Date: Fri, 16 Nov 2012 06:48:47 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Uncle and Aunt. Part Nine.

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

    Part Nine.

  We'd been married now for six months before there was an accident in the
house. It was on a Sunday, and auntie had gone up into the loft where she
had a chest that held some of her old patterns and other bits and
pieces. Uncle had offered to get it down for her, but she said that she
knew what she was looking for and went up on her own. How she got it down
from the loft without having a problem then, I don't know. But we were in
the lounge when she came down with this chest held close to her stomach and
near the bottom, slipped and fell. With the chest in front of her, that hit
the floor first with the edge then really catching her in the stomach. We
heard her scream and rushed out into the hall to see her writhing on the
floor, holding her stomach and crying out that it hurt.

  We tried to help her up, but she kept curled up, her hands tightly
pressed to her stomach and uncle was straight on the phone for an
ambulance. Steve and I tried to help but couldn't get her to straighten
up. Uncle came back and ran upstairs and came back down with her dressing
gown which we managed to get in on her, prising up her arms, one at a time,
away from her stomach to get this on. We were then told to go upstairs and
get dressed before the ambulance came. This we did, and on our return
downstairs, he went up and got dressed too and was back just as the
ambulance showed up.

  The two medics came in and quickly got a stretcher back in and managed to
get her onto this and she was carried out and put in the ambulance which
uncle then got in too, and we watched the ambulance go roaring off with its
siren sounding to clear the roads.

  It was a desolate dinner that Steve and I had alone, the first time in
all the time I had lived there, not having my uncle and aunt at the table
for any meal. I had cooked it as I normally helped auntie in doing the
meals now and Steve would give a hand in the washing up afterwards. But we
only picked at what I had cooked and it was close on ten when uncle phoned
to say that there didn't appear to be anything serious in auntie's fall,
but she would be kept in for a few days and that he would be staying at the
hospital overnight. He wanted me to run the shop in the morning and he
would be home sometime during the day and would look in the shop as well.

  So with it not appearing to be really bad news, we went to bed where our
sex was rather perfunctory that night in bed, and even went without when we
woke up the next morning. We had breakfast before going to our shops and it
wasn't until the later afternoon that uncle turned up, looking rather tired
and drawn.

  `How's auntie?' I asked as soon as he came into the shop, quite anxious
as to how she was.

  `Well, they took quite a few x-rays of her stomach and did some other
tests but cannot find any damage to her insides, so think she'll be able to
come home after a few days if nothing else shows up,' he told me.

  `Well that's good news really, that she's okay and will soon be able to
come home,' I said.

  `I suppose so, but I still can't stop worrying about her,' he said.

  `That's only natural, you being worried, but she's okay and that's the
main thing. Well it's four o'clock and we haven't had much business today,
so we should close for the day and I'll take you home. You lock up and I'll
go and tell Steve that we're going home and he'll have to come home on his
own,' I said and went out and down to the deli to tell him this, which was
okay with him.

  Uncle was waiting for me outside our shop and we went home together. It
was just habit, that as soon as we were in the house, we took our clothes
off and he went and sat down in his chair. I went and gave him a kiss and
sat on his lap for him to cuddle me.

  `It's been some time since we did this uncle,' I said, giving my bum a
wiggle, feeling his cock being moved under my bum. `To take your mind off
of your worrying, will you fuck me here on the rug?' I asked him in a shy
voice. I knew immediately that he would, for I felt his cock starting to
harden up beneath me.

  `You do know the right panacea for me Norma,' he said, and I got off his
lap and went and got onto my knees on the rug, my legs open as I heard him
rise up from the chair. His cock had also risen, feeling it touch my ring
piece as he got between my legs and had his hands come onto my hips.

  Knowing the size of his cock compared to Steve's, took it slowly in
pushing himself inside my ass, me still getting that little pain as he
widened the entrance until the head slipped in, then to be followed by the
rest of his cock until his thighs were tight up to my bum.

  `Wow,' I gasped. `It feels even bigger than it used to be.' Letting my
breath out that I had been holding in.

  `It shouldn't be, but it's nice to hear you say that,' he said as he
began to move himself inside me, bringing goose bumps up on my arms and all
kinds of tingles inside me as he got into the rhythm of fucking me once
again.

  I couldn't help but croon as he massaged my insides with that lovely cock
of his, feeling it pulsating in time with his heart beat plus the throbbing
that it gave out too. But with it being some time since he'd last fucked
me, he cummed sooner that he used to, spraying my insides and me loving and
crying out at feeling every emission.

  He came to a halt, leaning over my rear end, panting for breath. `Having
you once again Norma, makes me a little jealous of Steve in doing this
every night to you. I miss doing this with you.'

  `Well we'll have to change things round a bit so that you can have me now
and then when the need arises,' I said, chuckling at the pun. `I miss
fucking auntie too.'

  `Well that can be changed too,' he said as he pulled out of me as my
muscle flexed and tried to hold his cock in place, but lost out again and
had the cool air waft round my shrinking asshole. He pulled me up and
turned me round to hug and kiss me saying, `Thank you Norma. I needed
that.'

  `I thank you for having me for I wanted it too,' I said, and we broke
away from the hugging and got up from the rug and he went upstairs to wash
and I went into the kitchen to start preparing dinner for when Steve came
home. It was nice to stand there seeing to the vegetables and feeling
uncle's cum slowly moving down my inner thigh having oozed out of my ass.

  Steve arrived home eventually and I told him that auntie appeared to be
okay and would be home in a couple of days, which pleased him too. I told
him to go up and get undressed and dinner would be ready when he came back
down.

  So the three of us ate at the table, me missing seeing auntie's tits
opposite me during the meal but knew that it wouldn't be long before I
could see them move about, especially when she reached across the table for
something.

  After the meal, I told uncle that he should go to bed and have a good
sleep as he didn't appear to have got much sleep while at the hospital,
worrying himself sick about auntie's condition. This he agreed to, so he
went to bed and Steve and I washed up the dinner things and then went to
bed ourselves, though not to sleep right away.

  After kissing and stroking each other's body, we went into the sixty nine
position and sucked on each other's balls and then the cock, until we each
took the cum of the other to savour and swallow, finishing off the job by
licking the head clean. We kissed and cuddled again till we were both ready
once again and then fucked.

                                                       *

  Three days later, auntie was brought home by uncle and she was heartily
welcomed by both me and Steve, giving her a kiss and a big hug knowing that
nothing was wrong and she was back home. With having her with us again, we
soon got back into our ways of doing things round the house and at the
shop.

  I went and told Steve what my uncle and I had done in the past and even
though he had seen me sucking on auntie's pussy, didn't know that I had
also fucked her on many occasions and that we would still like to do the
sharing again. As I really pushed him in saying that I wanted to fuck
auntie again as well as the sucking of her pussy that he finally agreed
that uncle could fuck me in return. Though he did make it clear, that when
it came for uncle to fuck me, it was to be in the other bedroom and not the
one we slept and had sex in. This I agreed to though he wouldn't object to
seeing me fuck auntie, which he did later.

  There really wasn't anything else but my body to give to Steve in letting
me fuck auntie and get fucked by uncle, for he himself was fucking me every
night, be it up the ass or in my mouth, not having anywhere else that he
could with me not being a female. Now if I was, I would have been able to
give him a child which was not going to happen, but we both knew this from
the outset with him saying that I was all that he wanted, and kissed him
for that.

  So twice a month, I was in uncle's bedroom and had him fuck me with
auntie watching, and then she would be in my bed for me to fuck and suck
her with Steve watching.

  Three months later, a bombshell was dropped in the house.

                                                      *

  Auntie had taken the afternoon off to visit her doctor for a check up,
having had the hospital's x-rays sent for him to check against those that
had been taken quite a few years ago. Long before I had even moved in with
them.

  She was very quiet that evening at dinner and it wasn't until we'd eaten
and the things washed up and put away and with us all sitting in the lounge
when she dropped this bomb.

  `I'm pregnant,' she said, as calm as can be. There were looks of
amazement from uncle at this news, for they had been married for nearly
twenty years without having had any children, another reason why they took
me in after my parents death, apart from the fact that as being part of the
family, they felt obliged to do so.

  Both Steve and I said that we were pleased for her after all these years
without having had a child.

  `But there's a problem,' she then said. `As you know Roger. I went and
had a check up because I wasn't able to conceive and they took x-rays that
showed I had a blockage up in the uterus, and they thought it would be
dangerous for me if the operated and it was best left as it was. Well these
new x-rays show that the blockage had been cleared by my having had that
fall down the stairs. Hence I was then able to conceive.'

  `So what's the problem Becky?' uncle asked.

  `Since the fall, I've had sex with you Roger, and Norma, so now I don't
know which of you is going to be the father of the child I'm carrying,' as
she then burst into tears. Uncle was quick up from his chair as I was from
the sofa, and we both knelt down either side of her chair and put our arms
round her. I gave a quick glance over at Steve and saw his eyes wide in
amazement.

  Could it have been me, my mind ask myself? Don't be ridiculous, you're
still a boy, my mind answered. That doesn't mean that I could not have made
her pregnant. Have yourself a D.N.A. test. That won't prove anything until
the child is born and a test done on the baby. That was just a couple of
thoughts that went through my mind,

  Roger was soothing auntie better than I could, so I went back and sat
down next to Steve.

  `I wish it was me that was pregnant,' I said to Steve, holding his hand.

  `You'd be in the same boat as Becky then, for your uncle has fucked you
too,' he replied, `but it's something that will not happen to you darling,
and I'm sure you'll understand why. But to be on the safe side, well, half
anyway, to see if your cum, er, sperm is fertile or not. Your uncle too and
it one of you is infertile, then the answer will be known. If you are both
fertile, then you won't know until the baby is born.' I mulled this over
for he had a point there, but I wouldn't say anything at the time, but
would do as Steve had suggested.

  `Comfort auntie,' I said to Steve, `as I want to have a private chat to
see if uncle will do the same.' So we both got up and I gave uncle a look
and beckoned him away from auntie, indicating the kitchen. He gave auntie a
kiss and got up for Steve to take his place and he followed me, and inside
the kitchen, told him what Steve had suggested. He gave me a look and
slowly began to nod his head.

  `It may be the answer, otherwise we won't know until the child is born,'
he said. Exactly what Steve had said, but we then agreed to have some tests
done within the next couple of days.

  So a couple of days later, I had the afternoon off and went home and
changed into male clothing and went off to the hospital to have a fertility
test that had been booked. I had to be wearing Steve's clothes for I didn't
have any of my own for my size now. I was put into a room with a small cup
that had a lid and given a men's magazine to look at. The theory being that
looking at pictures of naked women would give cause for me to have an
erection so that I could then jerk off and catch my cum in the small cup
for them to analyse it. I didn't need the magazine, but just thought of
having uncle fucking me that raised me up enough to jerk off and catch my
cum in the cup. With the lid on properly, went out of the small room and
handed it over and I was told that it would be checked out and they would
let me know in a few days time by post.

  By the time I got home, the shop would be closing in a short time, so all
I did was to get Steve's clothes off and started doing some food for
dinner. Read that as vegetables as I didn't know what auntie had planned,
but I also had time to get the dining table laid ready. Auntie had been
told what we were going to do and on their arrival wanted to know the
result. I had to tell her that I would be told by post in a few days time.

  To carry on with this somewhat traumatic period, the next day, uncle went
to the hospital and was back home when we got there from the shop for him
to tell her the same as what I had said. Meanwhile, we carried on with our
sexual interchanges for the deed was done as far as auntie was concerned,
so I still got to fuck her and have uncle fuck me, and me still having
Steve to do the same to me and me to fuck him too.

  Three days later, uncle and I both had a letter from the hospital which
would be telling us the results of the tests. We were sitting at the dining
table just having had our breakfast and we opened them up to see the
answer.

  `Well I'm fertile, I said, looking over at uncle.

  `I'm not,' was the stony reply

  `Oh shit!' said Steve.

  `Oh Christ!' said auntie, looking at me and then at uncle.

  Oh fuck!' I said. Not looking at uncle with what this meant.

  `Well D.N.A.'s are not needed now,' said Steve, and then looked
crestfallen as the three of us glared at him with that remark.

  `I'll be forty years old when it's born,' auntie wailed. `Too old to
start being a mother.'

  `I wish it had been me having the baby,' I said.

  `Well you are going to be the father of it, so why not have it,' she came
back at me. This stung me but at the same time, had lots of different
thoughts rampage through my mind at what she had just said. Uncle picked up
on it right away as I had done, but it was between him and auntie as to
what should be done about this.

  `The way I see it,' uncle began, taking his time to get his thoughts to
program them into words and in the right order, ` is that now we know that
you are going to be the father of the child, why can't you be the mother
also?'

  `I don't follow you dad,' Steve said, coming into this talk. This being
the first time I'd ever heard him saying the word dad in place of uncle.

  `Well the final decision will be Becky's, but if she doesn't want to
bring up the child, why don't you two do this. After all, Norma is the
father, and can now become the mother at the same time.'

  `That's ridiculous uncle!' I cried out. `How in heavens name can I pass
myself off as being pregnant and have the baby at the same time?'

  `Thinking along those lines and the way that it can work, is that you two
go on your honeymoon, extended over six months, travel somewhere, and then
let it be know that you are pregnant to Steve's mother and father and then,
have some delays in returning and have the baby while still abroad and you
can then take over the baby on your return. Yes,' he mused. `If it's done
properly, I can see it working out that way.'

  `But uncle! It's auntie's baby and her decision!' I cried out.

  `I know, and it is something that we will discuss tonight. In the
meantime,' and he glared at Steve and myself, `not a word is to be spoken
of this outside of this house. Understood?' this last word said quite
firmly and loud.

  `Yes uncle,' was my reply.

  `Yes dad,' said Steve.

  So the problem was put on hold for the time being and we all went and got
dressed to go to work in our different shops.

                                                      *

  Auntie and I saw to the dinner after work and the meal was eaten fairly
quickly with hardly a word spoken and it was the same in the lounge
afterwards.

  `I'm going to bed. Steve?' I asked. `Uncle and aunt have a lot to talk
about. You coming?' It was still quite early.

  `Yes,' he replied quietly. So we both got up from the sofa and went and
kissed auntie and I kissed uncle too while Steve just put his hand on his
shoulder for a brief moment as we both bid them goodnight and went up to
our room.

  `Well that's a fine mess we've got ourselves into,' Steve said as we got
into bed. `Your aunt being got pregnant by you and now going to be the
father of her child while being married to me. Your uncle and me being
cuckolded...'

  `That's not fair Steve!' I retorted, cutting him short. `Auntie and I
have been having sex for nearly five years and uncle, well he's been
married for at least twenty and been having sex with her. And he's known
that I've fucked her and even watched! Oh why couldn't it have been me
that's pregnant Steve?' I asked, with tears in my eyes. A stupid remark I
know, but that's how I felt. `Why couldn't the child have been mine and you
the father?' He gave a snort.

  `Well mixed up it maybe, but you have and are, if you know what I
mean. It's you who is the father and it is your child,' he said.

  `Oh Steve,' I began with the tears now running down my face. `Fuck me and
give me a child and you would then be a father.'

  `The first I can do, but the second is impossible which means the third
won't happen,' he replied, moving to lay on top of me and kissing me. I
could feel his cock up nice and hard between our stomachs, and with me
opening my legs, he moved back in between them and lifted them up so that
they rested on and against his shoulders. His action of moving in closer,
made my rear end rise up a little and felt his cock touch the target and by
leaning forward, entered me, filling me with that lovely weapon of his.

  `Give me a baby,' I whispered as he fucked me. Well at least he
tried. Filling me with his cum, this sperm being the means of giving life
if they could find an egg to start the process, but were doomed by them
entering my ass and not a womb. We'd smiled at each other as he made the
effort until he had given me all his seed and then collapsed on top of me
so that we could kiss, my legs sliding back down making him slowly slide
out of me as we did so.

  He shortly got off me and the bed and washed himself with the bowl of
water that was now always in the room of an evening and after drying his
cock, got back onto the bed for me to fuck him, after which, and the
washing of myself, we kissed and cuddled and fell asleep.

  By going to sleep early that evening, we were awake earlier than normal
which gave us plenty of time to lay upside down to each other and suck on
our rampant cocks and take in the resulting emissions that we gave to each
other.

  Like dinner, breakfast was a quiet meal and we soon got dressed and off
to our shops and it wasn't until after dinner, with us all naked and
sitting in the lounge did uncle come up with the answer. A convoluted one,
but an answer none the less.

  `Well Becky and I spoke of this problem we have and we have decided how
it can be worked out,' he began. `But the most important thing is that what
I am going to say is to be broadcast, but, and I say but, not the real
event that has happened and the result. It's going to be known that you
Norma, is the one that is pregnant.'

  This made me sit up and started to object, but he waved me to sit down
and listen to what they had come up with.

  `When it becomes obvious that Becky is pregnant, she will be falling ill
and will stay at home. You two,' he said, looking at Steve and myself,
`will be going away, having your late honeymoon plus making it into an
extended holiday which you would not be able to have after Norma has had
the baby.'

  `But shouldn't my mum and dad be told first?' Steve asked.

  `Of course Steve, and they will be delighted at the news that you are
going to be a father and that they then will become grandparents,' uncle
replied. `But the pair of you cannot be seen, well Norma at least, until
after the baby is born.'

  He went on to tell us the rest of their idea which would be better for me
to relate what he said as it happened. We agreed to this subterfuge and the
wheels were set in motion a few days later. It was on the Saturday when
Vera was working in the deli with Steve that he told her that I was
pregnant. She was over the moon with this news, he told me later, and that
we had to go and have dinner with them so that we both could be
congratulated by his father at the same time.

  So we went and had our Sunday dinner with them, getting a kiss from both
of my in-laws on our arrival and champagne was given out and we told them
of our plans, uncle's really, of what we were going to do. That was as
uncle said, a honeymoon and holiday until it was time. They were no other
questions asked of this except what would call the baby, wanting to know
some names for a girl or boy whichever it was going to be. This was
undecided and would be left until the baby was born.

  That was the first hurdle over with them now knowing and that they
wouldn't be seeing us until the baby was due. This would not be happening
due to the plan, though they would later after the birth.

  We knew roughly when it would be showing that auntie was pregnant, so our
holiday was booked. A travelling one really and not a fixed place for us to
be staying at.

  We carried on as normal until the time came when it was now visible that
auntie was carrying that the rest of the plan was put into motion. She
would stay at home and uncle would be running the shop on his own while
Vera had got somebody else to run the deli full time with her helping when
she could.

  With it being our last night at home for at least four months, I had
uncle fuck me, Steve knowing this but it took place in the other bedroom
with auntie being there for me to fuck and suck her afterwards. The bonus
was for me to then return to my room where Steve was waiting to fuck me
too.

  The next morning we set off with our two suitcases, mostly carrying my
dresses and underwear, to have a taxi take us to the station for a train to
take us to the airport. Our first destination was Florida, to spend two
weeks there, having fun at Disney World, acting like two children having
great fun on all the rides and seeing Mickey Mouse and Minnie and having
our pictures taken with them. The dress worn for this was a billowy one so
that you couldn't tell anything from the photo's.

  We spent a month in Thailand, having a balcony room where I could
sunbathe properly to get a tan for I couldn't go swimming in the pool with
me being known as a female. Steve and I spent many hours in bed or out on
the balcony, even having sex out there in the open air, it was great.

  Our next stop was Australia where I supposedly fell ill, it only being a
short time before I was expected to be giving birth to our nonexistent
baby. We were supposed to be having this in England, but travel, we told
Steve's parents, was inadvisable and would be returning after all was okay
with me having had the child delivered.

  The thing was it worked. Auntie had stayed at home as said until she was
taken off to hospital where she gave birth to a son. Us being informed the
day before for us to book our flight back home. So two days later after
auntie having had the baby, we arrived home. We were heartily welcomed and
I was first in the see my son that auntie had given birth to. Though she
was the real mother, from now on, it was to be me that was the mother for
all and sundry to know.

  Uncle had work all this out right, even the aftermath, like a cot had
been put into the back room of the shop where the baby would be staying in
as we worked for the simple reason for auntie to breast feed him during the
day, something that I could do, not until he was weaned off from sucking on
her tits.

  My way of giving thanks to uncle was to both suck on his cock in the
afternoon and later have him fuck me that night. Steve getting the same
from me. He too was delighted in seeing the baby and would be known as
being the father, for the next day, we had his mother and father round, for
me to proudly show off their grandson, as they thought.

  In our conflab before they had arrived, we finally agreed to Steve's
suggestion that the baby should be named after his late grandfather which
would please his mother, and so he would be christened as being Leslie
Forbes. I had objected to a middle name, thinking of the future, for if he
turned out to be like me, more of a female than a male, the name then was
one that would suitable for either sex.

  Steve's parents, my in-laws, stayed for dinner and were not witnesses to
the baby being breast fed, which was done upstairs by auntie with me being
there too as it was supposed to be me doing this. Auntie had also brought
me a much bigger bra to wear, padded, under my dress for me to appear to
have much bigger breasts that carried the milk.

  I'm not sure exactly how uncle took all this for he never did say
anything about his wife having had the baby that had been sired by her
nephew who had acted the part of a woman to get married to another man and
was now the supposedly mother of the baby that he had fathered. Oh what a
tangled web we had woven, mangling Sir Walter Scott's quotation, in our
practice of deceit.

  But it was done and had been accepted, and so we were back to being, well
almost, normal again. Steve would be working in the deli. I would be in the
wool shop with uncle, and auntie in the back room, making new dresses for
customers and us two, feeding the baby when it cried for milk.

  It was now five of us returning home where our clothes came off on
arrival to have our dinner in the evening and then go to bed to have sex
that never really varied and was a pleasure to us all. They loved the baby,
my son, as much as I loved Steve and wondered just how Leslie would grow
up, not sure if I wanted him to be like me or not.

  But with loving them, I also loved my Uncle and Aunt.

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