Date: Wed, 5 May 2010 21:27:44 +0100 From: Nick <nakednick2@btinternet.com> Subject: Keeping it in the Family - Chapter 16 WARNING: The following true story - only the names of the participants have been changed - contains descriptions of gay and bisexual/incestuous activity between adult relatives and others, activities which may be illegal in some jurisdictions or cause offence against some religious beliefs. Please do not read any further if you are likely to be offended by its content or if it might be illegal in your country! By the way, the story is written with the full knowledge and approval of all the living persons having significant mention therein. * * * * What with wine at dinner, followed by two large slugs of Scotch Whisky Liqueur, I think we were all a bit squiffy by the time we got up from the bar to go to our rooms. As we went into the lounge I said, "OK, girls, wives with husbands tonight, what's planned for tomorrow?" "Wait and see, something extra special tomorrow night," Alison said. I was actually asking about the plans for the daytime. I had assumed that our last night would be 'a deux' again. We all embraced and kissed, then retired somewhat unsteadily to our rooms. "I am knackered," I said as I collapsed on the bed still fully dressed. "Me, too!" Sarah said as she collapsed alongside me, but that didn't stop her climbing astride me and almost suffocating me with a long, deep, hard kiss. We sensuously undressed each other, throwing the clothes wherever they went until we were both completely naked and our bodies tightly wrapped together. "I want to be fucked like a man", Sarah said as she slightly released her grip and gave my prick a tweak. "You what?" "I want your dick up my ass," she said by way of clarification, as if it was needed! "Are you sure?" "Certain." "We'll need some lubrication." She grabbed a bottle of sun oil from the bedside table and started to lubricate my now growing prick. I took the bottle, squeezed some oil on my fingers and reached between her legs as she kneeled astride me. First one finger, then two; I pulled her towards me and lowered her on to my prick. "Push out, like you were taking a dump," I said. She did, and my prick slid smoothly into her ass as she lowered herself on to my groin. She began moving up and down my now rock hard prick but after a minute or so, she said "This does nothing for me." "Well, I suppose it's better than having a wank but I would prefer putting it in the hole designed for that purpose!" She lifted herself off my member, tilted forward slightly and slid just the head my prick into her already well lubricated cunt. She paused a moment, then took it right to the hilt, my knob touched her cervix - I loved the feeling of my knob being grabbed by the muscular ring at the entrance to her womb - and I pushed that very last fraction of an inch to fully engage it. She moved up and down my shaft a few times, then suddenly lifted right off again. "I've never seen you wank." "I've never needed to with you around." "Show me now." "I'd rather shag you properly." "No, I want you to wank for me!" Always obedient, I rolled onto my back, took my well-lubricated, fully-engorged prick in my right hand, then slowly and sensuously stroked its full seven inches a few times before concentrating on sliding my foreskin to and fro over the bulbous purple head, twisting it a little as I did so. Sarah started to play with my balls and we both soon sensed that my climax was near. My sac tightened around my balls, I felt a surge, then a jet of spunk shot over my shoulder on to the velvet headboard of the bed. Before it could start to dribble down, the second hit my face, the third landed on my chest and three or four more on my belly. "I've never imagined it like that," Sarah exclaimed as she took the semen from the headboard on to her fingers and into her mouth. "That was one of my better efforts; with just a little help from you, of course!" Sarah was licking my face, my chest and my belly. She was just about to take my softening prick into her mouth when she said "Ugh, sun oil!" and instead grabbed her discarded knickers to wipe it clean. "OK, now show me how you do it. I can't believe you don't masturbate when I am away sometimes. Is it still called a wank when women do it?" "I don't know what it is called, but I know how to do it" she said, already on her back with her knees up and legs wide apart, exposing her cunt. It was all I could do not to put my head between her legs and start on a blow job. She tweaked her nipples gently with one hand and put the other flat over her pubes before sliding it downwards. As it moved down, she pushed her middle finger into her slit, she pulled her hand back, then pushed it down again, this time with two fingers inside her moist love chute. I could see her erect clitoris between the fingers as she moved her hand rhythmically up and down. She moved the other hand from her nipples to cover the one between her legs. I began to nibble at her erect nipples, pulling her round a little so I could see what was happening down below. Soon Sarah began to groan, then screamed with pleasure as she came to a sweaty climax, then collapsed as in post-climactic exhaustion on the bed. "That was one of my better efforts; with just a little help from you, of course!" She repeated my words exactly as I knelt astride her head, kissed her on the lips, the nipples, the belly and downwards to begin our regular clean-up routine, at the same time feeling my prick being slowly sucked into her mouth. We both awoke with a start as the alarm clock went off at 7am. We were naked in each other's arms, loosely wrapped in a sheet. The rest of the bedding was strewn all over the floor! Moments later there was a knock on the door and without a pause, Alison walked in dressed only in her flimsy nightie, closely followed by Rob in his boxer shorts carrying a tray with four cups of tea. "Good morning. Tea in bed for you two!" he said, "whatever happened in here last night?" "You'd be surprised," Sarah replied. "Ah, like that was it, enough said!" We chatted about nothing in particular while we drank the tea, then Sarah suddenly said "Alison, what's the slang for woman's masturbation?" "I've never heard it called anything else, not like men 'wanking', anyway." "We'll have to invent a word, then. We showed each other how it was done last night. Look what Nick did." She pointed to the stained headboard. "Hey, Nick, you'll have to show me that trick sometime!" The tea had made my need for a pee even more urgent. I rolled out from under the sheet. What with the need to pee and all this talk of wanking, I am sure Percy was looking a bit perky, but I ignored it and walked naked to the bathroom. I did what I had to do, washed my hands, rinsed and dried my face before returning, naked to the bedroom. Sarah had found her nightie and all three were staring out of the window. "What's to see?" "Grenville and Oliver going off in an ambulance," Sarah said. Rob looked at me, "Nothing serious I think, both on their feet." "Right, let's be getting showered and dressed, I want my breakfast," I said, suddenly realising that I was standing at the window, still naked. "Rob's had his," Alison said, giggling as she tweaked his prick and mine. "You dirty, lucky bugger," I said, "Now go and get showered! We'll see you in twenty minutes." "That should be long enough", Rob said as he also tweaked my prick on the way out. "My turn," Sarah said, giving Percy a good tug as she passed me on the way to the bathroom. "You can join me, in just a moment," she added, closing the door. She had never let me see her on the toilet, even for a pee. I heard the toilet flush and then went in. Sarah was already naked in the shower. I shaved quickly and then joined her. We washed each other down, lingering just a moment or two on the more interesting bits before drying each other off with the huge, fluffy white towels the hotel provided. At breakfast we discussed how we should spend our last full day in the Lake District, and how and when we were going to tell our three sets of parents about the grandchildren they should expect next March. We also resolved the no-one should ever know that I was the father of Alison's baby. That was to be a secret between the four of us forever.