Date: Tue, 2 Jun 2009 08:50:04 +0100
From: Nick <nakednick2@btinternet.com>
Subject: Keeping it in the family - Part 6

WARNING:  The following true story - only the names have been changed -
contains descriptions of bisexual/incestuous activity between adult
relatives, activities which may be illegal in some jurisdictions or cause
offence against some religious beliefs.  Please do not read 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.

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I met Sarah off the 4.10pm train from Euston; she came tripping down the
stairs to the pick-up point, put her luggage in the boot, got in the car,
kissed me and said "I hope we are going straight home."

I replied that was the plan and she said "Great.  I shall be ready for a
good shag as soon as we get in."

"Why all the urgency?"

"Well, it's been a while and if you are lucky you might get another one
later!"  That was too good an offer to refuse although it was a pity to
waste the opportunity of the lovely weather and not do it outside.  The
woods were out, at least the local ones, but I knew just the place.  There
was a police radio repeater station I had worked at in a small hilltop
clearing in another forest five or six miles away.  It was a lovely secluded
spot, nobody ever went there and I had a key to the compound.

"Hey, this is not the way home."

"It's just a little, detour, darling."  There was silence until I tuned into
the track leading up the hill.

"Where are we going?"  Sarah asked, just as we got to the gate.  "Not work?"

I got out of the car and said "Come along, I've got something to show you"
and ran behind the building.  I ambushed her as she came round the corner.
My trousers and underwear were already round my ankles and I was unbuttoning
my shirt.  She immediately got the message, there was a great urgency about
the way she lifted her skirt, stripped off her panties and tights in one
rapid movement and clung to me, our naked bellies separated only by my
rising dick.  We kissed passionately, tongues deep in each other's mouths,
breaking off for only a moment while Sarah unfastened her skirt and dropped
it to the ground.  I unbuttoned her blouse as we kissed again, then moved
one hand to her bush and began to gently massage the swelling lips I found
there.  My other hand was holding her tightly to me as I was massaging her
now hardening tits with my bare chest.

I was ready to penetrate her whenever she wanted but still continued to
massage her rapidly moistening tunnel of love, tweaking her clit and
slipping my fingers deep into her cunt, repeating the process time and time
again until she was groaning with delight.  She released her grip on me,
swung round and touched her toes, presenting the engorged lips for my prick
to pleasure.  I held her by the waist with both hands then took her, burying
my full seven inches in one swift movement, pausing a moment to slow my own
reaction, then pumping her more and more rapidly, our bodies continuously
moving in vigorous unison.  I was getting close but was not ready to
complete the act just yet.  I pulled out completely, my member springing
upwards as it was released from its cave, pulled Sarah upright, turned her
to face me, kissed her hard, our tongues again deep in each other's mouths,
with her naked breasts pressed to my bare chest, my wet and throbbing prick
firmly sandwiched firmly between our bodies.  Her arms were over my
shoulders holding me close to her.

She knew what was coming.  I slid my hands from her waist to her buttocks;
she clung even harder around my neck as I lifted her legs to my waist and
thrust my prick back into her, her feet entwined behind me.  Again, I had to
pause for a moment to regain control, and then time and time again we moved
apart and slammed together, my prick burying itself deep within her, her
juices lathering in our mingled pubic bushes.  At first she screamed with
pleasure, then she calmed and I finally got my cue.  She groaned gently and
I let my spunk pump deeply into her just as she reached her long awaited
orgasm.  I leaned back against the building and we stood for a minute,
joined at the hip.

As my shrinking member dropped from her body, I put her down to stand beside
me in the sunshine, our knees trembling and Sarah barely able to stand.  We
stood there, leaning on the wall, with only my shirt and her blouse to cover
our nakedness, loosely holding each other round our waists, basking in the
warm sunshine for several minutes.  Only then did we notice the low rumble
of traffic on the M6 motorway a mile or so away and stand to admire the
serene beauty of that spot, looking out for many miles across the green
Warwickshire countryside.  The spell was suddenly broken when Sarah giggled
as a trickle of our combined essences of love ran down her leg.

I looked at my watch, it was after five; we had been there for nearly an
hour!  We turned to more practical matters, my Calvins - the very pair that
George had tried on - were pressed into service for cleaning our sodden and
now caking groins.  There was no time for our more leisurely method!  We
gathered the rest of our scattered clothes and as we dressed, still high on
a cloud from our love-making, Sarah said "I bought a pregnancy test kit on
the way to the station.  I shall put it to good use in the morning!"

"Great!"  I said.  "Where are we now, the beginning of June?  That means a
February baby if I am not mistaken.  It could be on Hannah's birthday!"

"Or even the 29th", Sarah said, remembering that 2004 was to be a leap year,
"let's wait and see."

I locked the gate and as we were getting back into the car a Warwickshire
Police car with its blue lights flashing was pulling up behind us.  How was
I supposed to know that there was now an intruder alarm system on the gate?
Anyway, the officer recognised me from when I had worked with them and with
a knowing look simply asked if we had been doing a bit of sight-seeing.

 "Something like that", I replied, in the hope that he wouldn't notice the
soiled Calvins on the floor in the back of the car or realise that I was
going commando.

"We'd better just check everything is secure."  I am sure he glanced at my
crotch as we turned to go into the compound and look around the building
together.  He must have noticed the trampled vegetation where Sarah and I
had so recently copulated, but said nothing.  "We thought of putting in CCTV
but the budget wouldn't run to it", he said with a grin as he locked the
gate again.

"Interesting, I must bear that in mind", I said as we went back to the cars.

"Yes, sir, that might be wise.  Have a good evening!"

I waited while he turned his car, no doubt reporting his encounter with two
amorous twenty-somethings over the open channel on his radio for all to
hear.  Then I turned and followed him down the track.  At the road he turned
left, we turned right and ten minutes later arrived home.  George and Gladys
were in their front garden; we greeted them briefly, Sarah thanked them for
the dinner invitation and we went indoors, taking Sarah's luggage but
tactfully leaving my soiled underwear where it was!

We had another long tight embrace before deciding to share a shower.  No
real hanky-panky this time but it did take longer that it should have,
causing Percy to begin to sit up and take notice again.  We got dry and into
our dressing gowns before getting something to eat whilst watching the seven
o'clock television news.  It had just finished when Alison called.  I had
discussed Windermere with Sarah over our meal and we agreed on the first
weekend of July.  Sarah and Alison had a long conversation, while I cleared
up and then spoke to Rob for a while.

Sarah and I settled down on the settee to watch a movie on TV but it was of
little interest and we soon found our own distraction.  This time, it wasn't
a mad passionate coupling but a long slow tender act of love, albeit on the
living room floor and sofa!  After cleaning ourselves up in our customary
manner, we went to bed with our hot drinks, talked for a while, made plans
for the trip to the Lake District and before long drifted off into a deep
sleep.  It had been a long, hard day!

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To be continued - soon!