Date: Mon, 18 May 2009 10:32:10 +0100 From: Nick Subject: Keeping it in the family - Part 2 WARNING: The following true - only the names have been changed - story contains descriptions of bisexual/incestuous activity between adult relatives, activities which may be illegal in some jurisdictions or cause offence against some religious beliefs. Please do not read further if you are likely to be offended by its content or if it might be illegal in your country! * * * * Rob called me about four-thirty saying Alison's flight was late and that he would pick her up and then come for me about six-thirty after he had dropped Alison at home. That suited me fine as we were a bit behind with the work we had intended to do and I was due to go back home the following evening. Anyway, I thought it would give them a little time alone together before I was on the scene. Rob and I got back just before seven having picked up some more wine en-route. There was already a delicious smell of dinner cooking; Alison had obviously had everything prepared before she left. There was just time for us to change into more casual attire and for me to call Sarah before dinner was ready. We spent over an hour talking over a very pleasant three-course meal towards the end of which Rob casually mentioned to Alison that he had told me about their family problem. I suspect he had already told her but that this was his way of letting me know. Alison didn't say a lot; neither of them mentioned its potential effect on me. We went on to discuss the many other children there would be in that generation of our family. Alison's three siblings already had three girls and two boys between them; Hannah had her son and was pregnant again. Sarah was an only child so it was up to us! It was close to nine by the time we had cleared up and the three of us were having coffee on the deck. We talked politics, jobs, money, family news, house prices, you name it, until about ten when Alison suggested it was time for bed. Rob and I exchanged an inadvertent glance - unseen by his wife - before disappearing to the kitchen with the coffee cups. Alison, being of French origin, exchanged kisses on both cheeks with me and took her leave. I was watching the ten o'clock news on television when Rob came back and said good night. As I passed their bedroom a little later, I noticed the door was slightly ajar and heard the unmistakable sounds of some pretty passionate love making that was still going on when I came out of the bathroom, more modestly attired than last night! I went to my room, packed my bag for the morning, stripped off and got into bed. I think I was just dozing off when the bedroom door opened and I could see Alison silhouetted against the landing light, with nothing more than a wrap around her waist protecting her modesty. Just as Rob had done last night, she slipped into the king size bed beside my naked body, discarding the wrap as she did so. My prick was already beginning to sit up and take notice before she started gently caressing my balls. I could already sense the sweet smells of her romp with Rob and this served to get me even more excited. After a minute or two, she rolled me on to my back and moved to sit astride my abdomen. I could feel her still moist pussy on my belly and my hardening prick was now resting in her ass crack. She lifted herself on to my pole and slowly eased it into her love-slit, hot and already wet with her juices and Rob's. It was all I could do not to come there and then. Then I engaged with her cervix, again just managing to hold off. I am not sure how we did it but the next thing I knew was that Alison was on her back, I was on top with her long slim legs around my waist. I slipped my rock-hard seven-inch prick slowly back into her passage and its head back into her cervix, managing only about half a dozen thrusts before I dumped a generous dose of my semen right into her womb, just as she had another long and noisy orgasm. As we relaxed into each other's arms, Alison stayed on her back with her legs raised, intent on not losing a single drop of my spunk. I kept her hole corked with my shrinking prick just as long as I could. When my member eventually fell out, she slid down the bed and took it into her mouth, cleaning it exquisitely and then licking my now shrunken balls to finish the job. This was something I absolutely loved, did she do this for my brother, I wondered, or had she been talking to Sarah? With a loud sigh, she rolled on to her back spread-eagled beside me on the king size bed. Then, right on cue, perhaps triggered by the noise of Alison's orgasm, Rob came naked into the room and slipped into the bed beside her. We all embraced, pulled the covers over our naked bodies but not before I noticed that Rob's manhood was rising again. However, after a few minutes of mutual cuddling we all dropped into our deep post-coital slumbers. * * * * To be continued soon!