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287 i****t and the ex-virgin [10]
Well its now 2018, dad passed away a few years back, I live with my 70year-old mum still, in the same old place, though we really need to downsize.
This section taken from notes in my diary;
Rose now lives with her “significant other, a girl named Sam, in a flat in Hastings, they refer to it as married, and they have a little girl named Tina, who looks remarkably like dad or myself, and yes it was planned for, for them. (Dad and I were always willing to help out in that respect, and Sam obviously was present both times.)
Ros has two boys Mike and Peter, and they live with her and her husband Andrew in New Zealand, so we don’t see a lot of them except by video, or the web and Reb, well Reb is Reb, lives in a flat in Hythe, she has a little girl, not so little now, nearly 17, and as pretty as a picture, all curls and flashing blue eyes, Angela by name, tall and willowy, a bit like her father, James, who now is long gone, divorced and away at sea! And before you ask yes, I do take advantage now and then of my still attractive sister, she has even asked me if I will take her daughters virginity soon, and boy am I looking forward to that.
Me she laughingly refers to as a “train mad mother-fucking no hoper,” as during the summer months, I still drive on the light railway, and work on the track of the little line in the winter!
I`ve had girlfriends, but none as good in the sex department as mum or Reb, so I am still, happy at home, and as my mother says; “playing trains” though laying track on a windy winters day on the open marsh I must say is not my idea of playing.
Anyway, that’s by the by, mum is still active she has the brand still, but its faded a lot, as has mine, (and Reb`s) she still loves her arse tanned occasionally though it takes a while to recover nowadays, but she`s a game old bird. It was her who persuaded Reb to fetch her daughter over for her 17th birthday tea, and to lose her virginity at the same time. Hence; I`ve fore-gone a day`s driving on Saturday, my loco, being used by one of the volunteers, which I hate, but I need to be here to keep the family tradition alive; well that’s my story and I`m sticking to it…
This section from notes taken from my diary two weeks after the first section;
Well its over, and it went well, everyone happy including Angela, who bore up well.
What happened was this, Tina, Rose`s daughter was overnighting with the brownies, so both Rose, and Sam came over, to celebrate the girls ‘birthday,’ arriving about 10 am and helping mum ‘lay the table,’ Reb came a little later with the birthday girl, and we sat out with a drink and some sausage rolls on our patio in the warm sun.
In conversation Rose asked what Angela felt about the family ceremony, to be told “well I have nerves, my mum says uncle rob is a ‘big boy,’ and she should know!” She grinned then said that, she had played a bit, but fingers only, and although she couldn’t wait, she was scared of the pain, and was a bit in awe of having so many watch. Then she asked Rose how she had felt on the day she lost hers? Roses answer was “scared shitless!” then she explained that her dad, Angela`s grandfather, was one that liked to ‘slam it in,’ there was no gentleness and it was hard and brutal, and hurt like hell!” then with a grin she said, “not like your uncle,” which allayed the look of panic that had flitted across the girl`s face. Reb said that “daddy didn’t spare her either, but it was better than when she was ****d!”
Mum said “when she lost hers, her father did it, and her brother with two uncles held her down, and no one had warned her, or spoken to her before and it was traumatic!” It was then that Reb spoke to Sam and said, “and you, how did you lose yours?” the would be ‘man of the house’ coloured up and said that “she had never been penetrated by a man!” which caused a bit of a stir, mum asking why-ever not?” and how did she choose to be a lesbian if she had not tried ‘real’ sex to know she didn’t like it?”
All eyes were on Sam now and she was blushing like crazy, then in a near whisper she said that, “I heard my mother through the bedroom wall when I was a youngster, crying as my dad had her each and every night, he was a brutal pig of a man and a drunk, and I found I loved Rose, so it never occurred.
Mother being more persistent than the rest, said “look sweety, not all men are brutes, mine could be at times, but I found I liked that occasionally, but the likes of Rob here are gentle and loving,“ this was I must say greeted by nods from my sisters, which I thought a great compliment, mum went on “have you never wanted to find out what it was like?” she paused “to have a live one inside you not a piece of plastic, an imitation or are you so butch that only you wear the, strap on? By now Rose too was blushing, mother never one to mince her words, looked at Rose and raised her eyebrows in question.
Rose knew better than not answer her mother, and with her eyes on Sam, she began to quietly explain “that Sam had never penetrated her except by vibrator and hand, and though she had begged at times to have Sam take her with the strap on, it had never happened!” eyes swivelled to Sam once more and the woman red as a pillar box now said she “was scared of hurting her lover, having heard those things from my mother`s room!
Reb was about to say something but Mum got their first, “You don’t know what your missing lady,” she paused, heads nodded, she went on, would it make any difference to your ‘marriage’ to the way you two care for each other, I very much doubt it, especially if Rose knows about it and approves, so after the ceremony why don’t you share a bed overnight with my son, and try it, if its not for you, well so be it, but I think by the time he has made love to you, not just fucked you, your thoughts will have changed!”
She then added to an open-mouthed Sam, “talk it over, he wont mind belive me!” I nodded and said, “I would be honoured to help, having always thought of Sam as a challenge!” Which brought a snigger from Reb, who added that both she and Mum had spoken about sleeping with Sam as well, both fancying her but not wishing to upset things for Rose had waited till the right moment.
The compliment was too much for Sam who didn’t know what to say, so the subject was quickly moved on, back once more to Angela, and the meal now laid out in our cool living room, especially to leave the kitchen table free for its other duty.
Angela looked at me with those dazzling blue eyes and gravely said; “Uncle Rob, my butterflies are gathering as time goes on, so could we please get on with this ceremony, before I chicken out?”
I smiled, and said, “If she was ready by all means, but unless she ran off, I doubt if the rest of the family would let her escape, it wasn`t the way things got done round here!” to which we all laughed, the rose and trouped into the big old kitchen. Without a word, this lovely blonde c***d began to shed clothes, her pale skin soon contrasting with the purple webbing, of her specially brought underclothes. Without taking my eyes of her, I began to strip myself, my tool springing forth like a rubber truncheon, her eyes transfixing on it like I was about to beat her with it.
My mum stepped up and fitted a condom, waving a finger at the girl and saying “never be without these, not till you want a k**die, Never, understand, there was a nod.
Her mother stepped forward, unclipped the girls bra and slid it from the finest pair of small but pert tits it had ever been my fortune to encounter. She still stood, nervous and with a fixed gaze till her mother called her attention to the panties, telling her she “wouldn`t be getting much through those things!” And to” Get them off” and to “get up and lay on the table” like an automaton Angela, slid the little purple knickers down, then with a glance at the old table which had over the years sufficed as an altar to the virginity of this whole families, women folk. With a shrug of acceptance of the inevitable, she perched her pretty backside on the table end, laid back and lifted her legs to her chest, her mother and mine taking hold of one ankle and a hand apiece, both Rose and Sam at the head of the table resting their hands gently but firmly on her shoulders, and Rose uttering soothing comments as I slowly placed my old JT to her hot but downy slot.
I could feel the eyes of the women boring into me, none more-so than Sam, who I knew would be weighing up the pro`s and con`s of sleeping with me a dreaded man, dependent on my gentle performance now.
Gently oh so very gently I eased the head into her body. slowly oh so very slowly the warm soft body surrounded my stiffness, as I pushed forward a centimetre at a time deeper into the receptive cavity of my niece.
Soon the pubic bones met, the girl rigid with anticipation, lay still in a stiff and scared state and I waited fully engaged for her to calm a little as my mother whispered “that was the hard part lovie, now comes the fun” she visibly relaxed, the tension gone so I began my dance, gently handling the soft and pliable tits, the nipples of which were now as rigid as a pair of ice cream cones.
Mother let go of the leg and my sister followed suit, her ankles resting on my shoulders as my hips slowly picked up speed. Sam watched her face for signs of distress, but there were none, just a happy smile, and the odd grunt as I reached the end of an inward stroke.
Soon she began to squeeze the lady`s hands, I knew then instinctively she was not only happy but was achieving her first real orgasm, the eyes rolled, breathing increased, nipples reddened and with a gasp she went over the top.
I did not ease up, god I was too near myself for that, I kept right on at the same hefty pace, again she had all those wonderful symptoms, her face flushed, as the second orgasm took both her and yours truly to heaven, her fingers squeezing hands painfully, and the four ladies all looking flushed to say the least. The young woman now lay exhausted, me slumped on her delightful body kissing her neck as the ladies released her and went their separate ways, each to overcome their excitement as best they could, and regain their composure while we both recovered ours.
Silently we dressed, Angela, and I, she kissed me and thanked me, then asked if we could sleep together soon, I said if her mum approved then yes, I would be happy to share my bed with her anytime.
Hand in hand now we returned to the patio, mum and Reb sitting waiting with a bottle of champagne mum nodding at the old studio and saying the “lovers were in discussion!”
We sat savouring the moment, both lovers returning and as mother poured the drinks, Rose saying that Sam wanted to partake but without any audience, if no one minded.
It was a jolly bunch at the birthday tea, taken on that patio, bees buzzed birds sang, I was surrounded by women, and the distant sound of the afternoon train whistling for the distant crossing, drifting on the gentle breeze, was all this enthusiast needed to complete the scene and to know all is well with my world.
Well its now 2018, dad passed away a few years back, I live with my 70year-old mum still, in the same old place, though we really need to downsize.
This section taken from notes in my diary;
Rose now lives with her “significant other, a girl named Sam, in a flat in Hastings, they refer to it as married, and they have a little girl named Tina, who looks remarkably like dad or myself, and yes it was planned for, for them. (Dad and I were always willing to help out in that respect, and Sam obviously was present both times.)
Ros has two boys Mike and Peter, and they live with her and her husband Andrew in New Zealand, so we don’t see a lot of them except by video, or the web and Reb, well Reb is Reb, lives in a flat in Hythe, she has a little girl, not so little now, nearly 17, and as pretty as a picture, all curls and flashing blue eyes, Angela by name, tall and willowy, a bit like her father, James, who now is long gone, divorced and away at sea! And before you ask yes, I do take advantage now and then of my still attractive sister, she has even asked me if I will take her daughters virginity soon, and boy am I looking forward to that.
Me she laughingly refers to as a “train mad mother-fucking no hoper,” as during the summer months, I still drive on the light railway, and work on the track of the little line in the winter!
I`ve had girlfriends, but none as good in the sex department as mum or Reb, so I am still, happy at home, and as my mother says; “playing trains” though laying track on a windy winters day on the open marsh I must say is not my idea of playing.
Anyway, that’s by the by, mum is still active she has the brand still, but its faded a lot, as has mine, (and Reb`s) she still loves her arse tanned occasionally though it takes a while to recover nowadays, but she`s a game old bird. It was her who persuaded Reb to fetch her daughter over for her 17th birthday tea, and to lose her virginity at the same time. Hence; I`ve fore-gone a day`s driving on Saturday, my loco, being used by one of the volunteers, which I hate, but I need to be here to keep the family tradition alive; well that’s my story and I`m sticking to it…
This section from notes taken from my diary two weeks after the first section;
Well its over, and it went well, everyone happy including Angela, who bore up well.
What happened was this, Tina, Rose`s daughter was overnighting with the brownies, so both Rose, and Sam came over, to celebrate the girls ‘birthday,’ arriving about 10 am and helping mum ‘lay the table,’ Reb came a little later with the birthday girl, and we sat out with a drink and some sausage rolls on our patio in the warm sun.
In conversation Rose asked what Angela felt about the family ceremony, to be told “well I have nerves, my mum says uncle rob is a ‘big boy,’ and she should know!” She grinned then said that, she had played a bit, but fingers only, and although she couldn’t wait, she was scared of the pain, and was a bit in awe of having so many watch. Then she asked Rose how she had felt on the day she lost hers? Roses answer was “scared shitless!” then she explained that her dad, Angela`s grandfather, was one that liked to ‘slam it in,’ there was no gentleness and it was hard and brutal, and hurt like hell!” then with a grin she said, “not like your uncle,” which allayed the look of panic that had flitted across the girl`s face. Reb said that “daddy didn’t spare her either, but it was better than when she was ****d!”
Mum said “when she lost hers, her father did it, and her brother with two uncles held her down, and no one had warned her, or spoken to her before and it was traumatic!” It was then that Reb spoke to Sam and said, “and you, how did you lose yours?” the would be ‘man of the house’ coloured up and said that “she had never been penetrated by a man!” which caused a bit of a stir, mum asking why-ever not?” and how did she choose to be a lesbian if she had not tried ‘real’ sex to know she didn’t like it?”
All eyes were on Sam now and she was blushing like crazy, then in a near whisper she said that, “I heard my mother through the bedroom wall when I was a youngster, crying as my dad had her each and every night, he was a brutal pig of a man and a drunk, and I found I loved Rose, so it never occurred.
Mother being more persistent than the rest, said “look sweety, not all men are brutes, mine could be at times, but I found I liked that occasionally, but the likes of Rob here are gentle and loving,“ this was I must say greeted by nods from my sisters, which I thought a great compliment, mum went on “have you never wanted to find out what it was like?” she paused “to have a live one inside you not a piece of plastic, an imitation or are you so butch that only you wear the, strap on? By now Rose too was blushing, mother never one to mince her words, looked at Rose and raised her eyebrows in question.
Rose knew better than not answer her mother, and with her eyes on Sam, she began to quietly explain “that Sam had never penetrated her except by vibrator and hand, and though she had begged at times to have Sam take her with the strap on, it had never happened!” eyes swivelled to Sam once more and the woman red as a pillar box now said she “was scared of hurting her lover, having heard those things from my mother`s room!
Reb was about to say something but Mum got their first, “You don’t know what your missing lady,” she paused, heads nodded, she went on, would it make any difference to your ‘marriage’ to the way you two care for each other, I very much doubt it, especially if Rose knows about it and approves, so after the ceremony why don’t you share a bed overnight with my son, and try it, if its not for you, well so be it, but I think by the time he has made love to you, not just fucked you, your thoughts will have changed!”
She then added to an open-mouthed Sam, “talk it over, he wont mind belive me!” I nodded and said, “I would be honoured to help, having always thought of Sam as a challenge!” Which brought a snigger from Reb, who added that both she and Mum had spoken about sleeping with Sam as well, both fancying her but not wishing to upset things for Rose had waited till the right moment.
The compliment was too much for Sam who didn’t know what to say, so the subject was quickly moved on, back once more to Angela, and the meal now laid out in our cool living room, especially to leave the kitchen table free for its other duty.
Angela looked at me with those dazzling blue eyes and gravely said; “Uncle Rob, my butterflies are gathering as time goes on, so could we please get on with this ceremony, before I chicken out?”
I smiled, and said, “If she was ready by all means, but unless she ran off, I doubt if the rest of the family would let her escape, it wasn`t the way things got done round here!” to which we all laughed, the rose and trouped into the big old kitchen. Without a word, this lovely blonde c***d began to shed clothes, her pale skin soon contrasting with the purple webbing, of her specially brought underclothes. Without taking my eyes of her, I began to strip myself, my tool springing forth like a rubber truncheon, her eyes transfixing on it like I was about to beat her with it.
My mum stepped up and fitted a condom, waving a finger at the girl and saying “never be without these, not till you want a k**die, Never, understand, there was a nod.
Her mother stepped forward, unclipped the girls bra and slid it from the finest pair of small but pert tits it had ever been my fortune to encounter. She still stood, nervous and with a fixed gaze till her mother called her attention to the panties, telling her she “wouldn`t be getting much through those things!” And to” Get them off” and to “get up and lay on the table” like an automaton Angela, slid the little purple knickers down, then with a glance at the old table which had over the years sufficed as an altar to the virginity of this whole families, women folk. With a shrug of acceptance of the inevitable, she perched her pretty backside on the table end, laid back and lifted her legs to her chest, her mother and mine taking hold of one ankle and a hand apiece, both Rose and Sam at the head of the table resting their hands gently but firmly on her shoulders, and Rose uttering soothing comments as I slowly placed my old JT to her hot but downy slot.
I could feel the eyes of the women boring into me, none more-so than Sam, who I knew would be weighing up the pro`s and con`s of sleeping with me a dreaded man, dependent on my gentle performance now.
Gently oh so very gently I eased the head into her body. slowly oh so very slowly the warm soft body surrounded my stiffness, as I pushed forward a centimetre at a time deeper into the receptive cavity of my niece.
Soon the pubic bones met, the girl rigid with anticipation, lay still in a stiff and scared state and I waited fully engaged for her to calm a little as my mother whispered “that was the hard part lovie, now comes the fun” she visibly relaxed, the tension gone so I began my dance, gently handling the soft and pliable tits, the nipples of which were now as rigid as a pair of ice cream cones.
Mother let go of the leg and my sister followed suit, her ankles resting on my shoulders as my hips slowly picked up speed. Sam watched her face for signs of distress, but there were none, just a happy smile, and the odd grunt as I reached the end of an inward stroke.
Soon she began to squeeze the lady`s hands, I knew then instinctively she was not only happy but was achieving her first real orgasm, the eyes rolled, breathing increased, nipples reddened and with a gasp she went over the top.
I did not ease up, god I was too near myself for that, I kept right on at the same hefty pace, again she had all those wonderful symptoms, her face flushed, as the second orgasm took both her and yours truly to heaven, her fingers squeezing hands painfully, and the four ladies all looking flushed to say the least. The young woman now lay exhausted, me slumped on her delightful body kissing her neck as the ladies released her and went their separate ways, each to overcome their excitement as best they could, and regain their composure while we both recovered ours.
Silently we dressed, Angela, and I, she kissed me and thanked me, then asked if we could sleep together soon, I said if her mum approved then yes, I would be happy to share my bed with her anytime.
Hand in hand now we returned to the patio, mum and Reb sitting waiting with a bottle of champagne mum nodding at the old studio and saying the “lovers were in discussion!”
We sat savouring the moment, both lovers returning and as mother poured the drinks, Rose saying that Sam wanted to partake but without any audience, if no one minded.
It was a jolly bunch at the birthday tea, taken on that patio, bees buzzed birds sang, I was surrounded by women, and the distant sound of the afternoon train whistling for the distant crossing, drifting on the gentle breeze, was all this enthusiast needed to complete the scene and to know all is well with my world.
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