The following story contains several sexual themes: incest, group sex, mature partners with younger partners, oral sex, and all of it is consensual. That being said, all participating characters are over 18 years of age. If any of that offends or is not to your taste, please skip. The events and characters are fictitious. No resemblance to actual people or events is intended.
This is entirely my own creation. I edit my own work and I am an amateur writer and editor. There will undoubtedly be a few things I missed, despite my best efforts. I am from the Midwest, USA. Some of my word choices and sentence structure may sound different to you. I hope none of it detracts from your enjoyment of the story.
I hope it arouses and entertains. As you read, my intention is that you get hot & hard or wet & tingly. If your panties are on the floor under your computer chair or a towel is around your cock by the time you reach the end, I will consider this a success. If you have constructive criticism or (hopefully) praise, I hope you will leave a comment. I really like to receive comments and if you do comment on the story on the site and also include a way to contact you; I will do so. So please, enjoy.
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This took place a few years back. I remember the chaos in the family at the time. I was pissed as Hell at my sister, Veronica-Ronnie. She and her husband, Stu, had been fighting a lot lately. Everyone knew the divorce was coming, but they continued to stay in the same house together and make everyone around them miserable. Her son was having his 18th birthday soon and with all the screaming and yelling, I figured they had nothing planned for him, if they even remembered his birthday at all.
My name is Monica. Before I get too far into this, I would like to tell you a little bit more about my family. I am 38 years old and my husband, Martin, is 40. We have one son named Nathan-Nate; he is 15 years old.
Ronnie's son, Douglas, is the older of the two boys and just turning 18. His birthday party and all that happened is the focus of this story.
Doug is a good kid. He was a bit rebellious when he was younger, but really straightened out when he hit high school. He kept his grades up so he could participate in sports all year. In the autumn, he was in cross country, in the winter, he was in basketball, and in the spring, he was in softball. He is tall and lean muscled. He is 6'2, has black hair and a gorgeous chiseled jaw. He is about 200 lbs. His eyes are the same steely gray as his dad, Stu's. He is a younger gentler version of his dad. Doug works for a friend of the family, Bryan and his landscaping company. He will also be attending college this coming autumn, working on a Human Resources degree.
My husband, Marty, is a man's man. He is extremely intelligent, very logical and never seems to lose his calm. He is 6'0 and about 195 lbs. Marty is a loving father and a great husband. He treats us all so well. Our son adores him. Scout leader and hero to both his nephew Doug and our own son Nate as they grew up. Anyone can be a father; Marty demonstrates what it is to be a Dad.
On a personal note, he has a kinky streak in him too. We were both swingers in our younger days but mellowed when we had Nate and got out of that scene. We still liked to spice things up with dirty talk, some light bondage and other paraphernalia. I dress sexy for him and he does so for me. We made a couple sexy home videos and I often let him take sexy pictures of me.
He is a great provider also and doesn't hold back. Vacations, gifts, and everything we need. Nate will be getting a car on his 16th birthday and his college fund is ready when he graduates. My Nate is a loving son. He is our dreamer. He keeps his head practically shaved. He is into motorcycle and cars. He wants to become a mechanic when he gets older and do the customizing you see on those car shows. His eyes are crystal blue like mine. He isn't in this story too much because he wasn't at his cousin's birthday party. He spent the night at my other sister, Beth's house.
Me? As I said, my name is Monica. I work at the hospital and I'm proud of the fact that I go to the gym regularly and I do yoga almost daily. I compete in the weight loss challenge after the holidays at work every year. I don't win, but it helps keep me motivated. I would love to tell you that I look like I'm in my 20's and am super hot, but that's just not the case. I look my age, maybe a few years younger. There is no doubt, I am a mother, but I would like to think I'm a MILF. I'm 5'5 and slender. I have long blonde hair that reaches about the middle of my back and clear blue eyes. I'm a little soft across the middle, but the exercise keeps me from getting chubby and my arms and legs have some definition. I don't have a double chin and I have very little sag to my 36C chest. I can still turn a few heads. My butt is a little bigger than I'd like (that's common, I'm sure), but still smooth. Once I get a little sun, I look pretty good in a bikini still.
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My nephew, Doug's birthday was coming up at the end of June. Near the end of May, Marty approached me about it.
"Have your heard anything from Ronnie about Doug's birthday," he asked me. "I wanted to see what he wanted. 18 is a big deal."
I was in the bathroom just getting out of the shower and shook my head angrily, "No. She is pissing me off. She and Stu are going at it all the time, I bet she hasn't even had time to think about it." I stepped into my walk-in closet and plucked up some night wear as he continued.
"Well, what if we don't do the usual cake and ice cream thing at Beth's this year?" he said.
"What? We do that every year," I said, poking my head out.
Marty explained, "That's the point. Remember? 18? Big deal? I think we should take him out for some fun away from the fighting for the night on his actual birthday and do the cake and ice cream at Beth's with the family the following weekend."
I came out of the closet holding my nightgown and thong. I brushed my hair up in ponytail. My nightgown is a pale pink silk that hangs just above mid-thigh with lace at the collar and at the hem. I put the night gown and the white lace thong on the
bed and sat down next to the clothes and began putting lotion on my legs while I thought about Marty's idea.
"Do you think he would have fun with just us?" I finally asked.
"It doesn't have to be just us," Marty began. "We can let him bring a couple friends and take them out to a nice dinner and then back here afterward. They can hang out in the basement and play pool and listen to their music in a safe friendly zone.
I listened, but wasn't convinced, "It's his birthday. He'll probably want to spend it with his family."
"Doug would probably enjoy a night with friends and not having to listen to his parents go at it again. I think it makes sense. I put some thought into it. Someplace nice so they, uh, we can all dress up for it. I won't even drink so you can have a few," Marty finished.
I thought about it and agreed, "It does make sense. O-kay. I'll call Beth in the morning and get her to watch Nate that night. Then we will do the pool party at her house the weekend following Doug's birthday."
"She says O-kay," Marty called out.
Doug burst into the room, "Awesome! Thank...oops sorry Aunt Monica."
I realized the Doug was suddenly getting an eyeful of his Aunt's naked body. I snatched up my night gown holding it over me.
I didn't know you weren't decent," Doug apologized.