Date: Thu, 3 Feb 2005 22:29:58 +1100 (EST)
From: David Jansen <iamdayman@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: hot summer's day 3 (mf, ffm, inc, snow)

In my Uncle's House.

My determination grew as I drifted further from May and Jane. Fucking Tony
was just not enough any more. I needed to feel that smooth skin of a
woman's face, the softness of her naked breasts under my lips and
fingers. I wanted to tongue her clit, lapping her vagina, tasting the
flowing juice of a woman's arousal. I wanted the wet feel of a woman's
pussy wrapped around my dick as I spurted my semen into her. I wanted to
fuck my mother.

Diana was a beauty, dark lustrous hair, full figure; that is big tits, wide
hips and had an unblemished fair skin. She never raised her voice because
she never had to. Diana spoke and everyone listened, such was her
authority. And here I was, determined to undermine that authority and, if I
had to, blackmail my way into her body.

One day I got a call from Greg, my cousin, Uncle James's son who asked me
if I wanted to go to a baseball game that Saturday. My heart jumped into my
mouth as just a few moments before, Momma said that on Saturday, she wanted
to go to see her brother. Dad would be working in the garden and we all had
other things to do. I asked Greg if his dad was coming and he told me no,
Uncle James would be working on his company's quarterly reports. This was
why Greg and his mother would be going to the game. I told him sorry, I was
going fishing with friends. While I was thinking that, I had already worked
out a basic idea of what I was really going to be doing.

Planning is an important part of successful scheming. I knew that it would
take me about an hour to get to Uncle James's place on my bicycle, and it
would take Momma about twenty minutes in the car, so I needed to know what
time she was going to leave. I also had to try to figure out what would
happen once I got there. What would I do, how would they react, what could
I get. I knew what I wanted, but would they cooperate?  I had the thought,
what if May was wrong? How could I cover my presence there? I am supposed
to be fishing, but I dismissed this as being unnecessary, it would be OK.

How would I react, under the same circumstances, fear at first followed by
anger; fear of exposure and anger at being trapped by a 14-year-old. I had
no idea how to do this except the general view that I could use the fear to
blackmail them and ignore the anger. The big day came too soon; I still had
no idea how this was going to work. I found out what time Momma was
leaving, and I began my long ride over to Uncle James's an hour before.

I got to a small shopping mall that was not far from Uncle James's place,
from where I would see Momma's car, if she came this way. I waited for
about ten minutes and there, just going past was Momma. With an increase in
tension, I waited another ten minutes and rode the last few minutes to
Uncle James's place. Quietly, but with a thumping heart, I wheeled the bike
into the driveway, to the back of the house. This was a critical moment,
for if I were seen, if they were still in the front of the house, and not
in the kitchen or bedroom, they would probably see me. I knew the back door
would be unlocked, so I could get in, as long as the door did not squeak. I
must have been about 15 minutes behind Momma, so there was a good chance I
would get away with this part of it.

Listening carefully, I opened the back door and put my head inside. I could
not hear anything, so I went in. Silently I closed the door and tip toed to
where the master bedroom was. The nearer I got the more I could hear what
was happening. May was right; Momma and Uncle James were having sex. I was
in the best position to fuck my mother and her brother. The bedroom door
was open and I just stood there, in the doorway, watching what was
happening on the bed.

I had a good view of two naked people, Diana underneath, her legs wrapped
around James's hips, James, his knees spread for leverage, pumping his big
dick into Diana's pussy. I could see right into that area; James's balls
were tight to the base of his dick. Diana was thrusting upward to take as
much of James's dick into her as she could. Moaning and gasping they were
completely oblivious to the rest of the world, and to me. I just stood
there, taking in that wonderful view.

Their actions were becoming faster, more frantic, James thrusting harder
and Diana pulling him into her. "Ohhhh I am cumming" she said and I saw she
too seemed to convulse, just like May. She hugged James as hard as she
could and James thrust harder and harder until he too gasped and stuttered
and moaned his ejaculation. I just stood there with this huge erection,
wanting to pull it out and play with it, but I waited, patiently.

Breathing heavily, they separated and James fell off her, with his
half-flaccid cum and semen covered dick almost standing straight up. For
some reason, Diana looked up and stared directly into my eyes. Her own eyes
widened in shock and she pushed James who immediately sat up, looking at
me.

"Oh, you can ignore me" I said, with a calmness I certainly did not feel.

"Wha..wha...wha." James stammered and Diana thrust her hands down over her
dripping mons, she seemed to change her mind and put one across her
magnificent breasts.

The initial shock was quickly being replaced with fear. Diana first, then
James were both afraid of their secret being exposed for all to see. Just
as rapidly, I saw James starting to become angry. "What the fuck are you
doing here?" He demanded harshly. He obviously expected me to back down a
little.

"Watching you fuck, of course," I replied, calmly. I knew he would arouse
himself even worse than this, so I had to remain calm and collected. If I
reacted with the slightest hint of fear or uncertainty, anything could
happen.

"You spying on us you dirty little bastard!"

"No." I replied, "Just confirming what I had actually known for ages. I saw
you last Christmas, you touched Momma, when you thought no one was near
you. It wasn't the touch of a brother and sister."

"Just you be quite, and say nothing, ever!!" He demanded.

"Or what? You going to knock me on the head and bury me in the garden?" I
was deliberately being sarcastic here, some people would do just that to
protect themselves, but not my uncle and mother.

"That is a good idea!" James snarled. Diana was getting more and more upset
at the way this was going.

"No!" she said, rather sharply, desperately wanting to be elsewhere.

"It's OK, Momma" I said, "This is simple blackmail, that is all. I caught
you, now to keep me quiet, you will do as I ask, the both of you, when I
ask you."

"Oh" Diana said, "And what would that be?"

"Nothing overly outrageous, just the obvious"

"No, David," she replied, "I am not having sex with my son."

"Oh?" I asked, "It OK to have sex with your brother, but not your son?"

"David, please understand," Diana said, "James is an adult, you are not. We
know what we are doing, but do you know what you are asking?"

"Yes, I do!" I stated clearly. "I am demanding an incestuous relationship
with my mother and my uncle!"

"Whoa..whoa boy" said James, "With me?? I understand about your mother, but
ME?"

"Ever sucked cock, James?" I asked.

"No! And I am not likely to." He replied, completely overlooking the
non-use of the honorific, uncle. I knew I was going to get what I wanted,
but still I had to convince them.

For the next half-hour, I did not shift from my original
position. Eventually I said, "Look we can discuss this all day, but here is
the deal. Today, here and now. This is the first and last time I will
involve you, James. I am more curious about sucking you than anything else,
but you will have to suck me, again more for curiosity than anything else."
I had no intention of letting him know the true extent of my experience.

While we were talking, they were calming down, and Diana was no longer
trying to cover herself. James had not made any attempt to do so, and was
trying to figure a way out of this trap I had him in. "Momma, you and me
twice more, both times of my choosing and under any circumstance I
want. Outside of this, you are both free to do as you please. I give you my
word I will not, under any circumstance, tell anyone of what has happened
here."

"That is it? Three times?" Diana asked. James was somewhat incredulous.

"Yes, that is all. I am very curious, I love you and I really do not want
to hurt you, just want to love you like any man would."

I could see that James was not overly worried about me saying anything now,
but he was unhappy at the idea of sucking my dick. Diana was harder to
read. Simple calculations were obviously flying through her head but I had
no idea of which way she would jump. I pointed out to them that time was
marching on, and we had already wasted about an hour or so.  I moved around
the bedroom, eventually sitting on the bed. Talk went on though and it was
becoming obvious that this is the way adults deal with unpleasant
problems. They avoid seeking a resolution, talk about it until
circumstances change thereby narrowing the range of available options. To
circumvent any further argument, I quickly undressed.

Diana's eyes popped open when I was naked, even she could not ignore my
erection. "My," she said, "you have grown up."

"More than a little, now just lay back Momma, and let me kiss you." I said.

Although a little hesitant, she did comply, and with her surrender, so did
James. I leant over the bed and latched onto Diana's breasts, suckling
them. I kissed and sucked the nipples, which did me the courtesy of
standing up. My left hand gently squeezed the other breast and my right
hand stroked her body, moving closer and closer to her dark haired mons.

My hand found its goal and I ran my fingers over her moistened slit. James
was sitting back, not sure what to make of this, when Diana held out an arm
to him, indicating he should join in.  Reaching out with her other hand,
Diana took hold of my dick and began masturbating me. I felt for her clit
and finding that little nubbin I coaxed it into swelling. Diana took a
firmer grip of my dick and pulled me towards her. Moving her head, she slid
her lips over the knob and the rest of it into her mouth.

James had still not moved and I saw Diana motioning to him. I continued to
touch Diana and enjoy her sucking me. Finally James moved, he got onto the
bed and lowered his head to her pussy, replacing my fingers. The slurping
sounds of Diana sucking me and James licking her were a real turn on for
me. I just escaped into the total pleasure I was getting from it. Momma
pumped her hips faster and faster into James's mouth, as I pumped my dick
into hers and squeezed her nipples.

James moved and lifting himself, he positioned himself so he could enter
Diana. This roaring great erection slid into Diana easily, and within a few
moments, James started gasping like he was going to cum. And he did, I
could not believe it! Here was James cumming in just a few moments and
without saying a word.  He puled out of Diana and just flopped back onto
the bed. Again his half-erect cock was pointing towards me, begging me for
some attention. I pulled out of Diana's mouth and quietly said, "Watch me,
Momma".

I moved down the bed a little and just kissed Diana across the belly,
reaching out, I took hold of James and gently rubbed his really wet
dick. He did not move at first, but when he felt my head over him, he began
to move, I just took hold of his balls told him to lie still and enjoy
himself. He subsided, and I lowered my mouth onto his dick, just like I had
with Tony.

I swallowed the mixture of his semen and Diana's moist pussy. I sucked my
uncle's softening dick like I had not sucked Tony's, and was rewarded with
a re-hardening of that flaccid stem. I took him into my mouth as deep as I
could, but he was considerably larger than Tony. I relaxed the muscles at
the back of my throat as best I could and barely managed to overcome the
gag reflex. I slid up and down his dick removing all the juices that were
there, replacing it with my own saliva. I sucked for a few moments and
running my tongue around the knob I felt his deep moan of pleasure.

"Shhheeessshhh, you really know how to suck cock, David," James said. "We
can learn something from him babe. Where did you learn this?" Diana was
astounded.

I said nothing, just continued to suck him. I tasted some moisture from the
eye of his dick and greedily swallowed it. This was followed by more, and I
kept it in my mouth, allowing it to coat the inside as I tongued the rim of
his knob. I just sucked and sucked, giving him a lot of pleasure. Diana too
was getting in on it. She moved from where she was, and I moved to
accommodate her, so again she could suck me. I felt James's dick swelling
in my mouth, and soon his knob spasmed a little as it jerked like it was
cumming. There was not a lot of spurting, more action than semen, but he
certainly did not mind.

Disengaging from James, I told Diana I wanted to be inside her. She moved
again to let me in and I climbed on top of her, my lover, my mother. I
entered her and I was so aroused that I could not help myself. I just came
inside her, almost as soon as I was in her. I felt Diana's disappointment,
but without saying a word, I slid down her body I used my tongue to clean
her out. I found the clit and rubbed my tongue over it the same way as Jane
and May had demanded. Just with my tongue, brought her to an orgasm in a
few minutes, causing her to spasm and rock, wrapping her legs around my
head, threatening to snap my neck if I resisted.

My dick was empty, my mouth was lined with James and my semen and Diana's
cum and they were exhausted. I got off the bed and without saying a word,
gathered my clothes and went into the adjoining bathroom. I washed and
dressed, knowing that soon there would be a number of particularly awkward
questions I did not want to answer. Re-entering the bedroom, neither of
them had moved and I looked at the clock. "I better go, see you at home
Momma."

"Wait, wait," Diana said, "We have to talk"

"Later Momma, at home, maybe" I said, "There is not a lot of time left, we
better move"

James looked at the clock and said, "Shit, he is right. But David, you have
to tell me where-"

"I do not have to tell you anything!" I interrupted. "But maybe I will,
when I am ready. You don't really have to suck me James, I am not going to
hold you to that."

A strange look passed over his face, perhaps it was some self-disgust at
allowing me to suck him, perhaps relief at not having to do something like
that. I never knew, because James and I never spoke about this day, about
my blackmailing them, nor my sucking him. I suspected that in the end,
James decided that he did not want to have any memory of this day. I did
not care, because for the first time, I got to fuck and eat Diana, he was
incidental.

I know I promised Diana that there would only be three times we would have
sex, but I was not going to be held to that. Diana overcame what few sexual
scruples she had and we enjoyed a sexual relationship with each other for
years. May was right, Diana was a very sexual and very sexy woman, the only
wonder was how she was able to hide this aspect of her nature from Dad, and
the neighbours.

There were two things I wanted to do with Diana. I wanted to watch Diana
fucking her sister and for her to watch me fucking her sister.


Another Day in May

I knew that by the time I got home, Diana would already be there.  I needed
to talk to someone before I got home. Taking the long way, I rode to May's
place and was relieved to find her car in the driveway. She was home, but
maybe Jane was with her.

I am not sure I wanted to have Jane there at that moment; after all, I was
still very angry with both of them. However, this would be the only
opportunity I would get before I got home to talk this through. Swallowing
my pride, and my anger, I went around the back of the house and May was
digging in her garden.

"Hi May" I called.

"Oh! David, you startled me." She too a breath, "It is lovely to see you,
but from the look on your face, something has happened. Want to talk about
it?"

May was always right about me, I have no idea how she did it, she seemed to
know what I was thinking. (I once asked her how she did it, and she replied
that it was simple because I am male. It took me years to understand that
she meant I usually wore my heart on my sleeve, like most teenage males.)
She stood from her gardening and went inside the house; I followed, with
one eye squarely on that firm ass.

"Sit while I get us a drink and tell me what the problem is," she ordered.

I started my story from the phone call I got from Greg, my cousin and ended
it with leaving James's place is a bit of a hurry. May listened without
saying anything, but was obviously delighted by my revelations. We talked
and she asked for more detail, I mentioned every curve of Momma's body, the
silkiness of her pubic hair, the softness of her labia and the firm
swelling of her clit. I talked about her aroma and the taste of Momma and
James and me as I used my tongue to make her cum. I gave her all the detail
I could remember, with May's gentle probing I remembered a lot more. By
this time we were both fairly excited, and it did not take much to go over
the edge.

May stood and pulled me out of my chair, kissed me and pulled me towards
her bedroom. Well I remember that short walk, how filled with promise it
was, and I gave May every bit of me. I used my tongue, my cock and my
fingers and make her cum to each body part. Her breasts heaved as I sucked
her nipples to erection again and again. I shoved my dick into her mouth,
her cunt and her mouth again. When at last I finally ejaculated it was into
her mouth, just as she liked it. We rested for a while and as I played with
her breasts, May asked me what I wanted to do with Momma now I had her.

"I thought you might like to share her actually," I said.

"Now that is an intriguing idea," she replied, "But what makes you think
she will be interested?"

"I don't know for sure, but I think she will be, if it is approached in the
right way."

"And what way would that be?"

"I just tell her that she is to make love with you, and me, at the same
time. Fair's fair, I sucked James and I know that turned her on, so her
turn to turn me on."

"Ahh but you are just a constantly horny teenager, and she is not"

"No she is not a teenager, but I suspect she is just constantly horny." I
smiled. "I think I get it off of her."

"Runs in our side of the family. Thinking back on it, I am sure that your
grandmother was a real tart in her younger days," May mused. "I would not
have been surprised to find that out about her, but I guess we will never
really know."

(May was actually right and wrong here, when Grandma died it fell to her
and Momma to clean the house up and sell it. Grandad was already dead and
Gran's will instructed her children, the main beneficiaries of her estate,
to sell it. The instructions also included a key to a chest that contained
her diaries dating from Great-Gran's time in Hong Kong. Great-Gran was a
real tart, all right, and a lot richer than anyone thought, but that is
another story and not mine. I might ask May to write it up one of these
days though; it is a pretty interesting tale.)

Somewhat reluctantly, I washed, and with May's help, I dressed, and
undressed and repeated the whole exercise again.

Somewhat more tired, and considerably more excited, I rode home with May's
expressed interest in doing as I wanted. Everything at home was pretty much
normal for a Saturday night; Momma and Dad went out for dinner with
friends. I baby sat my brother and sister and did what all big brothers do,
argued with them about going to bed at the time stated by Momma, pretty
normal.

I watched a bit of TV and waited for them to come home. Eventually, they
arrived and I duly said goodnight. Again, all this was pretty normal. Then,
it wasn't. I was in bed for a few minutes and I was thinking about the
day's events. I have always known my dick has a mind of its own, and it
just grew of its own accord. I took my dick in my hand and gently rubbed
it, up and down, exciting myself as I pulled it. I was just escaping into
my memories of that day, the feel of Momma under me, my dick deep inside
her when my door opened. Momma came into my room.

"So, you thinking about what happened today?" She asked.

"Of course, have you?"

"I have thought of little else. I must tell you David, that no one has ever
used their tongue to make me cum before. That was absolutely unbelievable."

I must admit that this admission surprised me somewhat. Diana continued, "I
never thought I would be fucking any of my kids. You know how sexy that is?
Do you understand what that really means David?" I nodded. "Were you
playing with yourself when I came in? Honestly now."

 "Yes I was Momma, I was thinking of you and it just happened."

She moved nearer my bed and slid her hand under the sheets. I felt her soft
fingers dancing over my rock hard dick. Pulling the sheets out of the way,
Momma looked at it and said, "Oh my!" She knelt down and accepted it into
her mouth. Lifting her head, Momma said, "This is not going to happen every
night David". But I didn't care.

I felt her tongue lapping at the underside of my cock and swiftly taking me
higher than I was when I was just pulling myself. I felt Diana's lips
around the shaft as she sucked more into her mouth and tighten around the
knob as she pulled back. Up and down her head moved, greedily sucking the
juices from the end of my cock.

"Ohhh, I am going to cum" I whispered, trying not to make any noise.

"Mmm hhmmmpphhh" I heard from somewhere near the vicinity of my cock.

"NNNuugghhhhhh mmmmmmm...," I moaned as I just spurted into her mouth. I
heard slurping and gulping noises as Diana kept swallowing whatever I put
into her. "oohhhh, that was excellent," I gasped.

Standing, Diana said, "Yes that was much better. I have never done that
before either, see what you have made me into?"

"No?" I asked, "It will be better yet Momma, I promise."

Momma came to me and kissed me, on the lips, hard, as Jane and May did when
we made love. I smelt and tasted the salt of my semen on her breath and
lips. "I think it will, as you practice more." She turned and left me,
turning the light out she said, "Goodnight David."

I understood that Momma realised my earlier promise of three times was not
a hidebound agreement, not that I intended to keep it anyway. However, it
was very nice to think that Diana was already thinking that far ahead. I
slept the sleep of the satiated and the next weeks would seem like an
eternity until I could again get near Momma again.

Tony's dancing abilities were becoming recognised, and he won a scholarship
to a well-known school in another city. There was actually little time from
the time he won it to the time he was to present himself at the school and
I was invited to a fond farewell, little realising that this would be the
last time I would have sex with him. I was always pretty comfortable with
Tony, and even understanding just what we were doing and how homosexuals
were treated in our society at that time, made no difference to me. It was
obvious that Tony was gay, but I did not think of it in those terms and I
knew I was not gay, in the usual sense.

The last time we were together in his bed, I sucked his cock. I took that
tasty flesh into my mouth and, wrapping my lips around it, took as much of
it in as I could. I tongued the knob, licking its ridge and underneath the
front part of it. I kissed his balls, taking each one lovingly into my
mouth, wiping my tongue over the follicles of pubic hair that grew there. I
eagerly suckled on the pre-cum I milked out of the eye of his dick. The
sweetness and saltiness so well mixed that there is no taste like it on
Earth. I heard his moans and accepted them as applause for giving him
pleasure.

I lifted his legs and slowly, gently, I entered his asshole. Even relaxed,
there was a tight ring of muscle that grabbed at my dick. Slowly I pumped
in and out, feeling my own pubic hairs rubbing up against his butt. Gently
I took hold of his engorged dick and rubbed him as I fucked him. The
tightness of his asshole acted like a ring around my dick that was turning
me on so much. Shortly I was pumping my semen into him, great spasms of
enjoyment rushed through me, leaving me drained and gasping for breath.

"I want you to fuck me Tony, my going away gift to you" I said when I
recovered, "Stay there, I'll put some oil on your dick."

Tony had never fucked me up the ass, but I knew he wanted to,
badly. Reaching over, I grabbed the small bottle of oil he kept there and I
poured some of it into the palm of my hand. Pouring cold oil directly on to
my cock often meant some hard work getting it up again, and as I do not
like the taste of it, I poured it in my hand first. I rubbed my hands
together and applied them onto his still hard dick. Normally his dick felt
smooth and warm, but when coated in oil it was slippery and hot.

I rolled over onto my stomach, drawing my knees under me, exposing my ass
to him. Tony put his hands onto my butt, spreading the cheeks of my ass and
positioned himself before trying to enter me. I felt the hard head of his
dick pushing at my ring and I relaxed as much as I could to allow him an
easier entry into my virgin ass.  I felt the skin giving way as he slid
into me. I had to deliberately relax as he pushed inside my ass and pulled
out again. This was certainly the weirdest feeling I had had. I felt him
sliding out and back in again. It was uncomfortable and it hurt a little, I
cannot say I actually liked it though. Tony pumped for a few minutes and I
felt, rather than heard his breathing becoming more ragged, his thrusts
becoming more demanding.

I felt Tony's pubes crushing themselves on my ass and heard the skin of his
belly slapping against me. Tony gripped my hips harder and thrust faster
and deeper into me. All of a sudden, Tony let out a long moan and shuddered
a little. I felt his cock pulsing inside me, which was him cumming.

"Is this a private party, or can anyone join in?" I heard Jane ask. I
jumped a bit, and so must have Tony, it was unexpected, and I felt him fall
out of me.

"Oh, hi Jane, you frightened shit out of me," Tony said. "You can join us
if you want."

"No, thanks, I heard you going at it and thought I would just watch for
awhile. But I was too late."

I said nothing, after all I still felt I should be very angry with Jane and
I knew where she had been that afternoon. Shrugging her shoulders, she
turned and left with a hurt expression on her face.

"Oh David," Tony said, "Sometimes you can be a prize ass!"

"Gimme a break, I said nothing"

"Yes, I know. That is the problem. What you don't seem to understand is
that Jane really wants to be with you. She wants to be making love with
you. Not Dad, just you."

"And what about May? That is where she has just come from."

"Well you only have yourself to blame there, you turned her onto May,
didn't you!"

I could not disagree with that, but after the week before, it seemed a
little pointless that I would still not be talking to Jane.

"Besides, it is time for you to move on David."

"What? What do you mean?"

"I think you do. I love you almost as much as Jane does, but you do not
need me. However, you do need Jane."

"Oh, get out of here! Bullshit!"

"No, no bullshit David. Look, why did you let me fuck you today? You never
have before. And you know why?" I shook my head "Because this is the last
time for us. We will not be getting together again. I am going, and from
there I hope I will get into a good dance company, so it is unlikely I will
be back. Please, you need Jane, more than May, fix it with her."

"What about holidays?"

"No holidays, when normal school breaks occur I am going to be in with a
dance company. There is no other way of getting in, either you are there or
someone else is."

This was more than just a statement - it was a fact. I did not want to
acknowledge it, not until Tony said it. His leaving was going to leave a
hole here for me. There was no other male around that actually interested
me enough to consider sex as a facet of a relationship. Jane was my age,
she was beautiful, she had developed and I know a lot of guys were envious,
outrightly jealous in truth, of the close relationship I had with her. No
one knew anything and most of them teased us, some of them
unmercifully. Some guessed, but they kept their teasing to a minimum. More
than one of the guys was gloating at our obvious rift and I suspect that
more than a few of them were interested in her.

Don't get me wrong, I had no proprietal interest in Jane, she was not "my
girl" as in "my car" or "my pants", none of that. Jane had not shown any
predilection to be with a lot of guys either. Sure, she was sexy and
sensual and sexually active, but so far, her lovers were three males and
one woman, her father, her brother, me and my Aunt May. I knew there was no
one else sharing her bed. Tony was leaving; her Dad was less appealing than
he was, so that left May and I.

I got up from Tony's bed and went to the bathroom to wash the oil off
me. Passing Jane's room I thought I heard some soft sobs, like someone
crying. Feeling bad enough already, I just kept going. On my return I was
about to lie down when I saw some movement out the corner of my eye,
through the window.

"SHIT! It's your mother, pulling into the drive!" I cried, leaping off the
bed and grabbing clothes. Tony jumped too, grabbing his clothes he headed
for the bathroom.

Jane must have heard me; she came out of her room and turned to make sure
she intercepted her mother. I had just finished getting dressed when I
heard the back door close and muffled voices coming from the kitchen. Tony
was right behind me when I entered the kitchen.

"Hi Mrs. Harris, how are you?" I asked, politely.

"Fine thank you David," politely but restrained. I looked at Jane and saw
her red-rimmed eyes. Obviously she had been crying and Mrs. Harris' normal
friendliness towards me turned a little hard. "Are you staying long? Tony
has to get ready to leave and we will be very busy as soon as Mr. Harris
gets home."

Quite clearly their being busy did not mean to include me.

"Yes, I know, Mrs Harris, I only came over to wish Tony a great trip,
and-,"I started, but could not go on. Obviously Mrs. Harris thought I meant
to say something else, but she was not having much of it.

"Oh that is nice, isn't it Tony," she said, "You better run along now,
dear, and we will get him ready for his big adventure."

Just as clearly, Mrs. Harris was as patronising as adults usually are to
kids. I turned to leave and Jane looked so forlorn. For some reason I knew
if I did not speak then, I would not be permitted back into Jane's
life. Certainly I would still see her, but not as her lover, maybe not even
as a friend. Stopping, I turned back and just looked at her.

"I also came to tell Jane that I have been a real jerk for the last few
weeks, and I am very sorry. That is, if she will forgive me!"

Mrs. Harris' jaw dropped. Jane lit up and just about bounded from where she
was and hugged and kissed me. I have been kissed by May and Momma, as a
woman will kiss her lover, but this kiss was different. Here I was, heading
towards 15, being kissed by my real lover. So intense was that kiss that I
seemed to step outside the world, or rather my world became centred on that
kiss. I could feel the heat generated by Jane's loins, the hardened nipples
pressing into me. I felt my dick harden of its own accord. Responding as I
wanted would have involved a great deal of embarrassment on Mrs. Harris'
part, not to mention the consternation that her father may or may not have
felt. I was not sure if they had told him of me, he certainly never raised
the issue with me when he had the opportunity.

Eventually separating, I could se that Mrs. Harris just about had a fit on
the spot. Clearly there was a lot more to Jane and my relationship than she
was aware of. Jane was obviously in a state of excitement, as was I. I
could feel my erection bulging, threatening to split my pants. I tried to
hide it from Mrs. Harris, but it was clearly observable and she certainly
looked.

"I-I-I think we better let David go home, we have lots to do," she
stammered.

"I'll walk with him for a bit, I-," started Jane.

"NO!" said her mother, "ermm, I mean, I think you better stay here and help
your brother. David is quite capable of finding his own way home."

So, our little secret was out. I wondered how much longer we would be able
to see each other in so intimate a manner. I fretted about it all
evening. Whatever had happened, there was no hysterical parent at my house
screaming at me or my parents about me fucking their daughter, so while I
was worried, I was not frightened. I was worried what might happen when
Diana found out about it, not my Dad, he would just pat me on the back and
say "Good for you, son!" but Diana, was another matter.

The next day, I went to pick Jane up and walk to school with her. Her
parents had already left for work so I would not meet them. Leaving for
school, Jane told me that her mother was quite upset about it all. As we
walked I learned that Jane's mother talked and yelled and screamed and Jane
said nothing, did nothing, did not let her mother intimidate her. Jane had
been on the Pill for about a year, ever since it was obvious that her
periods were going to give her some trouble. (The Pill was still quite new
then, and considered something of a wonder drug. According to Jane, both
she and her mother went on it about the same time for the same reason for
period pain. Mere male had not considered conception, let alone
contraception.)

Obviously there was going to be problems, but Jane will solve them in her
own way she said, and did not want me trying to help. (I am sure she nearly
said interfering but restrained herself.) All I could do was to sit back
and try not to get caught in the crossfire. Jane also told me that her
father was neutral, for obvious reasons. She had told him that she could
not have sex with him any more, also saying that he actually seemed a
little relieved. (About a year later, her father moved out of their home,
and in with another woman, well she was not much older than us, being just
21. According to him he had just met her and it was starting to get a
little serious, he felt he could not keep up the pace with both his new
girl and Jane.)  Jane instructed me to make sure I was at her place next
weekend.

As the week wore on, things stabilised for Jane, I won't say improved, but
the new status quo meant that Jane was at least not coming under more
pressure than before.  Friday, when we were walking home, Jane asked me to
be there no later than 10.30 in the morning. Her parents would be out for
quite a while, and we would have the place to ourselves. Jane told me that
her mother was going to be with some friends for the day and her father was
supposed to take her with him, when he went out, but she had already
persuaded him to leave her home, without telling her mother. I had not had
sex with Jane for a while and this was something to look forward to. I felt
myself getting an erection right then, but it would have to wait for the
morning.

At 10:15 I was knocking on Jane's door and she greeted me with a kiss. This
too was a kiss that was meaningful. I ran my hands over her back and onto
her butt, pinching it slightly.

"Drink first?" she asked. "We have plenty of time, and there is some things
we need to talk about."

"Sure, if you want."

Jane fixed us a warm drink, and we discussed what had happened during the
week. Essentially, Jane's mother cut off her supply of the Pill, and she
had her last card. So it was either condoms or oral, so I suggested
both. She won't get pregnant sucking me, and I have never really liked
using condoms, I have never allowed having to use one to put me off having
sex. She giggled her agreement and this was fine. I did notice that she was
surreptitiously glancing at the clock, but it did not mean a lot, then.

Jane sat next to me and reached out, taking my hand and placing it on her
breast. I felt the nipple harden under her blouse; she was not wearing a
bra. I leaned over and kissed her, gently, but with the same sense of
concentration I had earlier. I carefully undid the buttons on her blouse
and reached in to take a firm grip on a soft breast. Jane breasts had grown
since I saw them last, they seemed much fuller than they were. It is
amazing what a few weeks of deprivation can do to one's judgement.

Sliding the blouse off her shoulders, I exposed her fully to my eyes, and
she was beautiful. Pulling her closer, I stood and pushed her skirt down as
she undid the buttons on my shirt.  We were both naked in the kitchen,
slowly Jane pulled away, and picking up an armful of our clothes, we made
our way to her bedroom.

My dick was rock hard; after all, I had only my fist to take care of it
lately. Diana did not repeat her previous adventure and I had not had sex
since Tony left, the week before.  Dropping the clothes, Jane laid down on
her bed and I crawled on to her, kissing her nipples and the rest of her.

I made my way down to her cunt, where I forced my tongue into her
moistening lips. I felt the clit respond to the rough rasp of my tongue and
I slowly licked her to even greater excitement. I pushed my tongue into
her, spreading her lips and drinking the juices that flowed from
her. Licking the vulva and up to the clit, Jane moaned her delight at such
treatment. Pumping her hips into me she began to moan louder and louder as
she built to her first orgasm that morning. As she came, Jane pushed her
hips into me as far as she could get them, squashing my head between her
thighs.

Sighing, Jane relaxed back on the bed and told me she loved it when I did
that. I could not help myself and I asked her about May. Jane was quiet for
a little while and said that she loved it when May did it to her, but with
me, it was different, it was special. She went on to tell me that while she
loved being with May, and loved what they did together, to each other, with
me it was different, she could not love May, only love what they did
together. She could love me, as well as love what we did together. I did
not really understand this at first, but eventually it came to me.

I held her and touched her body. I felt her still growing breasts, and hard
nipples. I touched her clitoris and gently rubbed it, bringing passion back
into our conversation. Jane pushed me onto my back and leant down taking my
cock into her mouth. Jane's head bobbed up and down, her long hair tickling
my stomach and thighs. Gently squeezing my balls, Jane lifted her head and
said "I want you to fuck me in the ass, like you did Tony last week!"

Jane reached over and grabbed the same bottle of oil that recently resided
in Tony's room and putting some into her hand, she proceeded to wipe it
over my dick. I nearly lost my load then and there; the feel of her hand
sliding over my tool was so sexy. Rolling onto her back, she lifted her
legs into the air as I positioned myself. I took the backs of her knees
into the crook of my elbows, lifting her to the right angle that would
allow me to penetrate her ass.

Jane guided my dick a little, placing it to the centre of that ring of
muscle. As I gently pushed into her, she gasped, "You are so big in there!"

I was a little worried, I did not know if she had ever had anal sex before,
I know how difficult it was for me last week, and if she was not
comfortable with it, I would pull out quickly.

"Oh yes, that is lovely," she said. I thought she was just being nice but I
eventually learned that Jane actually did like it from time to time. Not
often, but sometimes.

I felt that sphincter tighten as I pushed into her, and loosen as I pulled
back. I deliberately took my time, mostly because I enjoyed that muscle
wrapped around my cock. This seemed a simple repeat of my fucking Tony, but
it was not. I had full view of Jane's cunt; a nice neat trimmed bush of
soft pubic hair that was divided in the mid-line by two swollen lips as I
push in and out of her ass.

I came nearer and nearer to cumming myself, and I did not want to, at least
not yet. I pulled out and left my dick to get some air. Jane was somewhat
disappointed, but she did admit later that it was getting a little
uncomfortable for her. I just left her there and went into the bathroom to
wash my cock. I let the warm water play over it as I washed it. Jane came
in and was watching me and as soon as I finished, she dropped to her knees
and tried to swallow my dick. Taking the shaft in one hand she twisted her
head as she swallowed more, and back out again. In no time I was again as
hard as a rock. I stood her facing the hand basin and bent her over at the
waist. Jane spread her legs and in one smooth motion, I slid my cock into
her extremely wet cunt.

Within seconds I was back on the verge of cumming again. I thrust into her
and she moaned and pushed back onto me,

"I am cumming," I cried, and felt that familiar spasm as my semen shot out
of me and into Jane. Gasping, I felt my knees go weak and Jane pushed into
me, trying to get as much of it into herself as she could. Jane turned and
kissed me, deeply. I gently pushed her back and kissed her nipples, her
navel and I cleaned her pussy with my tongue. Keeping going, I made Jane
cum again. Taking a rest, we began to talk and discuss everything that had
happened to us.

We spoke of her father and Tony and May. I told her of Diana and James. She
told me that she was not interested in Diana even though she was drop dead
gorgeous; May was enough for her. I asked her about her father and why he
never discussed any of this with me, or invited me to his bed. She told me
that he knew all about me, but told Jane that he was not really interested
in boys, or men for that matter. He did not mind being sucked by Tony, but
that was about it for him.

We talked about what we would do next when I regained my strength and we
made love again. And this was it, for me, for the first time I was no
longer fucking Jane, I was making love with her.  This added a whole new
dimension to what we were doing. Afterwards, I told Jane that I still
wanted Diana and May, preferably at the same time. Jane was not put out by
that, she too wanted May, but did not want to be there when I was screwing
them. She did not mind just May and me, but not Diana. I told her that I
loved her, but everything was up in the air, and would probably not happen
anyway.

We dressed when Jane told me to and we were sitting in her room when her
mother drove in. It was clear from the outset that Mrs Harris was upset at
the fact that Jane was obviously having sex, not bothering to hide
it. However, there was not a lot that could be done about it. I learned
later that Jane's mom brought her father into the argument, and his
unexpected response did not please Mrs Harris at all. Essentially he said
that Jane was grown up enough to understand herself and it was up to them
to make sure Jane was not burdened with an unwanted pregnancy. As a nurse,
and a parent, Mrs Harris had to make sure that their daughter was
responsible for her life, and prepared to accept the consequences of her
actions. Apparently Jane told her mother that if she got pregnant she would
simply have the child and not adopt it out, but would not bribe me into an
early marriage. (Unless you grew up in this era, you may not understand
that pregnancy was automatic grounds for marriage. Everyone realised that
blushing young brides could do in five months what took everyone else nine
to accomplish.) Mrs Harris relented and Jane was back on the Pill, so we
had no worries there anymore.

I had no idea at that point how I was going to get to have May and Diana
together, and watch them in a lesbian relationship. That came later, as I
got an unexpected opportunity.  But that is another story.