Date: Tue, 2 Jun 2009 08:50:04 +0100 From: Nick Subject: Keeping it in the family - Part 6 WARNING: The following true story - only the names have been changed - 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! By the way, the story is written with the full knowledge and approval of all the living persons having significant mention therein. * * * * I met Sarah off the 4.10pm train from Euston; she came tripping down the stairs to the pick-up point, put her luggage in the boot, got in the car, kissed me and said "I hope we are going straight home." I replied that was the plan and she said "Great. I shall be ready for a good shag as soon as we get in." "Why all the urgency?" "Well, it's been a while and if you are lucky you might get another one later!" That was too good an offer to refuse although it was a pity to waste the opportunity of the lovely weather and not do it outside. The woods were out, at least the local ones, but I knew just the place. There was a police radio repeater station I had worked at in a small hilltop clearing in another forest five or six miles away. It was a lovely secluded spot, nobody ever went there and I had a key to the compound. "Hey, this is not the way home." "It's just a little, detour, darling." There was silence until I tuned into the track leading up the hill. "Where are we going?" Sarah asked, just as we got to the gate. "Not work?" I got out of the car and said "Come along, I've got something to show you" and ran behind the building. I ambushed her as she came round the corner. My trousers and underwear were already round my ankles and I was unbuttoning my shirt. She immediately got the message, there was a great urgency about the way she lifted her skirt, stripped off her panties and tights in one rapid movement and clung to me, our naked bellies separated only by my rising dick. We kissed passionately, tongues deep in each other's mouths, breaking off for only a moment while Sarah unfastened her skirt and dropped it to the ground. I unbuttoned her blouse as we kissed again, then moved one hand to her bush and began to gently massage the swelling lips I found there. My other hand was holding her tightly to me as I was massaging her now hardening tits with my bare chest. I was ready to penetrate her whenever she wanted but still continued to massage her rapidly moistening tunnel of love, tweaking her clit and slipping my fingers deep into her cunt, repeating the process time and time again until she was groaning with delight. She released her grip on me, swung round and touched her toes, presenting the engorged lips for my prick to pleasure. I held her by the waist with both hands then took her, burying my full seven inches in one swift movement, pausing a moment to slow my own reaction, then pumping her more and more rapidly, our bodies continuously moving in vigorous unison. I was getting close but was not ready to complete the act just yet. I pulled out completely, my member springing upwards as it was released from its cave, pulled Sarah upright, turned her to face me, kissed her hard, our tongues again deep in each other's mouths, with her naked breasts pressed to my bare chest, my wet and throbbing prick firmly sandwiched firmly between our bodies. Her arms were over my shoulders holding me close to her. She knew what was coming. I slid my hands from her waist to her buttocks; she clung even harder around my neck as I lifted her legs to my waist and thrust my prick back into her, her feet entwined behind me. Again, I had to pause for a moment to regain control, and then time and time again we moved apart and slammed together, my prick burying itself deep within her, her juices lathering in our mingled pubic bushes. At first she screamed with pleasure, then she calmed and I finally got my cue. She groaned gently and I let my spunk pump deeply into her just as she reached her long awaited orgasm. I leaned back against the building and we stood for a minute, joined at the hip. As my shrinking member dropped from her body, I put her down to stand beside me in the sunshine, our knees trembling and Sarah barely able to stand. We stood there, leaning on the wall, with only my shirt and her blouse to cover our nakedness, loosely holding each other round our waists, basking in the warm sunshine for several minutes. Only then did we notice the low rumble of traffic on the M6 motorway a mile or so away and stand to admire the serene beauty of that spot, looking out for many miles across the green Warwickshire countryside. The spell was suddenly broken when Sarah giggled as a trickle of our combined essences of love ran down her leg. I looked at my watch, it was after five; we had been there for nearly an hour! We turned to more practical matters, my Calvins - the very pair that George had tried on - were pressed into service for cleaning our sodden and now caking groins. There was no time for our more leisurely method! We gathered the rest of our scattered clothes and as we dressed, still high on a cloud from our love-making, Sarah said "I bought a pregnancy test kit on the way to the station. I shall put it to good use in the morning!" "Great!" I said. "Where are we now, the beginning of June? That means a February baby if I am not mistaken. It could be on Hannah's birthday!" "Or even the 29th", Sarah said, remembering that 2004 was to be a leap year, "let's wait and see." I locked the gate and as we were getting back into the car a Warwickshire Police car with its blue lights flashing was pulling up behind us. How was I supposed to know that there was now an intruder alarm system on the gate? Anyway, the officer recognised me from when I had worked with them and with a knowing look simply asked if we had been doing a bit of sight-seeing. "Something like that", I replied, in the hope that he wouldn't notice the soiled Calvins on the floor in the back of the car or realise that I was going commando. "We'd better just check everything is secure." I am sure he glanced at my crotch as we turned to go into the compound and look around the building together. He must have noticed the trampled vegetation where Sarah and I had so recently copulated, but said nothing. "We thought of putting in CCTV but the budget wouldn't run to it", he said with a grin as he locked the gate again. "Interesting, I must bear that in mind", I said as we went back to the cars. "Yes, sir, that might be wise. Have a good evening!" I waited while he turned his car, no doubt reporting his encounter with two amorous twenty-somethings over the open channel on his radio for all to hear. Then I turned and followed him down the track. At the road he turned left, we turned right and ten minutes later arrived home. George and Gladys were in their front garden; we greeted them briefly, Sarah thanked them for the dinner invitation and we went indoors, taking Sarah's luggage but tactfully leaving my soiled underwear where it was! We had another long tight embrace before deciding to share a shower. No real hanky-panky this time but it did take longer that it should have, causing Percy to begin to sit up and take notice again. We got dry and into our dressing gowns before getting something to eat whilst watching the seven o'clock television news. It had just finished when Alison called. I had discussed Windermere with Sarah over our meal and we agreed on the first weekend of July. Sarah and Alison had a long conversation, while I cleared up and then spoke to Rob for a while. Sarah and I settled down on the settee to watch a movie on TV but it was of little interest and we soon found our own distraction. This time, it wasn't a mad passionate coupling but a long slow tender act of love, albeit on the living room floor and sofa! After cleaning ourselves up in our customary manner, we went to bed with our hot drinks, talked for a while, made plans for the trip to the Lake District and before long drifted off into a deep sleep. It had been a long, hard day! * * * * To be continued - soon!