Date: Thu, 15 Nov 2012 07:08:12 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Uncle and Aunt. Part Eight.

      This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All comments,
good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

    Part Eight.

  Over the months that followed, I went and had dinner once a month at
Steve's family home, the first one after we had become engaged was the most
difficult. Well not really that bad as you will find out. With all the
others being quite pleasant.

  But for this first one, I had butterflies in my stomach wondering what
their reaction being with the fact that their son had become engaged to
me. I went as I now normally dressed, that being as though I was really a
female, wearing a lovely dress and really acting the part of being their
future daughter-in-law, though what kind of hell would break loose if they
ever found out that I was a male, didn't bear thinking about.

  My trepidations were unfounded for I was made most welcome, them having
been told the news. In fact, he had already told them prior to my birthday
that he was going to propose to me, so that was the first hurdle over. The
second one was that Steve would be moving out to live in my house. His
argument being that it was one less mouth to feed, less washing etc,
etc. He would still work in the deli as I would at the wool shop so that
basically surmounted that hurdle.

  The next was when did we intend to get married, which was parried by
saying that we had as yet not decided. The follow up to that was where
would we get married. Now Steve and I had discussed this, with the aid of
my aunt, and what we had come up with was that we would not be married in a
church but in the local registry office, thereby saving quite a bit of
money, which his family didn't have, though mine did, but this wasn't
mentioned. It was purely to save money for a honeymoon and the future. So
that was another hurdle over when his parents accepted this.

  Next was who would be best man. Steve came up trumps with this by asking
if an obscure uncle would be his best man, not daring to have one of his
school fellows just in case I was recognised, so that was another we got
across and were now close to the winning post.

  `So for the reception, there will only be Norma's mother and father, me
and your mother and your uncle,' Steve's dad asked. Now this was the second
time that my uncle had been referred as being my father. Well he had
originally introduced me with his surname, so I know had to go along with
this, being Norma Levant for the ceremony until I would then become
Mrs. Norma Forbes, which was his family's name.

  Now I had already brought this up with Steve, but his parents believed
that I was a female, which I was dressed as at our first meeting, we now
had to go along with it, which was another reason for the marriage to take
place in a registry office than a church. Which, if you think about it, was
the only solution.

  All the costs, the registry office, the reception and the honeymoon would
be paid for by Mr. Levant, being the father of the bride was laid out and
that then, was that, all done and dusted as they say. As to where the
honeymoon was to be was undecided by both of us at the time, but thought
would be given to that when the time came close. And when would this
marriage take place was the last question. In six months time was the
answer.

  So that first visit after the engagement being announced, was now behind
us and the other meetings I had with them went smoothly, except for the
remark that Steve's mother made by saying that she looked forward to
becoming a grandmother. Steve and I both looked at each other and it was
very difficult for me to keep a straight face as we told her for that,
she'd have to wait.

  Uncle and aunt must have spoken more about this without me knowing, but
my uncle would now come into my bedroom twice a week now for us to fuck
each other. Which I think that was because when Steve and I did get
married, that would be the end of us coupling together, but that was just a
small problem that I was able to sort out later.

  So I now had uncle in my bedroom on a Monday and Friday, Steve on a
Saturday and auntie on the other four evenings, though it did sometimes
change a little. With me now out of school, I was working in the wool shop
as Steve worked in the deli every day of the week except Sunday and had
Steve over a couple of times on that day to be with me.

  It's surprising how those six months flew by and before we knew it, I was
to be married. My aunt had spent a whole month in making me a wedding
dress. Not the normal kind of one, all flowing with a big train behind for
we were not going to be married in a church, but it was to be white and not
so ostentatious and I wasn't allowed to see it until that very day, which
was now fast approaching.

  Uncle had already arranged things, seeing the registrar, given him my
name as being Norma Levant, my age and date of birth, though he admitted
not telling any other lies except my surname to this man, because with
uncle giving my name as being Norma, the registrar put down my sex as being
female. He was also able to give him Steve's name, which happened to be
Steven Michael Forbes, giving his age and date of birth, so that was all
sorted and ready. He also arranged the reception in a small private room at
a local hotel with there only being seven people to cater for.

  I think we put off having the honeymoon because Vera, Steve's mother, at
the time, couldn't find a suitable person to stand in for Steve in the
shop, which wasn't any hardship for us as we could have one later when
everything settled down, which on reflection, was to our advantage, but
we'll come to that in time.

  Because both family's had shops to run, a Saturday for the marriage was
out of the question, that being the busiest day of the week for both, so it
was decided to be held on a Monday, the slackest day. Steve had come on the
Saturday before this event, for dinner, all hepped up and excited and
couldn't wait till the meal was over and us go up to my room for our last
night of being single and yet still having each other to fuck. Which we did
and thoroughly enjoyed it.

  On Sunday night, I was in uncle's and aunties bed to fuck auntie as well
as sucking on her pussy and then having uncle fuck me and later, me fucking
him, so we were all looking a bit sorry for ourselves the next morning
because of us going to sleep later than usual. So Monday morning, the day
of me getting married to another man had arrived.

                                                       *

  Even though breakfast was on the table, with the three of us naked as
usual, I couldn't eat a thing and only drank a cup of coffee, not being
able to eat with a stomach already full, and that was with
butterflies. After the meal I didn't eat, I was taken up to their bedroom
where I saw for the first time, the dress I would be wearing for this day
of days. It was beautiful, and she could or had never made such a dress
that I was now about to have put on me by her. But first came the suspender
belt, which was one of aunties, the something old, and the something new
was the panties which was left till last, as I revelled in the job of
putting on my stockings, getting an erection again as I pulled them up my
legs and then clipping them to the belt. I then put the padded bra on,
auntie doing the clips at the back for me, followed by those new
panties. She had even brought a blue garter from the shop that she pulled
up on my left leg, so I was now wearing something new, something old and
something blue, the mantra that was almost a tradition in relation to a
bride to be to be wearing on the day of her being married.

  Then came that wonderful dress she had made that fitted me perfectly
before she then tended to my hair, which positively glowed after she had
finished. Satisfied that I looked perfect, led me downstairs to where uncle
was dressed in his best suit. Auntie having already dressed herself before
attending to me. The car that uncle had ordered was outside waiting and the
three of us got aboard for the short journey to the Town Hall where the
registrar's domain was, arriving just a few minutes before were we were due
to go for me to be married to another man.

  Steve, with his best man, and his mother and father were already inside
and with auntie entering the room, knew that I wasn't far behind. With her
in the right place, Uncle and I then entered, my hand under his arm and
holding onto it, we walked those few yards to come and stand next to the
man I was going to be married to.

  I barely heard the words the registrar uttered only coming awake as it
were to hear him pronounce us as being man and wife, Not even realising
that I had answered his questions as to accepting the man to be my wedded
husband or having the wedding ring placed on my finger to join the
engagement ring. It was all really a daze for me, really being out of my
body and mind during the whole ceremony, and now here I was, married to the
man I loved and who loved me.

  I was still in a daze as I walked out with my husband's arm through mine,
followed by the others to the waiting cars to take us to the hotel for the
reception. I think that Steve's parents were a bit miffed in it not being a
lavish affair, but as Steve had accepted it, they had to too. But this
reception went off well and we all had plenty to eat and drink, uncle not
stinting on the expensive food and drinks that were available and I think
it was as good if not better than if we'd had a hundred people
there. Toasts were made as Steve and I sat at the head of the table, me
passing him delicate pieces of food on my fork for him to take off with his
mouth, giving me a wink at the same time.

  I saw to his food as I imagined that a new wife would do for her newly
wedded husband, and it went down very well with those few people we had
with us. At least it was easy for the photographer that had turned up,
being able to take pictures of all those present and handed out a two
leather bound books for everyone to sign both as each family would then
receive one when the photographs had been inserted.

  But overall, it was a lovely morning and lunch, which when over, I was
kissed by my now new in-laws and wished a happy life with their son which I
replied in saying that I would do as the vows had decreed, which seemed to
satisfy them. We all then parted, them going back to their home, while I
was now going back to mine, but with Steve, my husband, uncle and aunt.

  As soon as we got inside our house it was upstairs we went to get our
clothes off, Steve asking me to keep the stockings and bra on for this day,
to remind him that I was the person that he had just married. So with him
naked and me half dressed, went back down stairs and got a whistle from
uncle at seeing me still in my female underwear, him and auntie being as
naked as Steve.

  `Well as we saw you consummate the betrothal, let's see the consummation
of the marriage,' uncle said.

  `That's not fair,' I cried. `You have now seen us have sex, but Steve
hasn't seen you and auntie have sex! If you do that first, then you can
watch us,' I cried.

  `Becky?' he said looking at her, us knowing that he would do it if she
agreed for his cock had already started to harden and lift itself up. She
also could see what we did, and with him then being fully erect, acquiesced
to what I had almost demanded. He pointed to the carpet as he looked at
auntie who gave a small smile and came over and laid herself down as uncle
got down between her legs as Steve and I then watched uncle fuck his wife
in front of us.

  Didn't he hammer her, with her legs up high and uncle's ass moving almost
as fast as a fiddler's elbow, such was his thrusting into her that her tits
were moving up and down her chest like two jellies on top of a vibrator.
She gave out a muted scream as she had an orgasm and uncle then stiffened
and I knew that he was cumming inside her.

  His chest was heaving when he came to a stop, as were auntie's, still
lying on her back until uncle pulled his still big throbbing cock out of
her pussy, was when she moved, turning round and pushing uncle onto his
back and then sucking on his wet cock.

  Steve's eyes were like saucers at watching, I think, for the first time
of seeing a man and woman have a fuck and then to see the wife start
sucking on the cock that had just been up inside her. Well it had turned
him on, for his cock was up and looking very rigid, sticking out from his
thighs. I couldn't resist bending my head down and taking the head of his
cock into my mouth to give it a few sucks. I would have liked to carry on
until he cummed, but I really wanted him to fuck me with that rod of iron
that was then in my mouth, so soon released him as auntie finished sucking
on uncle's cock, looking quite pleased with herself at what she had done in
front of Steve for the first time. If I didn't know my uncle and aunt as I
did, it wouldn't be the last time either.

  So with them then getting up from the rug, a smile from auntie and a
smirk from uncle. It was then our turn to do something similar in letting
them see the consummation of our marriage on the same rug they had fucked
on. With me being the "wife" of our marriage, I went and laid down on my
back on the rug and lifted my legs up as Steve got in between them, putting
my heels up on his shoulders, his arms lifting my legs up to make them
comfortable for both of us. So with him lifting my rear end up a little, he
was in the perfect position and did what he was supposed to do in this
position by pushing his lower body forward, and had his cock enter my ass.

  With the head inside me, he lifted me a little higher and pushed forward
again and had the whole length of his cock enter me. How lovely that was to
have his hard throbbing cock fill me again, and begin to give me the
pleasure of having it move back and forth in my back passage. I smiled up
at him and getting a big smile back from my husband, wondering, how in
hell's name did we get away with it. Us getting married with those not in
the know, not guessing that it was really a gay marriage. His parents would
shit bricks if they knew the truth.

  I now felt him stiffen up and then had the glorious feel of his cum
hitting my inside passage, loving every shot that was coating not only the
sides but his cock too with him still moving it inside me. But he came to
an end and began to sink down to lie on top of me as we kissed, his cock
slowly beginning to slide out of me as my body started straightening up
with my legs slipping down his sides.

  Then I went and did something that I'd never done before, and that was to
quickly turn round and take the head of his cock into my mouth to suck off
and squeeze his cock to get some of his cum also getting a slightly strange
and different taste of him. But then, it was the first time of sucking his
cock straight after he had pulled it out of my ass.

  Now auntie, after being fucked by her husband, couldn't fuck him in
return, but I could fuck mine, which I did. I rolled him over and pulled
him up onto his knees and was quickly behind him and pushed my cock up into
his ass and fucked my new husband. In the old days, it was the done thing
for a King and Queen to be seen copulating after their marriage, some Kings
being fooled into thinking that their new wife was a virgin. Well I wasn't
either in respect of being fucked up the ass, but my husband had been, with
me being the one to deflower him as the saying goes.

  So uncle and aunt watched me do what they have already seen me do in
fucking Steve, though he didn't suck on me after I had cum inside and
pulled out of him. We were just about to go upstairs to wash when aunt
asked us was there anything special we would like for dinner.

  `Are you hungry darling?' I asked Steve.

  `Only for you sweetheart. No. No dinner for me,' he replied.

  `Me neither,' I said to him and turned to auntie. `No dinner for us thank
you aunt. We're going to wash now and will not be back down till tomorrow
morning.'

  Uncle and aunt looked at each other and smiled before I turned round and
went upstairs with my husband, first to wash and then to go to bed and do
the same as we had done down on the rug in the lounge. But now, I had
gotten into the habit of taking a bowl of water and a towel into the
bedroom with me to save us trooping down the hall to the bathroom after
each time of fucking an ass. It was lovely after having washed ourselves to
get on what was now our bed, not just mine, and I would have him sleeping
with me all night and for as long as we wanted.

  It was strange, after having had sex in all its form that we could do
before sleeping, have an arm round and holding me, feeling a warm body
close up to my back, also the cock that I loved pressed against my bum as
we finally got off to sleep after such a wonderful day.

                                                    *

  It was lovely to wake up, feeling a hard cock pressing against my
back. Mine just sticking out in front of me. He stirred as I moved and I
pushed the covers down and saw that cock of his just begging to be sucked
and proceeded to do just that. I took the head into my mouth and began to
suck on him before he was fully awake.

  `Turn round,' I heard him say, and so, without letting him go from my
mouth, shuffled my body round, my feet banging against the beds headboard
as his mouth took in the head of my cock and there we lay, sucking on each
other's erection and getting the nights accumulated cum to taste and
swallow before licking each other clean.

  I surprised him when I turned round to kiss him, for I hadn't swallowed
all of his cum and now, with our lips together and our mouths half open,
pushed some of his own cum into his mouth which gave him a jolt, unable to
get his lips off mine because of me holding his head, giving him no option
but to swallow what had come out of his own balls. He, later that night did
the same to me and so it became a regular thing between us, this passing
over some of the other's cum to swallow.

  But the wedding day was over and both shops having been closed for it,
now had to open, so after breakfast, we all got dressed, aunt and I in
dresses and the men in trousers etc, we went to work, getting a kiss from
Steve outside our shop as uncle opened it up, for the deli shop was further
down the road.

  I went there when it was lunch time and my mother-in-law was there too,
as well as some customers. Steve didn't hesitate to come round the counter
to take me in his arms and kiss me.

  `They were married yesterday,' I heard Vera tell the customers there in
the shop and got all of them congratulating us when the kissing was broken
off for him to return to his place behind the counter. I was blushing at
the congrats from those people there and had Steve serve me the usual food
that we had, but now, being a member of the family, didn't have to pay
anything.

  At closing time, we had to wait for Steve as it took the deli a bit
longer to close down for the day, but he arrived and we went off home
together for dinner and then bed. It was a whole week before we would stay
down in the lounge for a while after dinner instead of going straight up to
our bedroom. I like that. Our bedroom! It had a nice ring to it. Our place
to have sex and enjoy the having of each other be it the ass or mouth, both
were a pleasure to have one's cock in.

  It was several weeks before auntie shyly asked if she could come into our
bed and have me suck on her pussy. I explained to Steve that we used to do
this nearly every night before we had got married and he now shared my bed
at night. Auntie did like having me tongue her clit and suck on it and
tongue her vagina until she had an orgasm. He had no objection as he had
never seen a woman have her pussy sucked and so lay down next to us as I
did just that, bringing auntie up to having an orgasm. Though it was a few
weeks more before I fucked her with him watching. In fact, it turned him on
and then got him to fuck me while I was sucking on her. Auntie cumming in
my mouth as Steve cummed in my ass

  It was several months later that he agreed to let uncle fuck me but
declined being fucked himself, having seen the size of uncle's cock when it
was erect. Steve later joined in the daisy chain we made, me being in the
middle fucking him as uncle fucked me, but that was as far as he would go.

                                                        *