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First Published: 10 January 2023

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First Family Party after Covid
by Isabella

Story Codes: M/F, M/f, Incest, Brother/sister, Cousins, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism

First Family Party after Covid

I'm part of a very large family, a party family. All of my life I'd been used to being able to go to a family member's party every single weekend of the year and when I was younger, I would take most of those opportunities to have a little fun at the weekend but now that I'm older, a married mother of a twelve year old girl, let's call her Sarah, I'm Victoria and I'm married to John.

Sarah was a 'Normal' girl but a little on the shy side, she was okay in her own space...at school, in her class of friends, she was gregarious, she sang in the choir, acted in the class drama projects, played an instrument in the school orchestra, she ran, track as well as cross country, and she played football but when outside of home or school, she could be very shy. If I took Sarah to a family party, even though she knew almost everyone at the party and was okay with them, one-on-one, get ten or eleven of them in the same room at the same time and Sarah became a very clingy child...so much so that I often left her at home with her father when I went out to a family party. John couldn't understand my family's need for partying all the time, he'd rather have an early night so that he'd be able to function properly at work the next day.

On the few occasions that I had to take Sarah with me to a party, her 'go to' position was to stand behind me, grab a hand full of the back of my dress and cling on like a limpet...it was like I was towing a daughter shaped trailer behind me as I moved around the party all evening.

Well, that all changed after the twenty-eighteen New Years Eve party, it was one of the few parties that John came to with me, so, Sarah came along with me and John, she was just ten years old at the time, so I had my usual trailer to tow around the party house with me. Within days of twenty-twenty starting, Covid reared its ugly head and everything changed. The big party planned for Saint Valentine's Day was cancelled and we all became hermits, not allowed to leave the house, the school was closed for more than half of the next two years, every time a child tested positive for Covid, the school was closed for two weeks and with no sports, no choir, no orchestra and no dancing, Sarah spent most of the first two years of the Covid pandemic in her bedroom vegetating.

My mother's birthday was the first party planned after that twenty-eighteen New Years Eve party and it was the week before Easter in twenty-twenty-two, because it had been so long between the two parties, John wasn't planning on coming with me and that meant that Sarah would be able to stop at home with him.

Well, best laid plans of mice and men and all that, John got called away at the last minute...and by last minute, the call came in at three o'clock in the afternoon on the day of my mother's party and I had the choice of not going to my mother's birthday party or taking Sarah with me...well we hadn't even been allowed to hold a party for two years and it had taken four more months for my family to actually pluck up the courage to hold a party even after the rules were relaxed...so I was going.

I pushed Sarah into the bathroom to take a quick shower while I sorted through her stash of party dresses and thought to myself, 'Wow, I don't think any of these dresses will fit Sarah now' and then I had that light-bulb moment, the newest party dress on Sarah's rack was bought thirty months ago and a girl grows a hell of a lot in thirty months.

Sarah joined me in her room, she said, "None of those dresses fit me any more mum."

"I'd already worked that out darling but we don't have time to go into town to shop for a new dress for your grandmother's birthday party."

Sarah looked thoughtful for a moment, "Is there anything at the back of your wardrobe that might fit me...I don't mind if you have to put a few pins in one of your dresses so that it fits me."

I was the kind of woman that never threw anything away if it was still in good condition...I knew that I had my old school uniforms from when I was younger than Sarah is now...so I knew that I would find something hidden deep in my wardrobe.

I spotted peach and whispered, "That's my thirty 'Notch' dress!"

Sarah jumped in with, "What's a thirty notch dress mum?"

I smiled as I pushed boxes out of the way with my feet so that I could step deeper into the wardrobe, "Welllllll...I wore that dress to thirty parties when I was fifteen years old, and I got lucky at every one of those parties."

I grabbed at the dress but realised that I still needed to get a little deeper into the murky depths of my wardrobe, the dress came with accessories, several Lycra boob-tubes in contrasting colours, a matching handbag and shoes, they would all be in a cardboard box somewhere close to the dress.

Sarah took the dress and held it against her towel covered body as I searched for the box that went with the dress.

"Erm mum...this dress looks like one of those topless dresses from the nineteen-seventies."

"It is darling but it comes with a few contrasting tops that you wear under the dress, I'm looking for them now."

I could see from the look on Sarah's face that she was sceptical that the dress would work in twenty-twenty-two, fifty years after the dress was first made.

I handed Sarah the box of accessories for the dress and she took them into her bedroom to try them on. There were five different coloured boob tubes, they were very simply made, one size fits no one, just fourteen inch long tubes of ultra stretchy lycra, the bigger the woman's breasts, the less of her ribs were covered by the tube and Sarah had quite large breasts for her age so there would be a little bare flesh between the bottom of the boob-tube and the 'Neckline' of the dress if that's what you could call the top of a topless dress. Sarah came back into my bedroom, she had chosen the black top to wear under the dress, she looked uncomfortable but I thought she looked very sexy, far better than I'd looked when I wore the dress and I was two years older than her back then.

Sarah was pulling at the bottom of the dress to cover more of her legs but that just exposed more of her bare ribcage between the top of the dress and the bottom of the black boob-tube., "Mum, I can't wear this dress, it's too low at the top and too high at the bottom and the boob-tube is too tight, it's very uncomfortable!"

I smiled at her, "Try easing the bottom of the boob-tube up a little, the idea of the tube isn't to fill in all the space between your breasts and the top of the dress, there is supposed to be a little skin for the boys to drool over!"

The look on Sarah's face caused me to laugh as I stepped in to relax the lycra a little covering her breasts, slackening things off a little also gave her breasts a better shape, "There, perfect...the thin peach shoulder straps against the black look really nice..." I eased her shoulder straps a little further away from her neck until they were on the cusp of falling down over her arms, "There, just perfect...just one more thing, do you have any peach dance tights?"

Sarah nodded her head.

"I mean, peach dance tights that aren't full of ladders and holes?"

"Brand new pack...I got them for the Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy before they closed the dance studio down at school two years ago!"

"Well, they would look great with that dress."

"I'll be too hot wearing knickers and tights at this time of the year."

"Well, you could just wear the tights with no knickers under them..." I managed to hide my smile...one of the reasons that I scored so often when I wore that dress was because I seldom wore knickers under it...and I didn't have access to peach coloured dance tights back then, just ordinary tights, light tan legs and a darker panty section that would show below the bottom hem of the dress if I had actually worn them.

Sarah returned to her bedroom to take her knickers off and put her dance tights on, she seemed to be walking a little gingerly when she returned to my room in time to zip the back of my dress closed, "Is everything okay darling?"

"It feels a little bit weird...you know, walking with just the tights on cutting into me, I usually wear knickers or a leotard under the tights."

"I'm sure that you'll soon get used to it darling."

I drove us to my mother's rambling house, there were ten cars parked on the drive so I had to park out on the road, as usual at a party, the front door was wide open, all were welcome, I spotted my mother sitting in state in the living room and took my present to her, the obligatory hug and kiss and I stepped away so that Sarah could give her own present, kiss and hug, I'd made thirty paces into the house without Sarah making a grab for the back of my dress and thought, 'Perhaps Sarah has forgotten about how she usually acts at a party after almost two and a half years of no parties going on.

I was grabbed from behind, a bear hug pinning my arms to my side as a head leaned over my shoulder and kissed my cheek...I complained, "You need a shave Paul!"

Paul was my brother, he was two years older than me and still lived at home with our mother to look after the land behind her house.

"I'll bet you need a shave too...sister darling...so, misery-guts at home looking after the delectable Sarah then?"

Even though we were in our mother's living room and in front of a good number of friends and family, Paul was now cupping both of my breasts through my dress as a part of his bear hug on me. I gestured with my head towards our mother sitting in the corner of the room giving Sarah a hug.

Paul gasped, "That's never Sa...hey, I remember that dress...you drove all of my friends crazy when you wore that dress when you were fifteen years old!"

Sarah had been very careful when she was hugging her grandmother, crouching, rather that bending over her grandmother's chair, Paul released my tits as Sarah pushed herself back onto her feet and by the time that she was facing me and Paul, he relaxed his bear hug on me and gestured with his arms outstretched towards Sarah, saying, "Come and give your old uncle a hug darling..." Sarah stepped up to Paul and let him wrap his arms around her, Paul looked nervously around the room as he hugged her and he lowered his voice to a whisper, "...where's your father?"

Sarah pulled her head off of her uncle's chest and she looked up at his face, she smiled as she said, "He's at Gatwick airport, waiting for his mother to fly in from Greece."

Paul pressed his lips against Sarah's and he stole a kiss as she finished telling him that her father was a hundred miles away from us at that moment.

Paul smiled over at me and in a half whisper he said, "Sarah had better avoid my Alan...his girlfriend dumped him a fortnight ago and he's been like a stag in rutting season ever since!"

Paul's wife Angela called to him for a hand in the kitchen so Paul skipped off and Sarah closed in on me, her arm reached behind my back and I expected her to take a hand full of the back of my dress as she used to do when we were at a party but I felt the flat of her hand against the small of my back, "Mum, what did Uncle Paul mean?"

"What about darling?"

"When he said that Alan was acting like a stag in rutting season!"

"Well, you've seen how stags act in the spring darling, they're always looking for another male to butt their heads against and a female to...well, you know what a stag wants to do to his females at that time of the year."

Sarah looked behind us and her hand slipped quickly away from the small of my back and she moved away from me, I looked behind us in time to see Simon Gamble, my sister-in-law's brother, walking through the front door, I looked back to Sarah to tell her not to let Simon's flirting with her bother her but I was too late, Sarah was at the doorway through to the dining room or rather, for today only, the dance room, all of the furniture had been taken out of the dining room to give people space to dance.

I saw a flash of Manchester United football kit cross the open doorway, my Nephew Alan scooped Sarah in his arms and dragged her into the middle of the throng of dancing bodies as Simon Gamble scooped me in his arms, kissing me on my cheek as he said, "It's been far too long Vicky darling, shall we go up and see if there's a bedroom free?"

I looked in my mother's direction, she was greeting yet another visitor with a kiss and a cuddle, then I looked into the dining room to see if Sarah was okay...she looked fine, dancing away with her Cousin Alan, then I looked into Simon's face and nodded my head.

I made a final passing glance in the dining room as Simon pulled me towards the stairs, Alan had just leaned in to kiss Sarah on her lips, the kiss obviously took her by surprise because her arms shot away from her body, I pulled back against Simon because I was expecting to see an uppercut or a right cross from Sarah once she got her senses back but as she calmed down, rather than fighting against Alan, she relaxed and wrapped her arms around Alan's neck and responded to the kiss, so I let Simon pull me to the stairs.

My mother's house had six bedrooms and when they had a party at her house, the beds were all stripped and covered with rubber sheets to protect the mattresses and then a simple cotton bottom sheet on top of that because there was always a lot of casual sex at our family parties. The Standard Operational Procedure for such days was to leave the bedroom doors open unless occupied and if the bedroom door was closed, partygoers would just have to move on to the next bedroom or find another private space.

We stood on the landing, I thought, 'I must have arrived later than I thought!' because all of the bedroom doors were closed and there were the sounds of heavy sex permeating through the nearest doors to where Simon and I stood. I looked into Simon's eyes and shrugged my shoulders, Simon spotted the bathroom door was open and dragged me into the family bathroom, at least that door had a lock on it, unlike the bedroom doors.

The bathroom wasn't as comfortable for sex as one of the bedrooms would have been, no really flat surfaces to lie on and nothing soft, so the sex with Simon would be standing up but that was okay by me. I walked over to the toilet bowl and leaned forward, I supported my upper body on top of the cistern and casually looked out of the bathroom window.

Simon shuffled in behind me and lifted the back of my dress, he rubbed his hands all over my buttocks, as he pulled the back of my thong to one side, he said, "Do I need to wear a condom Vicky?"

I shook my head, "No, I'm just into my safe period so we're okay."

It had been two long years since I'd had any cock but my husband's invading my body and as Simon thrust his hips against my buttocks, sinking his beautiful cock deep into my cunt in one thrust, I groaned with pleasure and then I stopped groaning as I saw Alan and Sarah walking out in the garden. Alan's right arm was draped around her neck, his right hand stroking her right breast as they walked along.

Alan was looking up at all the bedroom windows, he shook Sarah's body to get her to look up as well, I had to read Alan's lips, it looked like he said, "See, all the bedroom curtains are closed, no one will see us behind my dad's garden shed!"

I looked to my left, the shed was ten feet from the back of the house on the edge of the patio, the shed was square on to the house, even though the back garden was far from square, meaning that while the front left corner of the shed was touching the neighbours fence, the rear left corner of the shed was three feet away from the fence. I could tell that Sarah was digging her heels in, she was definitely reluctant to follow Alan into the void at the back of the shed.

There was a whispered, "Oh my God...I've missed doing this for the past two years..." from Simon.

I guess that not having to wear a condom and doing it standing up like we were was giving Simon a lot more pleasure than he would usually get from screwing his wife in their bed.

Simon bit the back of my shoulder, I looked over my shoulder at him and he stopped biting, "So, you get much in the past two years Vicky?"

I shook my head, "No, just my old man!"

"Fucking lockdown...took all of the joy out of life!"

I looked back at the shed, Alan was backing into the space while holding both of Sarah's hands in his, he was trying to pull her out of sight of anyone in the back garden but Sarah was still showing signs of reluctance...Alan's hands finally slipped off of hers and he slipped a few feet deeper into the void.

I was remembering back to when I lost my virginity to one of my mother's brothers, the shed was different but it was in exactly the same place in the back garden...it wasn't a memorable occasion, I was grabbed from a rope swing that used to hang from an old elm tree's branch close to the shed, my uncle and one of his friends grabbed me and dragged me behind the shed. I had thought that I'd been grabbed because I was being cheeky to him and when he tried to reprimand me, I was trying to kick him from the swing but it was a little more serious than that, he dodged my feet and grabbed me, stopping me swinging and out of the blue, his friend grabbed me too and pulled me from the swing.

It was all over in two minutes, his friend held me down while my uncle got on top of me and screwed me, there was no pleasure for me, just a lot of pain, I was around nine years old and my uncle had a very big cock. I remembered seeing all the blood when my uncle stood up, he gestured with his head in my direction, "You may as well have your turn Jake...I've knocked all of the fight out of her!"

So, I lost my virginity and had my second adult man's cock in me in the space of five minutes. Jake's cock was smaller than my uncle's and he took more time reaching his climax while my uncle stood there watching us, wiping his bloody cock on my knickers...I re-entered my flashback, things had happened so fast that it hadn't really registered on me but after I was grabbed, I was giggling like mad, kicking and wriggling in their arms, I hadn't even realised that I'd been stripped naked in just a few seconds flat. I imagined myself standing where Sarah was standing right now, looking down at myself on the floor under Jake. I was definitely naked and I was just beginning to enjoy Jake's fuck when he climaxed into me.

"I'm sorry...I'm going to cum...much...too...soon...Vicky!"

"Don't worry about it darling...we can't take too long anyway, people will be queuing up outside to use the toilet if we do!"

I felt the first of Simon's spurts flooding into my cunt as I returned my focus to Sarah, I have to be honest that her reluctance to play behind the shed with her cousin had been a little disappointing to me...'Mmmmmm, interesting!' I spotted that Alan was holding the front of his t-shirt up under his chin with his left hand as he pulled the front of his shorts down. I could only see him from the back but he definitely wasn't wearing underpants under his shorts, I could see his bare bum cheeks over the roof of the shed.

I could see from the position of Alan's right arm and the movement of his shoulder that he was wanking himself off in front of Sarah, she was smiling as she looked on, then she looked up, scanned the line of bedroom windows, once again, her eyes didn't even flick over the bathroom window because of the obscure glass...then she looked behind her, checking that the garden was empty as she stepped into the void behind the shed. Alan let go of his cock and Sarah reached out and took over wanking him and as she rubbed his cock, Alan pulled the front of her boob-tube down, exposing her tits and I had a minor climax from Simon's end game as Alan fondled my daughter's tits.

I had a little smile on my face as Simon pulled away from me, his cock was still half inflated and it fell away, the same way that a stallion's cock fell from a mare's cunt that he was covering, even down to the snake of cum that fell to the bathroom floor, thicker than horse cum but it was very similar.

I grabbed a hand full of toilet tissue and started to dredge his cum out of my pussy, "You were storing a hell of a lot of spunk there Simon...when was the last time you emptied those things?"

There was a pained expression on his face, "Three bloody months...Ann's in a bad mood with me for some reason and she's been withholding her favours from me for the last ninety bloody days!"

I opened the bathroom door slowly, just in case there was a queue outside, fortunately we hadn't been in the bathroom long enough for people to get desperate.

I had my mind set on going into the dining room, have a little dance and see if there was anyone else down there looking for a shag...well, apart from my brother Paul that is, he was always up for a shag, a real Martini man...any time...any place...anyone!

The living room was a little full when I got down there so I walked into the kitchen to take that route to the dining room and the dancing/flirting that was going on in there in the half light.

My sister-in-law, Angela, was loading a chocolate cake's top with candles, it was a huge cake, it would make more than one hundred portions and after the ceremony of blowing out the candles while we all sang happy birthday to my mother, Angela would portion it all up, wrap them in serviettes and the younger kids would be sent out into the village to hand the cake around to anyone that may be about.

"Five minute warning Vicky...we're turning the music off in the dining room so that we can all sing to mum!"

I smiled at her, "Okay, thanks, I'll go and warn everyone outside."

I walked out into the back garden, there were people sitting on the patio, I told them that they were getting ready to do the 'cake' thing...I walked down the back of the garden shed, I was expecting to see Sarah still standing with her back to the garden but she wasn't, her back was now pressed against the side wall of the shed, her legs wide open, the panty area of her tights were around her knees and Alan was finger fucking her while she slowly rubbed her hand up and down his cock. The music stopped just as Alan said, "I haven’t got a condom...come on, risk it, just this once...you probably can't get pregnant at your age anyway!"

"No...I've told you five times now, no condom, no screw, I'm right in the middle of my most dangerous period."

"Okay then...if I can't fuck you...how about Greek?"

I saw Sarah shake her head, "Too painful...and...too messy!"

"Okay, how about a blow-job then?"

I saw Sarah nodding her head and she started to bend her knees to slide down the wall of the shed to get into sucking position. I stepped back a little and said, "Have you seen my Sarah anywhere?"

There was no one there to actually ask...I just wanted to give Sarah a little warning that I was just a few feet away from her. I stepped around the corner, Sarah was struggling, she was fighting to get her tights and her boob-tube back into place while she was squatting down in front of her cousin, she had spat his cock out of her mouth but Alan was stopping her from standing up, he had been holding her head in place while he had been fucking her mouth when I asked where she was.

I offered Sarah my hand to pull her back up to her feet, I had to look at Alan to make him let go of her head, Alan gripped his cock in his right hand as I pulled Sarah to her feet, he was waving his cock in my direction and said, "You looking for a little fun Aunty Vicky?"

I smiled at him, "Don't sell yourself short Alan darling, you're not little anymore! Anyway, time to sing happy birthday to your grandma...come on!"

I left Sarah and Alan rearranging their clothes as I walked back towards the house, Alan said, "See, I told you that no one, not even your mother would bother if they caught us playing together...everyone around here is totally cool about sex, even incest!"

Sarah and Alan separated as they entered the living room, Sarah came over to me and stood next to me while we all sang for my mother with gusto, as my mother blew out the candles, Sarah pressed her mouth against my ear and whispered, "I'm sorry mum...you know, for sneaking off with Alan like that!"

I swapped places, my lips against her ear, "You don't need to be sorry about anything darling, if you were doing what you wanted to do, then everything is fine, I heard you refuse to let Alan screw you without a condom and that was exactly the right thing to do...never allow any boy or man to pressurise you into doing anything that you aren't comfortable with."

Sarah looked shocked but she was quick to get her lips in place by my ear again, "Don't you mind if I have sex then?"

Another swap, "I'd be very upset if you did it just because the boy wanted you to do it and Alan was wrong...you can get pregnant at your age!"

We ate cake and then the music was turned back on in the dining room but this time, the steam in the hi-fi had been turned down to level five and the curtains closed as well as the lights being turned off, a much more intimate dance experience than before cake time.

Sarah and I both went into the dining room, I danced with my brother, Paul, and I danced him into the corner opposite the hi-fi, the only source of light in the dining room as well as the loud speakers...the door into the kitchen kept being opened and closed as people joined or left the dance, that caused sudden flare-ups of light, I needed the darkest corner of the room so that I could give Paul a little wank as we danced. We remained in the corner for eight tracks as I was edging Paul slowly to his climax but I wasn't planning on getting a wet hand, I was planning on taking him to the heights and then dropping to my knees at the last minute and taking his seed in my mouth.

During the time that I was dancing with Paul, I was also keeping an eye on Sarah, she danced one track with a cousin, an uncle or a family friend and then moved on to another, she was using the middle of the room in the main so I kept seeing snatches of her dancing, each of her dance partners were taking liberties with her, at the start, she was pushing hands away from her body but in the end, she stopped and just let them touch her wherever they wanted to.

I was getting Paul close to his end game when I spotted Simon Gamble make a hit on Sarah...he must have snuck up behind her because she always ran a mile whenever she saw him because he was so openly aggressive and crass when he flirted with her that she always took the nearest exit whenever she saw him but now, I saw her dancing with him and he was moving her closer to the darkest, quietest, corner of the room where me and Paul were rocking from side to side in time to the music as I wanked him off.

Simon kissed Sarah, a long kiss that lasted until they were dancing just a foot away from where I was dancing with Paul, he broke the kiss with, "So...how come you didn't fight me off and run a mile this time Sarah?"

She pulled away from him slightly, he had pulled the front of her boob-tube down, exposing her breasts, as they danced across the room, she pulled her top back into place, "I guess I'm growing up at last Uncle Simon."

I was expecting Sarah to duck under Simon's arms and go off to find a younger dance partner to dance with but I got yet another surprise, she stepped back in to Simon's arms and started dancing with him again, her arms wrapped around his neck so that she could kiss him more easily and his hands went down to her bottom and he started to maul her bum cheeks as they turned slowly in time with the music.

Simon started to work on Sarah, trying to get her to go upstairs with him to one of the bedrooms but she steadfastly turned him down. Even though Sarah was so close to me, when Paul got close to his climax, I sank down to my knees and took his cock in my mouth so that he could have his happy ending without making a mess on the dining room carpet. Paul made quite a bit of noise as he climaxed and someone chose that moment to come into the dining room and shine a spotlight on what I was doing to Paul.

Paul had to do a quick runner in case Angela had spotted anything from the kitchen when the door opened and I slinked back into the living room, Sarah caught up with me and asked me if I'd just sucked my brother's cock in the dining room.

I nodded my head, "I'd usually have gone up to his bedroom for a little fun but Angela's very suspicious and she's been watching the stairs like a hawk so he had to make do with a blow-job this time."

"But mum...isn't that incest...isn't that illegal?"

I nodded my head again, "It is illegal and we could get into a lot of trouble if the authorities find out but we all look at it this way, so long as no one gets hurt and there isn't a dangerous pregnancy, it's all good clean fun!"

"So...you think that it would be okay if I had...erm...some fun with say, a cousin or someone?"

"Providing you used a condom and took every other precaution, I'm sure that you're ready to take that step."

Angela was distributing birthday cake around the youngest kids at the party and sending them off in various directions to hand out cake to people in the area around my mother's house. Sarah was given a box with twenty slices of cake wrapped in serviettes and asked if she could take them around our neighbours at home.

Sarah asked Alan if he'd like to give her a hand to distribute the cake in our area and he eagerly agreed so I ended up taking them both, along with a large box full of birthday cakes, in my car back to my house. As I drove along, I suggested to Sarah that got changed before she went around our neighbours but mainly because I had no idea what time her father would be home and I wouldn't like him to see Sarah in my pulling outfit from when I was fifteen years old.

I left Alan standing out on the drive with the box full of cake while I took Sarah into the house to get changed. We went into the house through the back door, I paused at my kitchen 'Junk' drawer, pulled it open and dropped five condoms into my bumper, mega pack of condoms that were rushing towards their use by date because of my lack of sex during lockdown, I threw away a comment, "I always like the security of carrying a half dozen condoms in my bag...just in case I get a few offers during an evening."

I saw Sarah look into the drawer at the size of the box of condoms and how full it was.

We both went into the utility room together, I found her denim dress, with the long zip all the way up the front, in the laundry basket, it was in there, waiting to be ironed. I pulled it out while Sarah stepped out of the dress part of her outfit, "Denim doesn't really need to be ironed, this dress will be perfect and save you a trip up to your bedroom to find something to change into..." I pulled out a bra and a pair of knickers for her as well and dropped them on top of her dress, "...this underwear will do as well but you might want to consider ease of access...if you know what I mean!"

I had put the kettle on for a coffee for myself as Sarah left the utility room in the zip fronted denim dress and a pair of trainers on her feet, I watched her stop at the still open junk drawer and she took a few condoms out of my box before running out of the kitchen to join Alan, still standing on the drive holding a cardboard box full of birthday cake for distribution around our neighbours.

I stood in the living room watching the two of them going from house to house, I was wondering where Alan would take Sarah to screw her, when I was Sarah's age, it would have been the toilet block on the park or behind one of our neighbour's sheds in their back garden, even on the bench in the bus shelter up on the main road. I lost sight of Sarah and Alan and thought that they were heading for the park, even though there was no longer a toilet block on the park these days.

I heard a sound from my back garden, something...or someone... was at my dustbins. I went into the kitchen but didn't turn the lights on, the thought hit me, 'Kids today have no imagination!' Alan had just dumped the cardboard box in my recycling bin and Sarah was down the bottom of the garden opening the doors on our summer house. I would never have fucked one of my boyfriends in my own back garden when I was a teenager.

I watched as Alan unzipped the front of Sarah's dress while she started to rip open one of the condoms from my old stock. He left his t-shirt on but took his shorts off and then he pressed her to the floor of the summer house as she struggled to get the condom rolled down his cock before he speared her body with it.

Well, if my husband turned up now, I'd have to keep him out of the kitchen because Sarah and Alan were fucking in a position where they could clearly be seen from the kitchen window.

As I stood there watching Sarah and Alan fucking on the summerhouse floor I discovered that Sarah was a bit of a screamer, it was actually a good job that she and Alan were using our own property to fuck in because it turned out that Sarah made a hell of a lot of noise when she reached her orgasm, if I had made that kind of noise when I was her age, I would have been caught fucking a million times.

My phone rang causing me to jump out of my skin in my darkened kitchen, I looked at the screen, it was my husband John calling me. I actually had to run into the living room and close the door before I answered the call because of the noise that Sarah was making out in the back garden.

"Hi darling...how are things going with your mum?"

"She's fine, she had a great time, even though she was on the island for her old school friend's funeral...all of her other friends went there from all over the world. I'm ringing to see if we could use a little cheese and cream, the dairy has a lot left over today!"

"We could use a little cream and cheese...thank your mum and dad for me...how long will you be?"

"As soon as I've unloaded the car I'll be heading home, probably ten to fifteen minutes."

I did the usual closing a call down routine and as soon as I'd closed the call down, I ran back through the kitchen and out to the summer house. Sarah was running through yet another orgasm as I reached the doors into the summerhouse. "I'm sorry Sarah, your father will be here any minute so you have to stop now!"

Alan answered, "It's okay Aunty Vic...I finished ages ago, I was just giving Sarah a little extra fun!"

As Alan was talking, he backed out of Sarah's cunt, he ripped the condom off of his cock and looked around for somewhere to toss it, I stopped him throwing it out into the garden and offered him my left hand to use as a bin. It took Sarah a little while to get her breath back, Alan pulled her to her feet and she latched the two halves of her zip together and closed the front of her dress. I pointed to the silver foil condom wrapper on the floor and she dropped that into my left hand too.

Alan walked the field paths back to his house and I followed Sarah back to the kitchen, I looked at the used condom in my hand, no sign of blood so Sarah wasn't a virgin when Alan got his hands on her. "Sarah darling, I'm sorry but I will have to take you to see Doctor Gordon on Monday morning for the morning after pill, Alan should have known better than to keep screwing you after he'd filled his condom...he should have pulled out as soon as he finished his climax."

I went into the utility room and dug out one of my plastic sanitary disposal bags, dropping the condom and its wrapper in that before popping it in the bin would ensure that John didn't see the used condom, even if he dropped the contents of the kitchen bin into the outside bin.

I pointed out to Sarah that she needed a shower or her father might smell the sex on her body and as he chose that moment to pull onto the driveway, Sarah nipped into the utility room to shower in there, rather than risking bumping into her father in the hallway on her way to the main family bathroom upstairs.

John walked into the kitchen and handed me a two kilo block of cheddar cheese and an industrial four pint carton of double cream, I took both to the fridge while John dropped his shoes off in the utility room. I heard a shriek but it wasn't as I expected...Sarah shrieking because her father had walked into the utility room and seen her in the shower, it was John shrieking out an, "I'm sorry darling but you should have locked the door if you're taking a shower in here!"

Sarah was totally calm, "Daddy, it isn't like it's the first time you've seen me in the shower!"

John rushed out of the utility room and mumbled, "Like that it is!"

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him and as we kissed, I pulled him against my body, feeling his erection against my belly, "She's grown up a lot in the last year!"

After the kiss he asked, "How was she at the party today?"

"A totally different girl, she danced with more than half of the guys at the party...she's definitely attracted a lot of attention and didn't once cling on to me."

When I told John about Sarah's popularity at the party, I felt his cock bounce against my belly and even though I'd had enough sex earlier with Simon in the bathroom at the party, I threw John a bone, "If you aren't too tired...you could visit my bedroom before you go to bed!"

John had a little smile but then he shook that smile off, "We'll have to wait ages before Sarah goes to sleep."

"Sarah's grown up enough now to realise that she didn't get here by Immaculate Conception and we're old enough to have sex when we want to have sex."

I went to the utility room door and said, "Sarah, me and your father are popping up to bed now, don't stay up too late!"

I grabbed John's hand and dragged him up to bed, he wasn't anything like a lover really, sex for him was a mechanical process. He went to the toilet.

I stripped off, got into bed on my back and waited for John to finish in the bathroom, he came into my room wearing his pyjamas and turned the light off before joining me in my bed.

He fucked like he had a metronome in his head set to 'SLOW', I almost never achieved an orgasm when John fucked me and it always took him about thirty minutes to get himself off at that speed...the devil in me took over, "What did you think when you saw Sarah in the shower?"

"I thought 'If she's that big at thirteen, how big will she be when she's twenty?' she really is growing up fast!"

I started to lie to him about the way the boys and men were flocking around her at the party and I ended with, "I think that it was a good job that all of the bedrooms were occupied or I might have lost sight of Sarah a few times with some man or boy...I think I might have to take her to see Doctor Gordon on Monday morning to have a talk with him about contraception."

Well, my inner devil certainly doubled the speed of John's internal metronome and I managed to reach my own climax just before John spilled his beans in me and that was the end of our fuck. John was so used to using a condom when we fucked that as soon as he had finished spurting, he jumped away from me and lay at my side to catch his breath with his flaccid cock resting on top of my hip.

Apart from my own orgasm, our fuck went pretty much to plan, John only ever achieved one erection a night so once he climaxed, he totally lost interest in sex and as soon as he got his breath back, he would leave my bed and return to his own bedroom but there was another diversion from his usual plan, as he rested to get his breath back, we heard Sarah climbing the stairs, John held his breath as if Sarah might hear him in my bedroom and be somehow scandalised by that prospect.

Sarah's footsteps stopped outside my bedroom door and there was a gentle knock, "Mum...are you still awake?"

"I am darling, what's the problem?"

"The shower cap split and my hair got wet...can I borrow your hairdryer please?"

I covered both me and John with the top sheet, "Yes, it's okay, you can come in, the hairdryer is in my top drawer."

Sarah walked into the room and turned the light on and then she stopped dead in her tracks when she realised that I wasn't alone in my bed as she had expected, John looked over at Sarah, her body wrapped in a bath towel and nothing else. I felt movement against my hip, John's cock was waking up once again...and...once again, it was Sarah that caused the inflation.

Sarah came to her senses and made a lunge for the drawer unit, grabbed my hair dryer and ran for the door again, before John could shout for her to turn the light out, the door had been slammed shut and Sarah ran across the landing to her own bedroom.

I slipped my hand under the sheet and rubbed the palm of my hand over John's cockhead, there was still a little spunk in his pipes that leaked out over my palm and as I massaged that spunk into his cock I said, "This is unusual, a second erection, was that caused because Sarah caught us in bed together or..." I didn't finish my question because if I actually pointed out to John that he'd grown two erections in just an hour from seeing our daughter in the nude and then just wrapped in a towel, that point may have killed his erection and for the first time in our married life, I had John, with a hard cock, in my bed with the lights on.

I ground the palm of my hand into the head of his cock for a few more minutes before I pushed the sheet off of us, "I'd like to see what it feels like to suck your cock darling...is that okay?"

His body stiffened as I said that I wanted to suck his cock but he relaxed when I asked if that was okay, he nodded his head in answer to my request and I started to kiss my way across his chest, paying attention to sucking his nipples in passing and then I kissed down to his abdomen. As I closed in on his cock, he grabbed a handful of my hair so that he could pull my mouth away from his cock if he didn't like what I was about to do to him.

I shuffled my head to a point where my lips just brushed his foreskin and then rested a moment.

I could feel twitching in his hand on my hair as he was about to pull my head away if he changed his mind or if he didn't like having his cock sucked.

I opened my mouth and took his cockhead in, being careful to keep his foreskin covering his glans so that I didn't overload his pleasure too much, too quickly. I massaged his balls gently with my left hand and used my right to just rub the shaft of his cock as well. I wasn't trying to get him off and as soon as I felt the first blast of his pre-cum in my mouth, I backed off slightly to let him calm down a little.

I even popped his cock out of my mouth to ask him if he was still okay with me sucking his cock, he nodded his head and mumbled, "Yes, it actually feels quite nice!" So I went back to work, using my mouth to get him close to his second orgasm of the evening.

When I finally let John cum in my mouth, he was really shocked, "Did you actually swallow that?"

"I did...it didn't taste nearly as bad as I'd imagined it would!"

John shook his head and pulled his pyjamas back on to leave my bedroom, Sarah was still drying her hair when John left my room, her bedroom door must have been open because I clearly heard her saying goodnight to her father as he passed her bedroom door.

I heard the buzz of my hairdryer stop and then my bedroom door opened again and Sarah turned my light on, "Can you brush the back of my hair for me while I use your hairdryer please...if you're not too tired that is!"

I beckoned her to sit on the side of my bed and plug the hairdryer into the socket at the side of my headboard. I started brushing the hair on the back of her head while she wafted the hairdryer around in the general direction of her head.

"I've never seen dad in your bedroom before...never mind actually in bed with you!"

I chuckled a little, "No darling, he would usually wait until long after you've been in bed before he visited me in here so that he was certain that you were asleep!"

"Why was it different tonight?"

"When your father saw you in the shower he got excited and I didn't want to waste it!"

She looked over her shoulder at me trying to hide the smile on her face, "You'd never know it from looking at him would you?"

"What do you mean darling?"

"I thought that dad was different to the other men that I know, I've never seen him flirting with anyone like my uncles and cousins...hell, every other boy or man that I know, they all flirt, all try to get a girl into bed with them but not my dad!"

"No darling, your father is definitely not like other men, he would never try to get any other woman into bed but me and he doesn't do that more than two or three times a year...tonight was a special occasion because he was already excited and I'm in the safe part of my cycle so he could do it without a condom."

"How does my hair feel?"

"Still a little damp but if I put your hair into rag-rollers and tie it in a tight scarf, you could go to sleep and it will dry into ringlets in the morning, they would brush through nicely!"

"I think that Alan might be calling for me in the morning...what will dad say?"

"Your father would tell you to keep well away from any male member of my family, they don't treat women or girls very well, it would be better if you got up early and you go over and call for Alan but remember to take a handful of my condoms with you and make sure that everyone uses them and as soon as they fill the condom, make them get out of you...for some reason they always say that they just want a little longer to cuddle with you but don't take any of their crap, if they don't get off of you willingly, shove them off and then get out of there, it's the only way they'll learn the lesson."

Well, the first family party since Covid 19 reared its ugly head certainly ran its usual course, I got fucked by one relative and sucked off another, Sarah wanked her cousin and then sucked him at the party, she let almost half the men at the party kiss her and fumble with her body on the dance floor and then she let her cousin fuck her after the party, so all in all a good party...and after, I got a fuck from my husband and found a trigger that would encourage him to work a little harder to give me my orgasm...a trigger that I could use in the future to increase my own pleasure from him and I got him to allow me to suck his cock for him, something that I thought would never happen but he had a little fun while I did it.

I'm not sure how many of my female relatives had sex at the party, at least six, and knowing the girls in my family, it wasn't just six men fucking the six women, the stairs were more like a revolving door at a hotel, sending men in to do battle one after the other, I'd really have to make sure that I turned up earlier at the next party so that I could have one of the bedrooms to have my fun in.

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