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Tea was another takeaway, an Indian, quite spicy and I hoped that my insides would cope with it, I didn't want jalfrezi bottom that was for sure. Mum was pottering in the kitchen, dad had sat next to me on the settee.
"Wish we were alone," he whispered.
"Well we aren't, you will have to save your attentions for mum later." I was actually a little bit sore still from the twins, so I wasn't feeling particularly sexy even though dad and I had been interrupted a few minutes before when mum came home, and dad had his fingers inside my fanny at the time.
Dad took my hand and placed it on his trousers. His cock was really quite hard. I rubbed my hand up and down and dad groaned. "God I wish your hand were inside," dad said as he gasped.
"No, mum might come in. I tell you what, I'll go upstairs and you can go into the kitchen, shut the door and slip mum a bit."
"Oh God, faster sweetheart," dad was really getting it on. I heard the kitchen door open and quickly moved my hand and leant away from dad.
"Alright in here?" mum asked as she came in.
"Yes mum, I was just about to go upstairs and do some more studying." I got up and checked around to make sure I had all my stuff and said "see you later," as I left, closing the door behind me.
I went up and left my door wide open as I lay on my bed. I know I had rubbed my dad, but my heart hadn't really been in it, I don't even know why I had started, why I hadn't just moved my hand away when dad had put it on my cock.
"Oh Pat," I heard from downstairs, "later, no, later."
From the muffled sounds I guessed that later hadn't been an acceptable option. I briefly thought about going back down pretending I had lost a book and 'catching' them at it, but that would have been unkind. I was trying to work out what was happening, was dad shagging mum or was she giving him a hand job or using her mouth? In my imagination I decided that she knelt before him and undid his zip and as he lifted his bottom a little, she pulled his trousers and pants down, giving her access to his cock.
She pulled her dress up and moved her panties to one side and lowered herself onto his cock, raising, lowering, shagging him as he sat on the settee. I imagined her panties chafing at the side of his cock, giving him extra stimulation as he filled her fanny. The movements went faster, harder mum pushing herself down on dad, taking him deeper and deeper inside herself, feeling his cock as it slid inside her. I wondered what that would feel like, and then she gasped as she felt him spurt, thrust after thrust as he finished inside her, filling her with his juices, draining his balls, raising herself of him, letting her panties go back to catch his dripping seed as dad pulled his trousers back up.
Another dot on the calendar I supposed. But then again, she may have just used her hand and stroked him into a tissue. Who knew?
"You know I have only been with you." Jase on facetime during his break.
"And me with you." I wondered if he could lie just as easily as I could.
"I am not sure about your friend. I don't know if she will feel different."
"Only one way to find out."
"S'pose, any way, gotta go, break over."
"Laters."
"Laters."
Was a fanny a fanny the way a cock was pretty much a cock? I didn't know. More of interest was how it was used and the build up, the touching, the kissing. If you were like Alex and just shoved it in, then, yes, I guess they were all just alike. Jase it seemed was a little worried about possibly introducing his cock to Bren's fanny. What's to worry about? I didn't get it. Mum and dad were still downstairs when I dozed off. I must have left my door open because some while later I disturbed and heard them shagging. Crikey, they really were at it these days. I went back to sleep with mental images of my dad's cock and Bren's fanny. Surreal.
Ash came round, I hadn't seen her for about a week.
"I have missed seeing you," she said as I opened the door for her.
"I know, me too, I have been crazy busy with college."
"How is Jase?"
"Good. We did a mad thing, I must tell you, come on up." We went up to my room. Mum and dad were both out, but I shut the bedroom door anyway.
"What mad thing?" She asked as she flopped back on my bed."
"Well," I said as I lay next to her. "You know when it was raining like mad the other day?"
"Yes. I was stuck indoors with awful cramps."
"Well, I met Jase by the woods, and we went in along the path and found a really nice quiet spot."