“Why did they start again Rachel?”
“They said they grew back together. Initially commiserating on their unhappy marriages and then falling in love all over again.”
“How did they tell you?”
“I confronted them with my evidence.” Rachel was pleased to surprise me. “Pete often called round just as I was leaving the house. I saw the way they looked at each other. That day I left the house but crept in through the back door a few minutes later. They were upstairs in mum’s bedroom. The stairs creaked, but I didn’t need them. I eavesdropped using an old baby monitor I hid under her bed before I went out.”
“You were excited, Rachel.”
“I was so turned on by the idea. Does that make me a pervert? I still have the recording. Do you want to hear it?” Her face was flushed and her nipples pointed through her tee shirt.
I sensed this experience loomed over her later sex life. It was part of the thing she wanted to move beyond. “Go ahead Rachel, play it.”
She picked up her phone and found an audio file. Rachel pushed play. A bed creaked on the tinny recording. Rachel pushed stop. “I’ve lost count of the times I’ve masturbated to this.”
I reached for the button on her jeans. “Today, I’m going to finger you to this. Another hand will help break the spell.”
“Yes Tom. That’s exactly right. Break the spell.” She shimmied out of her tight-fitting jeans. Her pale blue knickers were soaked at the crutch. Rachel’s pussy aroma reached my nostrils. She covered her cunt in a moment’s embarrassment.
“It’s a lovely smell Rachel. I need to see you.” She pulled off her knickers, and I put one leg behind my neck, splitting her pretty shaved pussy. “No sneaky teenage wank today. You’re going to watch me finger fuck you until you cum. Do you understand?” She nodded breathlessly. “You can get your tits out and play with the nipples. I’m not doing all the work.” She laughed and pulled off her tee shirt and bra. A lovely twenty-eight-year-old girl was lying naked on my couch. I slipped two fingers into her tight wetness and circled her clit with my thumb. Rachel moaned and pulled her other leg, opening her pussy wider. “Now we are ready to start. Play the file Rachel.”
“You are so wet Julie. You want it as much as I do. Take these fucking knickers off before I tear them off.”
“God, after all these years, it’s still like this. Rub my clit, Pete. Ah, you know my body so well. Rachel is out all afternoon. Let’s get undressed.”
“I think she suspects us Julie. Should we try to tell her?
“What? That we’ve been fucking all our lives. That we’ve ruined two marriages because we love each other more than we’ve ever loved our partners. She would not thank us. Just fuck me hard Pete. When you make me cum it all seems worthwhile.”
There was more of the same stuff, interspersed with moans of passion from both of them. The bed squeaked as they fucked vigorously, picking up the pace. I’d been fingering Rachel for a few minutes. Her copious pussy juice soaked my leg. She moaned in practiced harmony with her mother and uncle. I didn’t know how much longer there was on her recording. Rachel’s reactions gave me a clue. Her head thrashed as she pulled her nipples. Her pussy bucked against my hand.
“I’m almost there, Tom.”
I got my timing right. As her mother cried out on the recording and Rachel followed her, I shifted and put my tongue to her clit and reached for her g-spot. Her orgasm peaked and three times more, as her body surrendered to me.
“God Tom, you’re going to kill me. I can’t keep cumming like this.” Exhausted, Rachel closed her legs and pushed me out. “That was lovely Tom, but you’ve broken my pussy. It keeps tingling.”
I held her face to mine. “Yes Rachael, I broke your pussy. A real man holding you did it. Not the memory of a teenage wanking fantasy. Don’t deny yourself pleasure today by paying homage to the past.”
She looked angry that I had besmirched those memories, then her face softened. “You are right Tom. Sharing them with you has already changed them. If I listen again, the memory will be of listening as a lovely man blew my head off by making me cum so hard. Thank you for that.”
We drank more brandy and kissed and cuddled. Her body fascinated me. Rachel’s tanned flesh was firm and supple. Her tits jumped back into shape as my mouth released her nipples. She laughed at my enthusiasm. “Don’t mock, it might be a few days before my next twenty-eight-year-old.”
I knew her confession was not complete, so it was time to press on. “You said you confronted them. What was your ultimatum, Rachel? What did you demand for your silence?”
“I’m sure you can guess Tom. I would go out soon after Pete arrived, signalling I knew they wanted to be together. They got bolder. They didn’t close mum’s bedroom door. I got bolder too. Listening to them was not enough now. I had to see them do it.”
My fingers were back in her pussy. Rachel joined mine as we sought her pleasure spots.
“I could see them reflected in mums dressing-table mirror. They looked so care free, so grown up. They explored each other’s bodies without shame. Pete stuck his tongue in mum’s arse and made her cum. She sucked his balls and tried to push them into her pussy. It was too much for me. I’d stand there with my knickers in my mouth, trying to muffle my orgasm, then creep back to my room to fuck myself stupid with my first vibrator. Although I was eighteen and still technically a virgin, I’d wanked boyfriends off and let them finger me, but I wouldn’t do it. They were not the one. They called me a prick teaser. I narrowly escaped rape on one occasion. I knew I had to force the issue with mum and Pete.”
I put Rachel’s hand on my aching cock. “How did you do it Rachael? How did you get Pete to fuck you?” She looked frightened. Apprehensive now we’d reached the last moment of admitting the ultimate taboo. “It’s okay Rachel. Nobody is judging you.”
She took a deep breath and crossed the line.
“I’d stollen an outfit of mum’s and hidden it in my room. While they were making love, I changed into it and walked in on them. It shocked them to see me. I said, `if you like fucking your sister so much Pete, it should be easy for you to fuck her daughter. Look I’ve dressed like her if that helps you. Mum, I want Pete to be my first. He was good enough to be your first when you were younger than me’.”
“Good god, Rachael. What did they say?” It was taking all my control lessons from Audrey to stop myself from cumming as Rachel gripped my cock through my trousers.
“Mum screamed and said no. But Pete was rock hard. She looked at the two of us and said she forbid it. Pete said, she’s known for a long time Julie. She could have made this much worse if she wanted to. She called him a pervert and started crying. I kissed her and said I don’t think you are perverts for falling in love. You couldn’t help it and its cost you so much. She wept as I held her and Pete cuddled us both. She asked if I was sure it was what I really wanted. I said I’d been planning this for two years.”
“Jesus Rachel.” I was struggling to stop myself cumming.
“She undressed me and inspected the condom on Pete’s cock before instructing him to lick me out first. I came so quick it was embarrassing. I made a puddle on their sheet. Pete was beside himself with lust and slipped into me easily. My mum held my hand as her brother took my virginity. It was such a lovely, intimate experience. I watched them fuck afterwards, and we spent the night together. Pete played with both of us and made us play with each other. We felt no shame in giving each other so much pleasure. We would do it often when I came back from university during the holidays.”
I felt the tension flow out of Rachel as she finally let go of secrets she’d carried for ten years. “That was a lovely introduction, Rachel. Much better than a drunken fumble in the back of a car, or at a party with some oik who is just after his hole.”
“I think so too, Tom. But people get hung up on the labels; brother, sister, mother, daughter, uncle, and turn it into something shameful. We are all just people.” She hugged me and started crying. “They are gone now Tom. In that horrible fire. I won’t have that ever again.”
“They are gone, but not forgotten. They still live in your head, Rachel. It’s time to fuck now. Time to show them how we fuck.” I pulled my trousers and pants down. My pre cum dripped on her thigh. “See how I’ve yearned for you Rachel. Suck my cock and tell your mum what it feels like.”
She looked up at me and smiled. She spoke to the empty chair opposite. “Tom’s got a big cock Mum, bigger than Pete’s, see how jealous he is. You could take him, but he’s going to stretch me. Look, I can barely get my mouth around him. You’d love this mum.” She kept up her commentary for our invisible voyeurs. She praised my heavy balls and complained at my hairy arse.
I sat up and faced Rachel away from me with my legs between hers before I opened them. Her pussy gaped at the invisible strangers opposite. I placed my cockhead between her lips. “I want to frighten your mum with what she is getting next.”
Rachel moaned. “Oh, my god Tom. You’re going to fuck my mum, too?”
“She looks like you. I have to.” I eased into Rachel and she groaned. She raised and lowered her pussy on my cock, taking me deeper with each thrust until her lips met my ball hair. “Look at your daughter Julie Bishop. Do you see how she’s swallowed my cock? Tell your mum how it feels, Rachel.”
“It feels lovely mum. He’s in so deep. Tom’s touching my cervix.” Rachael bounced, lost in an erotic fantasy. I splayed her lips and rubbed her clit. I pinched her nipples with my free hand and nipped her neck with my teeth.
Rachel shook and came. “Oh god mum. I’m cumming so hard. Tom stretched me and filled me up. You’d love this.” I came soon after. An orgasm that had been brewing since she stepped out of the cab. “There’s so much spunk, Mum. He’s splashing my insides. I might be pregnant. Look he’s fucking it out of me. It’s running down his balls. Oh mum, it’s lovely.”
We panted as my shrinking cock withdrew. “Say goodnight to your mum and Pete, Rachel.”
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