Date: Fri, 4 Mar 2005 23:03:53 +1100 (EST) From: David Jansen Subject: Karen Part 6 At last, the summer is here and I have arrived at my father's place. Well, I know he is my father but he doesn't and that is the way it is going to stay. As I left the plane, Jeff and his wife, my step-mother/aunt, Emily, were waiting for me in the terminal building. The airport is actually a long way out of town but that does not matter, I am here, they were waiting and that is all that counts. Publicly, I kept full decorum, when what I wanted to do was to just drop my panties and fuck Jeff right there in the terminal, but it would have to wait. Jeff's two boys are off on summer camp and his daughter, my cousin, Emma was staying home. She is three years older than me, but she is as beautiful as her mother, who is a real stunner. Originally, I was going to sleep in the same room as Emma, but with the boys gone, I was put into one of their rooms. This two weeks was important to me, because I really wanted to seduce Emily. I had been sleeping with Inga, my mother, and her boyfriend, Steve, as well as my brother, Paul and his girlfriend, Carly. On Inga's birthday weekend, I invited Jeff to stay with us as I knew he was fucking Inga, and I worked out he was really my father, so now Jeff was offering some hospitality by inviting me to his home, and in return I was going to seduce his wife. Sounds funny doesn't it. I quickly settled into my room and unpacked. There was a gentle rap at the door and I said "Come in.' Jeff came into the room and I looked behind him, making sure there was no one else there. The door swung shut and I reached out and hugged him, kissing him on the lips, pushing my body into his, and he responded in the best possible way. I could feel his erection getting stronger every second I held him. "I wanted to just take your pants down and fuck you in the terminal," I said. "And I did you too," Jeff replied, "But we will have to be careful." I reached down and stroked his tool on the outside of his pants as it just got stronger. I pulled the zipper of his pants down and reached inside, manouvering my hand to grasp that silken stick. Giving myself a bit of room, I pulled it out and gently stroked it, feeling its length, its hardness under my hand. "I just gotta suck it, now." I said, dropping to my knees and taking it into my mouth. I felt the soft skin of his glans passing between my lips,and my tongue lapped at it as it passed on its way down to the back of my throat. My technique had improved with practice and I had learned from Steve and Paul how to take their dicks as deep as I wanted to without worrying about gagging on them. I did at first, but I got over that pretty quickly. My lips had wrapped themselves around the shaft of Jeff's cock and the underside of that glorious dick slid over my tongue while the glans penetrated my tonsils. Jeff's hands grasped the back of my head, not to push or pull me, I was quite capable of doing that, but more for something to hold, or some way of touching me in return for what I was doing. I licked the knob, I sucked at my best and within minutes, Jeff started to breathe heavily, and gently pump my mouth. "Ooohhh," he moaned, "You better stop, I am gunna cum if you keep this up." I stopped for a moment and lifting my head, I said, "Who told you not to cum?" and went back to my ministration of that lovely device. It was not long before I got my reward. Jeff grasped the back of my head, and without pulling away, I could feel his dick swelling and he began to shoot his tasty semen into my mouth. Trying to keep quiet, Jeff moaned through clenched teeth as he came, and I hope the room was sound proofed somewhat. His prick pulsed, splurging more semen into my throat, and again as I felt the cum now taking up as much space in my mouth as there was available. Taking that lovely cock and pouring its nectar down my throat just made me so horny. I swallowed it all, not leaving even a dribble, with the tasty residue lining my mouth, I salivated enough to make it all go down, yuuuummy. Again his cock pulsed and poured more cum into me, I swallowed again, while his dick was in my mouth. It must have made some impression as he shot another load into my mouth. "Oh, you just have to make love with me later," I said, "In the morning, first thing. I know you get up early, and Emily doesn't, so you can come into my room and we can fuck then. I won't be wearing anything so you can just come in and help yourself." Jeff was surprised, but nodded, "OK, first thing." Jeff tidied his clothing and we chatted for a minute or two and there came another gentle knock on the door. I called come in and Emma entered. "Oh, I am sorry, I didn't mean to interupt, Dad," she started. "That's OK, we are just catching up on what Karen has learned since I last saw her." Jeff replied. And that we certainly were, I smiled at the nature of Jeff's reply. Emma is very pretty, but not really beautiful, and she is shorter than me, despite being two years older. She has short brown hair, which is not cut to suit her face, she dresses functionally, but without a sense of style. Her teeth are almost straight, white and she has a slight overbite, which actually enhances her face and prominent cheekbones. Emma's best feature is her eyes, a deep blue, large and round, but it is all wasted by a lack of self confidence. Emily is beautiful, without effort she looks beautiful, but Emma, I suspect she has a real confidence thing with her mother. "Look, I will leave you two alone and we can catch up some more later Karen," Jeff said. "I am certainly looking forward to it, Uncle Jeff." I said as he left. I went to the bathroom and rinsed my mouth out, and returned to the bedroom where Emma was patiently waiting. For the next couple of hours, Emma and I sat on the bed and talked. We used to be close when Jeff did not live too far away and we saw each other on a regular basis. We talked about old friends, some who still were, some who have left, some who are now just not in my social circle any more. I started to talk about boyfriends, and Emma just clammed up, saying that she was not interested in boys. "I understand that, the boys around me are all juvenile. I want a man, a real man for a boyfriend, not some idiot driven by his balls." Emma nodded as if in agreement but asked, "But what would you call a real man then?" "Well, take Uncle Jeff, now he is a real man." "Yeah, but he is old." "Not that old, but that does not stop him from being handsome, and I think he is a really sexy guy." "Oh please, my Dad is not that sexy, believe me." "No!" I protested, "Look at him, he is a really good looking guy, and he is trim, no grey hair, and a cute ass. You really need to look at him not as a father, but as a potential lover. And if you found someone like him, then would you not want to bed him?" "Well.." she started, "Maybe, but-" "But nothing," I interrupted, "He is a sexy guy and if you wanted a real man, then he would be for me." Obviously, this was something new for Emma, she had never thought of her father like this before. She was thinking about it. Interesting. "well, all I can say is that if he was to ask nicely, I think I would probably take him up on it." "What? You would have sex with him?" "Why not? He is a real man, and I bet he is a good lover. So why not?" Well I know he is a real man, I know he is a good lover, I have fucked him before, and will do so in the morning. I am looking forward to it. "Oh Karen - " she started. "No, no, don't say anything. You ar eprobably surprised, but he is attractive to me. OK, not much is going to happen here, but under the right circumstances, well who knows. In the right circumstances, I think you would sleep with him to." "Oh no, he is my father." He is mine too, but I am not going to tell her that. "That would be incest." "So? Incest is a social taboo that is meaningless in the modern world. We have the Pill, condoms that work, so kids are not an issue any more. Can you think of any other reason why incest could not be a part of normal family life?" "No, not really, but-" "Pregnancy is the only issue here. In the right family, I think I would be happy about my father teaching me how to fuck properly." "Well, your father wouldn't, would he." Little she knew. "Well maybe not, but the idea is that if my Dad is not available then what about my Uncle filling the position?" The double pun was awful and unintentional, but Emma smiled. "No I don't think so, besides, I only have an aunt." I laughed, and said, "Well, Inga is really georgous and I am sure would be willing to help out where she could." Emma went silent at this. "Would she really?" in a semi-serious tone. This caught my attention, this was interesting, if she was interested in Inga maybe... "Are you interested in girls instead?" I asked. Emma blushed and said "NO! What do you think I am?" "It is not me who thinks anything, I don't care. I am asking about you. If you are not interested in boys then maybe you are interested in girls, but you have to be interested in either one, or maybe both." I paused then took a deep breath, "Look, Emma, you are my cousin, and I have known you all my life. You could not have changed so much in the last few years that I would not like you at all, irrespective of what you are or who you are." Emma blushed and said nothing. "Oh please Emma, I will tell you anything. I have three boyfriends and they are all wonderful guys. One is your age and the others are a little older." I did not mention one was our father, another was my brother and the third my mother's lover. I certainly did not want to scare her by telling her that I have two female lovers as well, my mother and my brother's girlfriend. Emma's eye's just abpout popped out of her head and she asked, "You are having sex with all of them?" "No, just spending time with them, individually," I lied. I did so without compunction here, I felt that Emma would be appalled to learn the truth, that I was sleeping with every one of them, all at the same time if I could. I love two dicks in me, one up the front, one in the mouth and one to pull. Although I have tried anal, I am just not into it at all. "What about you? Ever do it?" "No, well, not really I went on a date with a boy and he touched my breasts and tried to reach up my dress, but I pushed him off. It did not matter though, he still told everyone we did it, that cost me a lot of friends." "What an asshole," I said, "Ever tell anyone the truth?" "Who is going to believe me?" she asked, "He told everyone we did it, and I just could not believe it. He is the most popular boy around, footballer and bright as well. No one will believe me now, it is too late." She ran down, looking a little forlorn. This explained a lot, and how I can approach her. "So right now you are angry at a boy and hurting because he lied about you." She nodded. "But that does not answer my first question, you like girls?" "Honestly?" She asked, I nodded, she hesitated. "I don't know. I mean, I really don't know." "What don't you know?" I asked quietly. I gave her my best wide-eyed innocent look, wondering where I could go with this. Well, I knew where I could go, but would I get there. Emma is smaller than me but she has a really nice figure, bigger tits, she is older, but she is not as mature as she really should be for her age, or maybe, I am a lot more mature than I should be for my age. In either case, I am certainly a lot more worldly than she is, for the moment anyway. Emma hesitated, and started, "Well, I-" I was quiet, silently watching her, I could see her mustering the courage to tell me something. "I was in the school shower after gym just before the break and I really did get turned on by all that naked flesh. I felt my nipples puckering up and I knew the heat in my panties was real. I-, I- " "You what?" I said in as hushed a tone as I could, "Just wanted to reach out and touch one of them?" I whispered. She nodded, looking down, somewhat embarrassed by this revelation. I tried to remember how it felt when I was being turned on by Carly the first time, how scared I was. "I-, I-," I started, feeling like such a bitch, manipulating her like this. "I feel the same way. Do-, Do-, do you think we could be lesbians?" Emma's face went bright red, and she was shocked at the suggestion, but she nodded. I went as still and as quiet as she did. I did not even dare breathe at that moment. She was sitting on the bed, not too far away from me, so I reached out and touched her. I felt a surge of something jump between us and Emma turned to me. "Ha- Ha- have you ever kissed a girl?" I asked softly. Emma shook her head. "Doyouwanttotry?" I asked softly. Emma began to shake her head, but then stopped and nodded. We both moved and our faces came together. I looked at her eyes, and hoped she mistook the lust in my eyes as the same look of fear that was in hers. I kissed her, gently, quickly, more like a quick peck, than anything else. Her lips were soft and inviting, but she reacted somewhat coyly. "That is not a real kiss," Emma said quietly, "You ever kiss your boyfriends?" I nodded and she said, "Well, do you think you can kiss me the same way?" "I don't know," I replied, "But I can try." I leaned forward again and this time lingered, I touched her lips with mine and leaned into her a little more, pressing my mouth onto hers. Emma reacted by kissing me back. I felt her arms begin to go around me, pulling me into her. The kiss continued and she leaned back over the bed pulling me down onto her. I moved to accomodate her and kept the kiss going. I felt my nipples hardening, and the lips of my labia began to swell. Eventually we broke, and Emma smiled and, somewhat breathlessly, said, "Wow, that was a real kiss. I have never kissed anyone like that before." "mmm that was nice. Want to do it again?" She nodded, only this time she kissed me. >From my position I could touch her but with me lying face down on top of her, she could not really touch me, apart from my back and ass. I reached up and ran my hand over her breast, not sure of the reaction I was going to get. Emma stiffened slightly, but relaxed as my hand moved away from her breast to her face. I lifted my lips from hers and said, "Wow, my nipples are hard, are yours?" She nodded, and I went on, "Can I touch them? You can touch mine if you like." Emma reached upward and gently squeezed my left breast, feeling the small nugget under the bra and blouse. I ran my hand down onto her breast and felt the softness there, with an acorn at the peak, our flesh again separated by clothing. We heard footsteps on the stairs, so it could only be Jeff or Emily, Emma and I separated quickly and another gentle rap came at the door, it was Emily asking if we wanted to come down for dinner. We said yes and looked at each other. "That was nice," Emma started,"But- " "It wasn't enough, was it?" I ended and Emma shook her head. As we stood I said quietly, "How would you like to come back to my room later, after dinner?" Emma smiled, somewhat uncertainly, and nodded. "Sure, I would like that," she said. Dinner was a polite affair. The food good the conversation excellent. Emily was surprised, I think, by me, she did not quite know what to say to me, so I took the lead in most conversation until she was up to speed. Emma remained quiet for most of this time, watching me, not sure of what had just happened, nor the feelings it stirred. We did the household things and eventually it was time for me to turn in. I said good night to everyone and gave Emma a look that was supposed to be half-shy and half-fearful and mostly excited about what I expected to happen next. I showered and went into my room, drying myself off, and staying naked, waiting for Emma. I was about to give up when the dor rattled slightly and I felt my nipples getting hard. With the towell wrapped around me, I opened the door and quickly let Emma in. Emma was dressed in a nightie, a short nightie that showed the promise of her body, hiding it only in those strategic places. I shut the door and emma just flowed into my arms, kissing me, passionately, even if not well. "Ohh take it easy," I said, "We can relax and take our time." By the time I said that, my towel had fallen away and me breasts were exposed. I coyly held the towel for a moment or two and shrugged, looking at her and let it fall to the ground. I had used a similar trick on Paul a few months before, and I got everything I wanted then, so maybe it will work again. Emma looked at me, and I moved to cover myself, playing the part of the engenue again. Emma was having none of it, though. She lifted her top off and showed me those lovely breasts of hers. "You can look at me if you like," she said. "My nipples are standing up, just like yours." She was right. I reached out for her, and she came and pressed herself into me, smothering my face with her mouth. I broke off a bit and asked if she wanted to lay on the bed. She nodded and we climbed on the single bed. There was not a lot of room but we both got on and lay facing each other. "What now?" I asked and Emma leaned over me and kissed me again. Kissing her was OK, but she is not a great kisser, and of that was all we were going to do then I would rather masturbate and then sleep, knowing that in the morning I was going to be filled with Jeff's lovely cock. Breaking again, I asked Emma if she ever played with herself. "Sometimes," she replied, "But everytime I do I dream that someone else is doing it to me." "Lie back and I will do it to you, if you like." "Do you know how?" she asked. "Well, not really, I have never masturbated anyone else, but I think it would be pretty much the same as I would myself." I touched her breast, and gently rolled my hand over her body, winding my way down to her dark curly thatch. Eventually my fingers reached her mons and slid over and through her pubic hairs towards her cunt. I felt the for the button, marking her clit, and rolled my finger over it, feeling her tense at the touch. Emma spread her legs a bit, allowing me better access to her vulva. I fingered her slit and worked my way over the damp, soft folds of skin, spreading her juices with my finger. While my hand worked one end, my mouth kissed her cheek, her face and neck. I gently kissed my way down to her breast, taking the erect nipple into my mouth, suckling it, forcing a gentle moan from her. I kept going, kissing my way to the other breast, then down under her rib cage, making her jump, all the time with my finger inside her slit. I kissed her across her stomache, and down, around her belly, working down, ever lower. Eventually I kissed her pubes and she just about shot upright. I pushed my finger into her, realising that she had no real resistance to my fingers, perhaps she was no longer a virgin, maybe, but all of a sudden, I wondered who was seducing whom here? I ran my tongue over her clit, replacing my finger in her vulva, then back over her clit. Emma pumped slightly into my mouth and I ran my tongue over her clit and down along the labia and into her vulva. I reversed this and up over her clit, washing mt tongue backwards and forwards over that now erect button. I opened my mouth as far as it could go and took as much of her into it. My tongue made frenzied passes over all the skin and pubes under it, eventually settleing into jabbing inside her vulva, then licking the top of her hole, and jabbing my tongue into the bottom of the hole. Then over her clit and back again. Emma's juices just flowed into my mouth, over the bottom half of my face. I could feel it becoming slick with the juice oozing from her. Emma began to pump my face and her breathing became ragged and all of a sudden she exploded under my mouth. Her orgasm was strong and continued for a while as she bucked and mashed herself into my face. I kept licking her cunt, lapping her juice into my mouth, revelling in the taste of her. Emma soon subsided, relaxing her body, obviously luxuriating in the glow of sexual release. She sighed, "Mmmm you can do that to me any time you like." "Mmmm," I said, "And you taste lovely, you know." "Where did you learn to do that with your tongue?" Emma asked. "Do what?" "That lapping action, I have never felt anything like it before." "Well, you must have not been having sex with the right woman." I smiled.