I love playing around with scenarios - imagining something in my mind and then building a story around it. And this story is one of those - I spotted the title of a film on TV the other day and it led my mind to meander and to create some padding of my own - and before long I had a story.
I've no idea if you'll like it - if not, please don't be too rude; enjoy it for what it is - a lighthearted sex romp all in the family.
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We're a largish family - six of us in all...our parents, Sally and Jim, us two boys, Chris and Tim and the two girls, Angela (Angie) and Elizabeth (Liz). Liz at 18 is the youngest of us all but we're all close together - even Tim, the eldest is only 26. Mum's just celebrated her 46th birthday while Dad's 50th happens to be next year.
We're also very fortunate in that we've got a decently large house in the countryside, left to our parents by my Dad's parents and since we're all 'good friends' none of us kids have ever tried to move out so far. Oh, it'll happen eventually but we're in no rush; our parents have made our home far too comfortable!
Apart from being a reasonably large family, both our parents come from large families as well and as a result we seem to have aunties and uncles, nieces and nephews coming out of the woodwork all around. It's always someone's birthday somewhere, as a result of which we've made a family decree to only buy pressies for our immediate family members. We'd be bankrupt otherwise...and when it comes to Christmas, we long ago all agreed to send just one present to each relative's family. It didn't have to be a big one - the thought was what counted and so we were always thinking up new ideas...
This Christmas coming was no different and one warm evening in late August we were all sitting out on the patio with assorted drinks when the subject of the forthcoming pressie came up.
"Oh shut up!" said Angie to whoever raised the subject, "Its still summer!"
"Yeah but we've got to think ahead," Tim answered, "We always seem to leave it to the last minute and then its all a rush at the end. About time we got ourselves organised."
"Hear, hear," said Dad, not really sounding too optimistic, "So whose got any ideas then?"
I think he expected the subject to grind to a quick halt so we could ignore it once again, but Liz piped up. Liz, at 18 was still going to college part-time while working as a receptionist at a local office.
"Speaking of Christmas, I hear they're going to do another calendar at college," she said, "It'll be to raise funds so all the various departments will have a month, as well as some of the course leaders. It'll be boring as usual I expect."
"So?" moaned Angie, "Why should we care?"
"Well, couldn't we do one?" replied Liz, "Its for the relatives only isn't it, so it doesn't have to be anything special...so if we did perhaps two photos of each of us that would make twelve photos - and a whole family one on the front. Yeah?"
"Not a bad idea," said Mum, standing up and preening herself, "I'll take July and August so I can wear my bikini!"
"No you won't!" said Dad, grasping the idea, "If we're going to do that then we'll cast lots or perhaps have one summery one and one wintery one each."
Somehow the idea seemed to have taken root and even the following day discussions were taking place between various family members; we were actually getting quite animated about it all.
A few days later and we were all together again and now we discussed the matter in more detail.
"It's a damn good idea actually," said Dad, "My nice new camera will be perfect and I can make some excellent calendar setups on the printer. Shouldn't be too hard to organise but we do need to think of some way to make it interesting."
"Some props then," suggested Mum but Dad wasn't impressed.
"I agree that we can't all just stand there like lemons, so what about if we use our work and our holidays to create themes?" he said, "Chris, you're into nature so you can put on a jungle outfit. Angie, you're a nurse - you put on a sexy nurses' uniform!"
"Dad!" exclaimed Angie, "That'll be rude - we can't send that sort of thing to Auntie Jane, not to mention Cousin Pru!"
"Fuck them!" said Dad crudely, supping at his wine, "We'll do what we like!"
"Hey Dad," said Tim, "How about you and Mum wearing what you did on holiday last year!"
Mum turned sharply towards him.
"Tim - how could you suggest that!" she said, "That was a private holiday, just your Dad and me."
"Hah - your nudist holiday, you mean!" said Liz, "Go on Mum - dare you! And you Dad!"
While nudity wasn't 'done' on our house, it was inevitable that we'd see other family members in various states of undress from time to time, so we were only mildly shocked when Mum and Dad said they were having a nudist holiday away from us all. What was the best part though was that Dad left the memory card in his camera when they came home - long enough for me to 'borrow' it and copy the contents onto my computer.
And from there it did the rounds of the children; all of us eventually owning copies and our parents really should have been more careful because quite apart from many general nudist scenes there were plenty of close-ups of both Mum and Dad - even pictures of 'an erotic nature' as they cavorted in their chalet.
And even more interesting, especially to Tim and I was a video of our parents fucking!
It may have been our parents but wow, they looked hot and the sex was vivid and exciting, if fairly brief. Long enough though, we both admitted, to wank over, buoyed up by the fact that we were watching our two parents going at it like rabbits!
Tim and I were good pals as well as brothers - we had to be friends I guess, because we shared a bathroom in the same way that Angie and Liz had to share theirs. Our home might have been large but we had three bathrooms for the six bedroom (one kept as spare for visitors) - hardly deprivation even though the girls seemed to think so at times.
Sharing a bathroom meant that we'd both come across the other in the process of having a wank in the shower once in a while but it was no more than a slightly embarrassing moment and we'd never done anything with each other...even though I was somewhat tempted occasionally.
And it seemed that the girls felt much the same. Liz told me, in private, that Angie shaved her pussy and that it looked all smooth and sexy and that she wanted to be able to touch it - but that was as far as our inter-family relationships went, it seemed.
Naturally Dad thought he was supreme with a camera and it was only a few days later that he gathered us all together one evening...
"You mother and I have decided," he said, standing there on a proverbial soapbox, "A photo of just one of you at a time really will be a bit boring, so we're going to do things in pairs."
"Yeah - guess that makes sense," agreed Tim, "So who's going to be with who?"
"One girl, one boy," said Mum, "Then you can change partners."
"Ummmm, that'll only make six months, won't it," said Liz logically, "Suppose we'll need to do ones with us girls and then the boys too."
"So we will," said Mum suddenly realising our shortcomings, "Hmmmm - ok, we'll do this."
She began making notes on the edge of a newspaper.
"Yes, we can start with the two boys, then Chris with Liz and then Chris with Angie. Then we'll change over and it'll be Tim's turn with the girls. We'll see how it all goes and then we'll do your Dad with the girls and me with the boys and then Christmas and Easter specials of us all together. How's that sound? We'll need a few more combinations but we'll come to those in due course."
Approval all round, it seemed - or at least no-one objected, so Dad powered up his camera and got his stuff ready.
