we made our way along the little used outer path. "I shaved my mum this morning, no issues, just a shave, so that seems to be all sorted, thank God."

"Good, I am not sure how I felt about you and your mum doing it." Well, I wasn't, it just seemed so odd, really not a British thing at all, and after Bren, I realised I didn't like sharing him.

"But you were okay with your friend Bren?"

"Well, sort of, actually, no. I don't regret asking you, because she was a friend in need, but when you actually did it, then I felt really odd, I didn't like sharing you, it made me realise that we are perhaps something more, and the thought of you with someone else makes me feel queasy inside."

"I know, I was the same, mum was wrong because it was mum, and Bren, well, it was fun, don't get me wrong, but I don't want to do it with her again. I actually only want to do it with you, no one else. And yes, it does feel as if we are something more than we were."

We had arrived at the clearing. We stopped and listened, there was the sound of falling rain and nothing else. I took my skirt off and put it in my bag, quickly took my coat and top off, my top went into the bag and my coat rested over the top, trying to keep it all as dry as possible. It did feel chilly. I turned and Jase was naked too and was just opening the groundsheet to put over our stuff.

I sat down close to the tree on a mossy patch. Ooh it was chilly on my fanny; not sure I was going to want to lay down. Jase sat next to me, I saw him wince as his bottom landed on the moss, but he didn't say anything. He turned and gently held my face and kissed me. As he kissed me, I stopped noticing the cool moss and thought more about Jase and how nice he felt. I reached down and held his cock, long, fat and as hard as needed. I rolled his skin down and back up his cock and felt his sharp intakes of breath as I did.

"Oh yes baby," Jase said into my mouth, "yes."

He leant against me in such a way that laying down was the right option, and as I lay his hand found my crease and his gentle explorations made me forget the chill, I don't think I even noticed it as I lay fully back. Still holding his cock I began a gentle stroke, pulling his skin slowly all the way down, revealing his cock tip, and then rolling it back up, hiding it once more.

I didn't need to concentrate on Jase's cock, my actions were by now automatic, this was good, because I was getting lost in what Jase was doing. His finger was moving up and down my very wet valley, dipping into my opening and then back along to gently tease my clitoris. The little shards of electricity began to shoot from my crotch, darting to my nipples and even my tongue.

"Now baby," I whispered, "I want you now."

Jase moved and lay over me, I held his cock and slid it up and down my valley then pushed it into me. "Go baby," I said softly.

He pushed and filled me. I felt his wonderful cock going in, inch by inch, spreading me wide, filling me, stretching me until I felt his belly pressing hard against mine, he was fully inside me, and I felt so full. Slowly he began to withdraw, and my fanny began to feel empty and wanting. He stopped when he was almost out, 'don't pull out more' I thought, not wanting that totally empty feeling. He pushed slowly back in, filling me once more and again I had that wonderful totally full sensation. I could feel his balls resting on my thighs and that made me feel somehow complete.

As Jase began a more urgent thrusting, I began to notice more of where we were. The wet mossy grass underneath me, the cool of the air and the raindrops landing on the parts of me not covered by Jase. He must have been getting quite a soaking on his back. "Mm baby, yes," I was loving it, the feelings were so intense, my fanny full and stretched and the wetness on my back and legs all combined into a sensation overload.

Jase started to go faster and harder and I knew his moment was close, as was mine. My breath was held in my throat and the electricity from my crotch was coursing around my body, my toes were gripping the grass, my fingers were squeezed tight and then it arrived. The explosion took my breath, my head buzzed, and I thought my heart had stopped. I almost bucked Jase off as my back arched as the orgasm took me.

As I slumped back, gasping for air, Jase rolled off me and lay beside me. "This grass is drier than my back," he said laughing.

"Fuck," was all I could manage. That had been a big one. I think I moved the earth, wow.

I had forgotten to bring some tissue, so I had the pleasures of Jase's emissions leaking out of me and dribbling down my thighs as I walked home. I hoped that there was no one in when I got home. I know that they wouldn't mind, sex was an okay thing it seemed, well mostly, but still, no girl likes anyone to see that on her legs.

I had just finished cleaning up and warming myself in the shower when I heard dad.

"You home love?" He called.

"Just in the shower dad, I'll be down in a bit." I shouted back.

I draped a towel around me and went into my room. Nice clean panties, I love the feel of cleanly laundered panties. Just the exact right size, they hug my thighs and stretch across my fanny, tight, reassuring but small and discrete. Clean white bra, blouse and skirt. Spray of EDP, as always, and then downstairs to see dad.

"Hello love," he greeted me as I walked in the kitchen. "Drink? Kettle's just boiled."

"Hello dad, no thanks, I'll just grab a water." I took a glass, ran the cold tap for a moment then filled my glass. I sat at the table. Dad was fussing around with the kettle and milk, was it worth it? I wondered.

"Your mum is worried about you." he said, his back still turned to me as he finished his tea or coffee or whatever.

"Oh, why is that dad." I replied, already guessing full well the answer.

"She is worried you are having sex with just anyone."

"Just you and Jase dad, just you and Jase."

"What about Jeremy?"

"That was a one-off dad, it just kind of happened, he was looking up my skirt and I felt all sexy and wanted."

"So, you will want to fuck any boy that looks up your skirt?"

"No dad."

"And how are you feeling now sweetheart, sexy?"

"No dad, this conversation has kind of killed that. I am going to do some studying then go to college."

"Okay sweetheart. I am assuming you saw Jase this morning, so sloppy seconds aren't my thing anyway."

"Dad!! That is so crude. I definitely don't want to go with you now." I know what he means I just tried to be a little dramatic. I went up and lay on my bed and started studying."

"Let me know when you are ready to go to college, I can drop you off." Dad shouted up the stairs. I ignored it, I was a little annoyed with him, dad isn't usually so base.

The rain had stopped when I got off the bus, and as I walked along the path home sidestepping the puzzles, a man's voice called out.

"You're Natalie from next door, aren't you? I'm Pete, Sandra's husband." I turned to face the voice. Pete was a big man that is for sure. I wouldn't say fat, just big. There seemed a lot of him. He must have been on the same bus as me.

"Yes, hi." Well, I wasn't sure what to say to him, 'your wife tastes great' probably wasn't a good idea.

"If your free tomorrow pop around, would love to meet you properly, Sandra says you were a real help with the wardrobe whilst I was away."

"Okay Pete, if I get time, I will pop round."

So, that was our neighbour who I seemingly didn't know lived there. Mum said he was 'big', well his body is sure big, but I don't think that is what she referred to.

Tea was sausages and mash. Lumpy mash, mum’s mash is usually superb. Oh well. I suppose I could always learn to cook, but it just seems such a chore to be honest and food is just food. I eat to live, not live to eat. We all went into the front room after tea and watched a cooking reality show. I have no idea why we watch it, mum takes no inspiration from it, and, well, if you can't taste it, what's the point?

"I met Pete from next door today," I announced to the room.

"Yes." Mum said, "Is he still a big chap?" And she had the cheek to wink at me.

"Yes mum, he is quite a big man. Anyway, they have asked me to go round tomorrow. I might, I know I have a college lecture tomorrow afternoon, and I don't think I need to do any prep in the morning, so, yes, I may just pop round."

"Just remember what I said yesterday Natalie Marie."

"Yes mum." Honestly, I am hardly likely to dive into bed with him with his wife there. After the cooking thing finished, I wished them goodnight and went up to my room, stripped and lay on the bed, dozing and thinking through tomorrows college subject, no, I didn't need to do any prep, so I would be free in the morning.

I guess I had been dozing for a couple of hours before I heard the unmistakable sounds. I sat up and softly padded to me door, opened it and peaked downstairs. The lounge door was open as I had left it, mum was kneeling on the settee, her face to the wall, and dad was busily licking her between her legs, his nose firmly entrenched in between the cheeks of her bum. The noises were mum's panting and repeated cries of 'yes' as dad pleasured her.

They were both naked and I could see dad's balls hanging down as he worked on mum. As he licked her, I could see that he had has cock in his hand and he was stroking it. I wondered if he would get to push his cock inside mum and shag her, or would he finish before. "Do it" mum gasped and there was my answer. Dad stood up, crouched behind mum and his cock was inside her.

"Are you ready Rache?" dad asked

"Oh god yes, fuck me Pat, fuck me hard." Oh well, I suppose that mum was still needing her daily quota. I know some people get turned on by watching sex, but I don't. It doesn't repulse me, or upset me, or attract me. I just see it for what it is, in this case, mum and dad having sex. I don't feel the need to rub myself or anything, if I feel sexy, then, that is when I will either rub myself or fuck someone. Right now, I didn't feel sexy. I went back to my room, added another dot on my calendar and lay down. I obviously feel asleep to the sounds of my parents shagging. I dreamt about the woods and Jase.

Mum and dad were out. I locked the door behind me and knocked on next door. Sandra opened the door.

"Oh, hello love, do you want to come in?"

She was wearing a robe, so I wasn't sure if I had disturbed something or not. "Oh, sorry, is it too early?"

"Oh, heavens no love, come on through." She shut the front door behind me, " we are in the kitchen we were about to go in the hot tub, you can join us if you like."

"Oh, sorry, I am interrupting aren't I. I don't have a costume."

"We don't bother with costumes love, we aren't overlooked and anyway, we don't care. We are all the same under our clothes, flavour A or flavour B."

God she did talk some strange stuff. I followed her through to the Kitchen, Pete was the other side of the table, his top was bare, I guessed the rest of him was too. Sandra took her robe off and threw it over the back of a chair. It was quite strange standing in their kitchen with them both naked. Sandra's naked body I was of course familiar with, but Pete? No. Not at all.

"Now then love, do you want a drink, and stop standing on ceremony , sit yourself down," she said pointing to the chair at the side by Pete.

"Er, no thanks Sandra, I have just finished a juice before I came round." And as I turned to sit I looked down at Pete's crotch. Fucking hell. Mum had said he was big. Jesus, his cock, which wasn't hard, was the size of two pepsi cans on top of each other. Jesus, how could anyone take that?

I sat down a little fuzzled, not sure where to look, but sure where not to look. I concentrated on Sandra, it seemed safer, but I was fascinated by Pete's cock and it was all I could do not to look at it again.

"Sandra said that you were very helpful on your visit." Pete said.

I turned to him trying to keep my eyes upwards and on his face. "Well, I tried, and I think so."

"And she said you did an excellent job after too."

I didn't know what to say, what can you say to a man when he has commented on you having sex with his wife. "Er, yes."

"I wish I had been here to see that, your tongue working its magic, you little booty bouncing in the air, yes I bet that was a sight."

"I am sure it was nothing extraordinary," I said, "I mean it was my first attempt, so it can't have been that good."

"Oh, believe me Nat," Sandra said, "It really was mind blowing and I really can't wait for a repeat."

"Er, okay." I mean what else could I say?

Pete stood up, his huge cock swing between his legs and I was mesmerised by it, I could not take my eyes off it. "You're not a virgin are you Nat, you have been with a man?" He asked.

I was a bit thrown by the question; I just hadn't expected him to be so forward. 

"Er no and yes."

"So, get your clothes off and join us in the hot tub, nothing to see that none of us haven't seen before." And with that he turned and walked out of the back door."

"Come on love, we have plenty of towels, come and join us in the hot tub." Sandra pointed to a pile of towels by their washing machine. "Take your clothes off and grab a towel and come and join us. No need to be shy, after all, you have been deep and personal with me." With that she turned and followed Pete into the garden.

I stood for a minute wondering what to do and in the end, I thought 'fuck it' and stripped, leaving my clothes in a folded pile next to the towels. I grabbed a towel and followed them into the garden.

The hot tub was at the end of their patio and was bubbling away. Pete had his back to me, and Sandra was facing me, "come on love," she called. I could not see any demure way of getting in. No matter how I did it, someone would be getting an eyeful. I just ignored the inelegance, climbed the steps and got in. Ye Gods it was hot, hence the name I suppose, but it was much hotter than I have a bath at home.

I noticed that the bubbles made it impossible to see anything in the water, and as I sat down the water covered my boobs. "Scoot over here, next to me," Sandra said, "I think you'll like that spot."

I slid around and as I sat next to her, I could feel a jet of bubbles on my fanny. "Oh Lord" I said, my breath quite taken.

"Ha ha girl," Pete said, "that'll tickle your fancy for sure."

It certainly did tickle. In fact there was quite a danger that I might even boil over. It was an incessant stimulation right up my crease and over my clitoris in the one direction and up the crease of my bottom tickling my crinkle in the other. Crumbs. Sandra leant towards me and took my hand and moved it to her crotch. 

Her legs were apart and her fanny wide open. She rubbed my fingers up and down and then pressed me hard against her clitoris, "oh fuck yes," she said.

I felt Pete take my hand and move it down to his groin. He wrapped my fingers around his cock and lay back and sighed. His cock was the biggest I had ever seen or held. My fingers didn't go all the way round, probably half way. I slipped two fingers of my left hand into Sandra, and with my right hand I was stroking Pete. It felt really surreal.

"Let's go upstairs," Sandra said and got out of the hot tub, her fanny wide and gaping as she stepped out. Pete followed, his cock hard and his balls swaying. I followed them, a towel around my shoulders just to keep the chill off after the heat of the hot tub, and we went up to their room.

"Lay here Nat, I want you, it's my turn now." I lay on the bed, my head at the end and my feet on the pillows, just as I had done with Bren. Sandra curled up on the bed beside me and started to blow down my crease, her breath pulsing over my clitoris. I widened my legs allowing my crease to open, and her fingers gently rotated around my opening. I closed my eyes and let the pleasures wash through me, and when I opened them, I realised Pete was stood there, his monstrous cock and balls hovering just above my face.

Sandra turned around and lay over me, her tongue going up and down my valley, her valley wide open and glistening above me. Before I could start to lick her, Pete stepped forward and pushed his cock at her fanny, sliding up and down her and resting at her entrance. Slowly he edged forward, I could not believe that monster was entering her, but in he went, slowly and her fanny widened and opened and engulfed him.

'Ooooo" I gasped as Sandra nibbled at my clitoris, my eyes closing again as her fingers began to move in and out, her fingers shagging me and her mouth sucking me. Electric jolts began to seek my navel and then my nipples, and also ran up the crease of my backside, dipping at my crinkle as they went. I pushed my head back and opened my eyes. Pete was now fully fucking her, albeit slowly, his long fat cock going in and then pulling out, but he didn't seem to go all the way in, when he stopped pushing in, there was at least my hand width still out. I closed my eyes and went back to my body.

Sandra was gently nibbling my clitoris, sometimes licking, sometimes sucking, sometimes chewing, and sometimes, frustratingly, she took her mouth away and all I could sense was the softness of her breath. Her fingers, it felt like at least three, were pushing in as far as she could, her palm pressing down and flattening my inner lips, my fanny feeling the pressure at its end, and then she would pull her fingers almost entirely out, leaving me feeling empty, voided.

I looked up and Pete was still gently fucking Sandra inches from my face. It didn't have the same effect on me as Jase fucking Bren, I am not emotionally involved here, as I am with Bren and Jase, it was difficult to see what I was watching as my eyes kept closing as Sandra worked on my fanny. I could feel my moment approaching, my fanny tensed and began to clamp around Sandra's fingers, my hips rose and then as my orgasm hit with the force of an exploding pressure cooker, my back arched, and I almost threw Sandra off.

"Oh my God Pete," Sandra called out, "she has cum."

I opened my eyes and saw Sandra's fanny extending around his cock, her skin following up his cock as he pulled out. Pete slowed and then he slowly withdrew his cock, pulling completely out.

He knelt down and spoke quietly to my face. "I would love to fill you, so see how much of me you can take."

That was a scary thought. "I think that I am too small for you," I said.

"Let's try" he said, "I will be very careful. You lay on Sandra the way she lay on you and give her the loving she just gave you."

Oh God, what had I let myself in for? I sat up and moved aside, and Sandra lay down in my place. I carefully lay atop her and inhaled the aroma from her fanny. She was still gaping from Pete's invasion, but I knew that she would soon closeup. I ran my tongue around her gaping fanny and licked inside as far as my tongue would reach. I felt nudging at my fanny as Pete pressed his cock at my opening.

Thanks to Sandra I was wet, as wet as I could be, and I felt myself begin to stretch as Pete began to push inside me. It hurt, oh it hurt as he pushed and stretched my fanny more than it had ever stretched before, and as he began to fill me, the pain eased a little, and I began to feel the pleasure of being full. So full, I had never ever felt like this. It felt how I imagined an arm would feel inside me, not a cock.

As I took his massive cock I licked Sandra's valley, sucking up her juices, trying to give her an experience once more. It was difficult to concentrate as the pressure within my groin just grew and grew, more pressure than I had ever felt, more than I ever expected. I pushed my tongue up her valley, moving her hood to one side and chewed gently on her clitoris. I had four fingers inside her, a gentle finger shag in and out, and as my fingers went in as far as they could, my thumb pressed on her crinkle partially entering her there too.

I felt Pete was all the way in that I could take, and he must have sensed it too as he stopped pushing and started withdrawing. There was a huge sense of both relief and loss, relief that the pressure eased, loss at the void he left behind. Just as I thought he was about to pull out completely, he pushed back in, relentlessly filling my fanny fuller than ever before.

I was still working Sandra's fanny, my tongue and teeth at her clitoris, my four fingers at her opening and inside her. I felt her breath begin to gasp and her fanny began to tighten around my fingers. I sped up my finger movement and her hips rose and she started mumbling 'yes' as I worked her. Her orgasm hit and she began to buck, my thumb pressed fully into her as my fingers were clamped deep inside her.

Pete began to speed up, I could no longer pay attention to Sandra, perhaps he had waited, I don't know, but now everything was centred on my crotch, the massive cock sawing in and out of me, his tempo increasing, and I was sure he was now fucking me faster than he had fucked her.

"Here it comes girl" he almost shouted, and I felt him hold deep inside of me and the cool spurt after spurt as he finished inside me. His cock softened but didn't seem to get any smaller, and I felt the deep emptiness as he slowly pulled out.

"Jesus girl," he said, "you are a joyous fuck. I never thought to ask, but I came inside you hard, I will have flooded your womb."

'Yeah, thanks for asking' I thought. "I'll deal with it," I said, well, let him worry a bit. I was sure that my fanny was wide and gaping and that it would take a while to close, Sandra's was still loose, so I didn't expect mine to tighten back up any time soon.

"How did that feel?" Sandra asked, "because it felt hot to me."

"Oh, well, I haven't had sex much, and Pete is bigger than I have had, so, it felt, well, filling. It was difficult to concentrate on doing you whilst he was doing me."

"Hell girl, you were brilliant," Pete added, "I would love you in our bed again, and again. It was so hot watch you go down on Sandy, I almost came there and then."

"Yes, Nat, you are an excellent fanny lover, you are really sure you don't do this all the time?"

"No, I don't, you are the only woman I have been with." Still true, the others are still, like me, girls.

"Christ, you are a natural."

I was feeling a little embarrassed, I am not sure why, but I felt fully out of my depth. "I have college this afternoon, I ought to go and get ready."

"Okay love, your clothes are in the kitchen, just pull the door too after you. I have a cock that I need to clean," Sandra said as I stood up, leaking as I walked. Yuk. 

 

Up Close, Very Personal

Up Close, Very Personal

Dad left and it was just me and mum in the kitchen. "Let's go up mum, I want a 

little you and me, I'll just hit the shower, I know you went earlier after you got up."

"Are you sure sweetheart, only your dad and I made love earlier, I might not be as clean as I should be."

"Oh mum, don't be silly you've showered, and yes, I know you made love, I heard you earlier, it sounded good and I want to taste you."

"Oh, my goodness. Okay I will be up in a few minutes, my bedroom, okay?"

"Perfect mum, you go up and lay on the bed, your feet at the pillow end, and after my shower, I shall come in and we can enjoy each other."

I went up and left my robe in my bedroom and had a quick shower. I was ready and went to mum's room, she was laying on the bed, her feet on the pillow, her head over the bed end, looking at me upside down. I knelt before her and gently kissed her. "Enjoy mum, enjoy," I whispered and moved slowly down her body. I licked her left nipple, and then chewed a little at her right nipple, my fingers sliding between the lips of her sex.

I sucked at her navel and then moved towards her sex, dropping small kisses on the way, and took a deep breath, inhaling her aroma, unable to detect any hint of her earlier session with dad, before blowing down the crease of her sex and running a finger around her opening. As I enjoyed her sex, I knelt at the end of the bed and rested my fanny on mum's face, her tongue began darting between my lips, sliding into my valley, mmm, lovely, I did the same to her.

I felt her fingers as they pushed slowly inside me, her tongue licking my clitoris, my vagina began to pulse at her touch. I sucked three fingers into my mouth, licked them until they were really wet and then slowly pushed them inside mum, I wanted her to really feel stretched, the way she would have done earlier when dad shagged her. My fingers worked in and out of mum, her fanny clamping my fingers as they moved. I pushed my fingers upwards inside her, and then down, always moving gently in and almost out, whilst I gently lapped at her clitoris, her breath beginning to falter, I felt she was getting close.

My fanny stretched and I felt him, I hadn't heard him enter the room, but he was pushing his cock inside me, mum's fingers already there, I was so stretched. Mum startled as dad entered me, her eyes would have had a real close up of dad as he started shagging me, and I felt her shudder, her breath gasping. She must have felt dad's cock slide along her fingers as he shagged me. 

After a few moments I felt her fingers pull out, oh that was much more comfortable, just leaving my dad's cock inside me, thrusting, pushing deep, pulling back, and thrusting again. I tried to time my fingers inside mum with my dad's thrusting inside me, synchronised as I lightly touched at her clitoris with my tongue.

Dad was going faster, I imagined his balls bouncing off mum, my juices dripping into her head as dad shagged me, the slap sound echoing around must have been loud in mum's ears. I wondered if she were holding his balls as he shagged me, I wondered what was going through her mind as she watched her husband's cock inside her daughter. Mum had stopped licking or touching me, but I hadn't stopped on her. My fingers were still inside her, going at the same pace as dad, my tongue dabbing at her clitoris, a finger on my other hand was gently stroking the small crease of skin behind her sex. I felt dad begin to slow but press deeper, I did the same with my fingers.

He spurted, and again, and again, deep within me, I felt his spurts as he finished, and my fanny clamped and spasmed around him as I finished too, not an explosion, but definitely fireworks. I felt dad's cock slip out of me, I wondered if my fanny dripped his juices onto mum, I tried to squeeze to make sure they did. I felt mum orgasm and her body tense and relax and I heard dad as he left the room, and the shower started. I slowly pulled my fingers out of mum and kissed her fanny before rolling to my side and looking at mum.

Her forehead and eyes were covered in dad's sperms and my juices, her eyes barely open. "Okay mum?" I asked.

"You planned this didn't you?"

"Yes mum, I hope that you don't mind."

"Fuck no." Mum never swears. "That was intense. My hand around his penis inside you as he moved, the skin of your vagina hugging his penis as it moved out, then disappearing as he pushed in. His testicles bashing against my head, the sounds. It was unbelievable, and in my most erotic dreams, I could never have imagined what I have just experienced."

"Well, you did say that you wished you could have seen it when dad shagged me yesterday, so I had a quiet word with dad. He wasn't too sure, but I promised him it would be okay, that he could sneak in, sneak out and let you assimilate what you saw and experienced. I promised him it would be okay. He only agreed because I told him that you wanted to see him do it to me. We planned that he would leave this morning, park around the corner then walk back and quietly let himself in, come upstairs and do as you had wished."

"It was wonderful. Just so erotic, so unbelievably animal. Is he usually like that with you?"

"How you mean mum, like what?"

"Er, well put his penis in, make love, and then leave?"

"No mum," I laughed, "he is just a bit nervous today as he wasn't sure how you would react. I will go to my room now mum, and I suggest that you go and join dad in the shower, show him it is okay."

I got up and went quickly to my room. I would shower later when mum and dad finished. As I lay on my bed, tissue plugging my fanny, I could hear mum and dad in the shower. It sounded like mum was using her hand on dad, I wondered if they would end up shagging, I hoped mum could revive dad enough if that is what she wanted.

Wow. I mean, that was an experience, but one I never wanted to do again. I don't mind going with mum, don't mind dad going with me, I don't mind watching them with each other, but I really don't want to be a third, not with mum and dad, that just messed with my head too much. No amount of mum's hormones would fix that.

After the session this morning, I wanted to get out of the house and leave mum and dad alone with what we had done. I quickly showered and dressed and caught a bus into town. I didn't really have a plan, just, get out, leave them to it. I was drinking a weak latte in Jamaica Java when a voice interrupted.

"You're the lass from thirty-three, aren't you? I live just up the road." I looked up, a man, I guess about the same age as my parents was standing there, a coffee in his hand. He was fatter than dad and had less hair, his clothes were perhaps just a little tired. I nodded a yes.

"I've been meaning to have a word with you, do you mind if I sit a minute?"

"No that's fine," I said wondering what he would want to talk about.

"Only, you live with your mum and dad?" I nodded.

"Can I show you a photo?"

"Okay." I said wondering where on earth this was going.

He fiddled with his phone for a moment then showed me a picture. Shit, how the hell did he have that? It was me and dad, both naked on dad's bed, obviously shagging.

"Why are you showing me porn?" Was all I could think of to say.

"I think we both know that is not porn."

I shrugged, I didn't know where this was heading, I was still a bit stunned that he somehow had a picture of me and dad.

"Here is another," he said, again fiddling with his phone before showing me another. This was me and mum, again naked and obviously having sex.

"Now, I usually don't really care what people do in their own house, but as they are your parents, then I wonder what social services would think? Parents corrupting their daughter. Besides the fact that incest is illegal anyway."

I wasn't sure if it was illegal, I was of age anyway. But if he did go and show this to the social it could get ugly and public and that would be devastating for mum and dad.

"So?" I said.

"I could be persuaded not to go to the social."

"You realise I am at college? I have no money to pay a blackmailer." I was struggling to think straight.

"Why don't I give you a lift back in my car and we can talk about how you can persuade me to keep quiet?"

The journey back to his house, literally a few doors up on the opposite side of the road was quiet. I didn't want to say anything, and he didn't say anymore until we pulled up at his house. "Here we are then, come inside."

I followed him inside his house, and he shut the front door behind me. "Come into the lounge," he said, his house was similar to ours, and I followed him into his front room. He gestured for me to sit down. "Now then," he said as I sat, pulling my skirt tight to my legs, my knees firmly together. "How shall we resolve this?"

"I don't know," I said.

"Well now, as you can see, I live alone, and I don't get the benefit of company such as I saw on the photo's."

"Well, you could always go and meet people or do that swipe right thing." I was feeling right out of my depth.

"I could, yes, but I have you here now, and I would feel very much less inclined to show anyone the photographs if I were suitably entertained."

"What?" Was he saying he wanted me to shag him for his silence?

"You know what I mean girl," he said as he started to undo his shirt, revealing a very hairy chest with man boobs. "You know very well what I mean."

What could I do? I hadn't had time to think, I couldn't see a way out of this, but I really didn't want to do what he wanted. He started to undo his belt. I needed to buy some time so I could think.

"You want me to, you know, use my hand on you?" I hoped that would be all, that he would be happy with that.

"Goodness no girl, I can do that to myself. I want you to do much more, and you can start by taking those provocative clothes off."

I didn't think my clothes were provocative at all, nothing showed, only from my knees down. His trousers were now undone, and he let them fall to the floor, stepping out of them and then removing his shirt, leaving him standing in just his underpants. I got up.

"No," I said, "I am not doing anything with you, I am leaving, and I am going to report you to the police." I walked to the door.

"Okay then, you do that, and when they call round, I shall show them the photos of you with your parents, having sex. I shall say that you sent them to me, and that you said that you wanted some variety, but that I refused and sent you packing. They might not believe my story, but they will for fucking sure investigate you fucking your parents. Now stop being fucking stupid and get over here and suck my cock." 

As I turned to him, he pulled his underpants down. His cock was the smallest I had seen. Not that I have seen that many.

He was right, it would end up being investigated, it would end up being a horror in the papers and on TV.

"Come on girl, get them clothes off, I want to see your cunt." He really was a horrible man. I had no choice. I wondered if I could just get away with sucking him. I pulled my top off and then undid and let my skirt fall, bending to pick it up and put it on his settee with my top. "And the rest girl," he rasped. I undid my bra and then slid down my panties and turned to face him, both naked, one of us wishing it wasn't happening.

I went and was about to kneel before him when his hand darted forward and rubbed between my legs and his pushed a finger inside me. It hurt a little.

"See, you want me girl, I can tell." No, no I didn't, I really didn't. "Bend over the settee."

Oh shit. I turned away and bent forward, resting my hands on the settee, "Come on girl, open your legs," he almost shouted.

I moved my feet further apart and I felt his cock between my legs. "Put it in girl," he said.

I reached underneath and took his cock and rubbed it up and down my valley and then positioned him at my opening and moved my hips back, forcing his cock inside me. He sighed and then started to move. Back and forth, in me and back out. Luckily, he wasn't big enough to cause me discomfort, I just hated the circumstance. I closed my eyes and tried to think of college, it didn't take him long and he finished, just one spurt.

I just wanted to go home and shower him out of me, to wash away what he had left, I could only think of one thing to unsettle him.

"I am fertile today. You didn't use a condom. You may have made me pregnant."

It didn't bother him. "That's okay girl, when your belly gets too big for me to fuck, I'll fuck your arse and then you can use your slut mouth to clean me." He really was repulsive. I had to think of something, this had to stop.

"Now then girl. I will see you tomorrow. You can suck me first and then I will fuck you, then you can suck me hard again and I will fuck you again. We'll really make sure to knock you up slut, now fuck off out of my house, cunt."

I had the beginnings of an idea, finally. I quickly put my top and skirt back on, my underwear went into my bag, and I left his house and went home. I needed to shower him off and out of me, and then I needed to google some images that I could edit. And I would need mum and dad out of the house before I could use the printer. I had a small clean bottle in my dresser, one that you decant liquid makeup into for holiday flights. I opened it and let the rest of him drip out of me into it. 

I wasn't sure why, but it just seemed sensible to hang onto it, just in case, it would back up my idea if the worst came to the worst.

After my shower I managed to find what I needed online, downloaded the documents and images, and used photoshop to alter the images and then printed them off. I was ready. I wouldn't really be able to stop him, if he really wanted to keep at me, but I had a plan that I hoped would work.

That night as I lay in bed daydreaming of Jase, I heard mum and dad shagging, I don't think they bother closing their door anymore. Luckily, they didn't ask me to join in with them. There were dots on every day on my calendar, some days, in fact most days, had more than one dot. None of the dots included my involvement.

I chatted with mum and dad over breakfast, my mind mostly on my plans, but still trying to ensure I responded sensibly to their chitter chat. I waited a while after they had gone, went through my printouts again, put on an old pair of panties, an old top, and an old skirt. Not knowing how this would go I didn't want to risk any new clothes.

He answered as soon as I knocked on his door. "I knew you would come back for a proper fuck," were his words of greeting. 

I followed him in and into his front room again. He pulled his top off and his trousers down, no underwear, he was naked. "Come on girl, you know what to do."

I knelt before him and leant forward; his cock didn't have the nicest aroma. I took his balls in my hand and gently squeezed.

"Careful girl, not too hard." he said. I squeezed a little harder.

"Now I have your attention you bastard," I said, "don't move or I will rip your balls off with my bare hands. I am going to tell you what you don't know."

I looked up, his face was red, and I knew I had his attention. "Those are not my parents. In my bag I have papers that prove who I am, that they are not my parents, that I am in fact three years older than you think. I came to stay with them when I was much younger after my parents were killed and I had no relatives, but I had missed three years of school, so I just pretended I was younger than I was so I could finish school. They took me in. I am a fully grown woman not related to them and I can have sex with any one I want."

His face looked angry; I squeezed his balls a little tighter. "When you came in me yesterday you mixed your DNA with mine in a way that can only happen in sex. When I got home, I cleaned myself out and put all your disgusting stuff in a jar, ready for the police. In a moment, when I let go of your balls, I shall rip my underwear, just the way it would be ripped in a rape. More evidence for the police. When I go to the police, I shall tell them that you kept following me, trying to take photo's up my skirt on the bus, so much so, that I stopped going upstairs on the bus. I shall tell them that we often thought that we heard a drone outside our windows." I had no idea how he took those photographs; it was all I could think of; it was a guess.

I squeezed just a little tighter, the colour seemed to drain from his face. "Now then, are you going to delete those photographs?" I tweaked his balls a little, he nodded. "Are you ever going to bother me again?" He shook his head mouthing a 'no'. I had my fake paperwork ready in case he called my bluff, he didn't.

I still had his balls tight in my hand. I reached up under my skirt with my other hand and pulled hard at my old panties, we both heard them rip. "There," I said, "along with your disgusting sperm from yesterday that is evidence of rape, and I have put an old bra that I tore into your wheelie bin and pushed it right to the bottom." I lifted my top enough to show him I wasn't wearing a bra. "I will tell the police that when I managed to get away, I couldn't find my bra, that it must still be here. That will really convince them. So, am I ever going to hear from you again?"

He shook his head vigorously. I still really wanted to pay him back so I squeezed his balls as hard as I could, really with all my strength and I held them tight, not letting go. His knees sagged, and he gagged. I let go and stepped away, I didn't want him to vomit on me. He fell to the floor, gagging, holding his balls.

I turned away and left running, leaving his door open, and I made a point of looking like I was crying and clutching at my clothes. I wanted to look for all the world like a rape victim in case any neighbours happened to be looking out. Of course, I hadn't hidden a bra in his wheelie bin, but I knew today was fortnightly bin day and his bin was probably full, and it would serve him right trying to find a non-existent bra in it with two weeks food and other waste.

It was a gamble. I didn't know if it would work, but I didn't know any gangsters to help me out, that had been a silly first thought, quickly dismissed, I didn't want to involve my parents, they would only worry, and of course I was their child and of course I wasn't three years older. It was from a story I had read long ago on an online girl’s forum; it had been based on truth, I adapted it and hoped he was stupid and scared enough to believe it.

At home I showered, not that he had touched me, but I had touched him, and I wanted to cleanse myself of him completely. I put my little bottle and the clothes from today into a bag and pushed them to the back of my wardrobe. I hoped that I would never need them.

Jase came round after lunch, he had a few hours before he had to go to work. I decided to make up another story for him, it would take my mind off the events of the morning.

"My dad shagged me again this morning."

"Oh wow, was your mum around?"

"I don't think so, I think she had gone to work. I had just showered and was sitting on my bed wearing just my robe. Dad tapped the door and walked in."

"Okay, didn't he wait?"

"No, he just walked in. It seems we all leave our doors open now. Anyway, as I turned to speak to him my robe gaped, he would have had an eyeful of my boobies."

"No man could resist," He said as he reached across and fondled my left boob, opening my robe, seeing that I was naked beneath it.

"He pushed me back and I lay down, my robe covering one boob, but leaving the rest of me visible."

"And open," Jase said, his hand moving down to my crotch. I lay back and continued to speak.

"He ran a finger down between the lips of my sex, running along the floor of my valley."

"Like this?" Jase asked as he ran a finger between the lips of my sex, my valley floor seemingly wet to his touch.

"Yes," I whispered. I regained composure and continued with my story. "His finger moved up and then down to my opening and he pushed inside me a little and his finger moved around."

Jase moved his finger up and then down to my opening and then he pushed inside me a little and his finger moved around in circles inside me.

"Yes, just like that," I gasped.

"As his finger moved around inside me, I heard him undoing his zip with his other hand. His finger inside me began pushing deeper." My fantasy was unfolding.

I felt Jase's finger deeper inside me, his palm pushing against my lips, pressing into my valley. I heard him pull his shorts down.

"Dad removed his finger, leaving me feeling empty and wanting, he stood and pushed off his trousers and underpants. I could see his hard cock, ready, wanting."

Jase slipped his finger out and moved his hand away from me, stood up and pushed his shorts and underpants off. I could see his beautiful hard cock, a small bead of white at the end.

"Dad leant over me, his cock touching my sex, he steadied himself with one hand, and used his other to rub his cock up and down my valley then position it at my opening."

Jase leant over me, his cock touching my sex, he steadied himself with one hand, and used his other to rub his cock up and down my valley then position it at my opening and began to slowly push in.

"Dad pushed in and then started move, in deep, back to almost out, in deep, almost out. My fanny gripped him, it wanted him inside me."

Jase started move, in deep, back to almost out, in deep, almost out, faster and harder. My fanny gripped him, it wanted him inside me. I felt Jase's cock rub against my wrinkle inside, I felt him when he reached my depth and pushed my inside, I felt him as his belly pressed my clitoris.

"I felt dad's cock rub against my wrinkle inside, I felt him when he reached my depth and pushed my insides, I felt him as his belly pressed my clitoris, I felt his every movement as he shagged his daughter's fanny."

Jase shagged as hard as he ever had, pressing deep inside me, his cock stretching my fanny , his balls slapping my thighs, I gasped, any thoughts of continuing my fiction evaporated as Jase took over my body. 

"Oh god yes Jase," I mumbled, the slap of his shagging loud in my ears, and as I felt his spurts, my bottom clinched, my fanny spasmed and gripped his cock, and the jolts spread from my fanny to my navel, to my nipples and my orgasm rolled through my body, me shaking, stuttering, mumbling and slowly, once more, breathing.

"Dad finished inside me," I managed, "and his cock slowly slid out, making a slurping noise as it fell."

Jase's cock was still hard and was still inside me.

"Dad got up and collected his clothes, blew me a kiss and left, leaving me with a gaping fanny dripping his sperms and my juices, them puddling on the bed beneath me.

Jase began to move again, his still hard cock sliding in my fanny, his sperms escaping along the side of his cock. Faster and harder he moved, my body unable to react, I was spent from my orgasm, I lay there as Jase shagged me to his completion, I barely felt his spurts, I just lay there.

"That was hot," Jase said. "Hotter than me fucking mum again."

I didn't want the story, not if I were to participate, I was too done in. "Tell me tomorrow baby," I said, "You've done me in just now."

"What did dad say, mum?" We were alone in the kitchen, dad was out.

"What did dad say when sweetheart?" Mum asked.

"After, you know, yesterday, when you joined him in the shower, or later, you know, what did he say? Was he okay about it?"

"Oh, okay sweetheart, he was fine, just a little nervous about how I would react, you know, he said it was one thing for me to know you and he are having sex, it is quite another for me to actually see it."

"And him to see us doing it mum, that must have taken him a little aback."

"Yes. He said it had messed with his brain. I kind of tried to show him that I loved him in the shower and then again in the bedroom."

"How mum?"

"Natalie Marie, there are somethings that we don't talk about."

"Why mum? After what we did with each other, with dad, why are there things we don't talk about? So, how mum?"

"Oh, I suppose you are right. I used my hand on his penis in the shower, and then when we went back to the bedroom, I used my mouth on him if you really must know. And then when he was ready, I sat on him and put him inside me, and we rocked a gentle love together."

"Okay mum, and how do you feel about it, now later, after all is done?"

"I don't want to do that again. I don't want you and me and dad in the same bed together making love. I don't mind you and dad, I don't mind me and you, but I absolutely prefer me and your dad. And I absolutely do not ever want to see dad making love to you. I cannot unsee what I saw."

"I am sorry mum, I thought it was what you wanted to see."

"Oh, sweetheart, no, you did right, but I just don't want to see it again."

"Okay mum, I love you."

"I love you too Natalie, I love you too."