Incest WW2 Style

Rose could not remember a time when she had wanted to be fucked so much as she did right now.

"Do it Charlie, do me?" She groaned into his ear as she ran her hands up and down his back and opened her legs.

He slid between them and the bulbous end of his cock nestled against her lips.

"Now, do me Charlie, fuck me," she grunted pushing downwards. At the same time Charlie eased his hips forward and marvellously for both of them his cock slid all the way into her making her grunt and groan with pleasure.

He could hardly believe that he was actually fucking his Aunt Rose. It seemed incredible to him that he was inside her with his cock up her cunt. The incest thing had not registered much to him so he felt no guilt or shame in that area. Sure his mind dwelled on Uncle Jack who he got on very well with and who he considered had been instrumental in his football prowess, but only marginally. In Charlie's mind if it was not him fucking Jack's wife it would be someone else, for he had heard that many of the war brides had guys on the side just as Rose was having him.

He started moving inside her, he began to thrust up and down and go in and out of her sending such sensations through her sex starved body. Every move, every thrust every time he went in and out of her as he began fucking her was so intense for her. The pleasure was ecstatic, the excitement amazing and the sensations searing through her body as her young lover roared her towards a climax were like nothing she had experienced before. Her fingernail dug into the soft flesh of his arse and raked up and down his muscular back as without thinking she opened her legs wider and wrapped them round his waist crossing her ankles on his back. That was new to Charlie as was the added depth of his penetration as Rose's unstretched by childbirth lips gripped his cock so tightly. He could feel his balls building up to his ejaculation and was so pleased to hear her moaning and feel her grip on him tightening as her whole body started to shudder and shake. She was moaning and groaning, grunting and sighing as Charlie exploded and his cock spurted out his spunk as, just like his masturbation fantasies he gave her a massive orgasm.

*

They had sex again that morning. The second time was more relaxed, there was less urgency and they took their time investigating each other's body in more detail. Although Rose stroked Charlie's cock she didn't suck it or lick his balls, just as he did not try going down on her, not that he really knew how to do that.

They developed a pattern for their lovemaking. It would either take place in the morning in the shelter with Dick and Daisy upstairs in bed or at night when they were at work. After George had gone to sleep Charlie would creep into Rose's room and they would have sex in her bed. That was Charlie's favourite time for occasionally they would actually sleep together with him holding her. Fortunately, somehow Rose managed to wake him in time for him to get the kids up and ready for school. Other times, they would stay downstairs after they had gone to bed and they would have sex on the sofa or on the mat on the floor; oh how they wished for a thick pile carpet for when they rolled around on the floor the lino was cold on their naked bodies.

They both quite quickly became attuned to their 'new life.' They were convinced that none of the family had any suspicions and other than when they went to the shelter they did not go out or put themselves into situations where anybody would see them.

Their early lovemaking formed a pattern. They would usually do it twice within an hour or so, but on one occasion when the others were out and they were alone all afternoon and evening Charlie came four times, fucking her three times and Rose wanking him once.

At first, though, it was not very creative or adventurous. Usually they would undress themselves, but now and then Rose would leave her underwear including her suspender belt, stockings, knickers and bra on for Charlie to remove. He particularly enjoyed doing that, but then she did too. She was enjoying the obvious adoration that Charlie showed towards her, but worried on two counts. The first was whether the others would notice it and the second was how the hell was he going to contain it when, and if, Jack came home?

There was another slight worry that as their lovemaking went on and became more intense, her feelings for him increased. He was becoming rather more than a sexual item and she was finding her affections for him growing. They had never been put to the test with Jack as she had not got close and certainly had not had sex with anyone else. Now, though, having regular and frequent sex and spending more time talking with her nephew made them very close. Although she hated thinking it she loved the differences between him and Jack and many of the others in the family and the neighbourhood. She loved his sharp, analytical mind, which was not that uncomm0n for cockneys who are known for their wit and humour. Where Charlie was different and what she found so attractive was that he was also educated. He knew facts and information that no one else round Manor Park did; he was more like the well-educated officers and civil servants with who she worked. He was also very caring and affectionate, considerate about pleasing her and he did not feel the need to play the 'hard nut' that Jack and the others round the East End did. There was also the sex.

Jack had a fair physique but at forty-eight he was becoming a bit flabby and had a distinct beer drinker's belly. Whilst not that distasteful to Rose she could not help comparing that with Charlie's lean, toned body, flat stomach and muscular chest. Being held against his taught body made Rose feel so womanly and sexy. Although technically probably not as good a lover as Jack, Charlie more than made up with enthusiasm what he lacked in experience. He had a bigger, thicker dick than her husband and the cheeks of his arse were tighter and more pert than Jack's. She tried avoiding making such comparisons, but the longer Jack was away and Charlie played the part of her surrogate husband the more areas she found where her husband did not compare favourably with her young nephew. And of course the most significant one of these was in stamina and recovery powers. Charlie could last ages without cumming and he could cum four or five times in an evening, or in their case often a morning, a sexual attribute that Jack had lost ages ago.

The sex they had in the first few weeks was pretty basic. It revolved around them kissing, pressing their bodies together, Charlie fingering her sometimes to a climax and Rose rubbing his cock. They would then move onto sex with Rose the first time in a session usually on her back and Charlie between her widely opened legs. The second time was often with them lying on their sides spooning or Rose on her front and Charlie entering her from behind.

Gradually, though, they became more adventurous and Rose delighted in straddling him and Charlie was thrilled to fuck her doggy style.

It was just a couple of weeks after their initial fuck that Rose sucked Charlie's prick for the first time. It was not planned, neither of them spoke about it, he didn't ask her to do it, even though he was dying for it, she didn't suggest she should, even though she wanted to, it just happened. It was spontaneous, one of those wonderful spur of the moment things that just happen.

It was late at night. The children were asleep and they had fucked downstairs on the mat in front of the fire. It was not really as risky as it might appear for the old Edwardian house had, as most did, very squeaky floorboards and they would hear either of the children if they got out of bed. That would give them plenty of time to 'make themselves respectable' should the kids come downstairs, although there was no reason for them to do that.

"Let's go to bed and cuddle up," Charlie suggested.

"Just cuddle up?"

"Well let's see shall we auntie. You go first," he said picking up his pyjama trousers and woollen dressing gown that his mum and dad had bought him last Christmas.

"You only want me to go first," Rose said collecting her nighty, knickers and silk dressing gown where Charlie had left them after undressing her. "Because you want to look at my bum."

Smiling, Charlie reached round Rose and gripped one of her cheeks. "Not just your bum auntie," he said slipping his fingers between her legs and right onto the lips of her pussy. "This as well."

"What my minge Charlie, you want to see that as well?"

"Mmmm yes," he replied following up the stairs staring at both parts of his gorgeous aunt.

Rose's room was at the back of the house. In normal times it was lit from a streetlight in the alley that ran along the bottom of the garden, but since the blitz had started they had to comply with the blackout laws. So there were no streetlights, there was heavy, thick curtains at all the windows, they were not allowed to put the houselights on and the only light permitted had to come from candles. As they went upstairs, they both carried one in a holder so not only was he able to see her bum and pussy, but also he could enjoy the romantic atmosphere the light created. At the same time Rose was very aware that Charlie's face was just inches from her private parts and that excited and aroused her.

As they lay on her narrow bed naked in each other's arms so Rose's arousal increased. It had been only half an hour or so since they had sex, but already she could feel stirrings in Charlie's cock. This was such a wonderful thing for her as it would be for most women of her age. To have sex as good as on demand as frequently as she wanted was amazing.

Rose reached down and held it. Her touch confirmed that indeed there were stirrings for he was already semi-erect.

"God Charlie," she whispered. "You're incorrigible."

"Not complaining are you auntie?" he smiled.

"No complimenting in wonderment," she said turning the bedclothes back and looking at his growing cock in the flickering candlelight. She stroked it and rubbed his balls. "Nice?" She asked,

"Mmm lovely," he replied.

The last few times they had been together she had been contemplating going down on him, but was still not sure how he would react. Jack had told her several times that some men found the whole oral thing distasteful and others thought it was dirty. "They think licking what you piss from is out of order," he had said, avidly licking her cunt.

Charlie, almost desperately, wanted her to suck him. He had heard other guys say that their girlfriend had given them a suck or a blow job as some called it, but he was not totally sure what it entailed. There were no books that mentioned it as they were censored and there were no porn movies so how could he know other than by word of mouth? Talking to some guys at uni had helped, but he was never quite sure just how much of 'boys chat' was true and what was bravado.

As they kissed and she caressed his cock so she began to make up her mind. Bending she licked her way down his neck and chest and onto his little boobs. Sucking a nipple into her mouth and biting it gently she was thrilled to feel his cock responding in her hand. She slid her face down a little further and pushed her tongue into his navel as, at the same time, she rolled his balls around.

'Fuck she just gets better and better,' Charlie thought wanting to hold her tits, but as he could not reach he gripped her head and ran his hands through her hair that was tumbling onto and tickling his stomach and thighs. In the dim light and with her hair all over him, he could not see just what she was doing, but felt her lips and tongue go further down licking and kissing his flat stomach. 'Oh my god is she going to?' He asked himself.

'Shall I or not?' Rose was thinking.

Charlie groaning. "Oh yes," and gripping her head tighter was the deciding factor. Lifting his half hard cock away from his stomach, Rose kissed the tip of it. That brought another. "Oh yes, yes," and an even harder gripping of her head.

"Yes Charlie," she whispered licking the length of his dick.

"Yes, oh yes, yes please Rose," he moaned back.

Rose then went to work with all the oral expertise she had gained from sucking Jack's cock for almost twenty years. Alternating between licking and sucking it she gained the wonderfully exciting pleasure of making it grow in her mouth at the same time as enjoying hearing Charlie's moans and groans of pleasure as quite quickly she brought him to the edge of his climax. She could feel it harden even more and almost begin to pulsate as the signs of his impending ejaculation built up. Just before it erupted, she took it out of her mouth and finished him off by masturbating him until his spunk shot out all over his stomach.

It was just a couple of weeks later that she did it again, but this time did not take it out. This time she kept it in her mouth, this time she kept her lips tightly closed round it, yes this time she let her nephew cum in her mouth and this time she looked into his eyes and quite pointedly swallowed him.

*

"Have you ever kissed a girl down here?" She asked him grabbing his hand that was rubbing her pussy. It was mid-morning and they were having sex in the air raid shelter.

"No, not really although Ethel Smithers did let my kiss her here," he replied touching the top of Rose's pubic patch.

"Would you like to?" Rose asked not at all sure that he would as Jack had once told her that some men found it distasteful.

"Oh Rose, yes, yes of course."

Rose adored oral sex, both giving, but especially receiving. Jack was a master at it or so she believed not having had any other man's face down there.

"Then do it Charlie," she said feeling oddly nervous as she pushed his head down her body. "Lay between my legs," she went opening them wide and raising her knees. He scrambled down the bed in the shelter and laid between his aunt's opened thighs. The sight of her minge in such close up was so exciting that he was not sure he would last long. He had been hard for about half an hour and Rose had been stroking it quite a lot.

Putting his arms under her legs and placing his hands on their tops he edged forward. He felt Rose's hands on his head, stroking him and ruffling his hair.

"Lick it Charlie, lick right along it," Rose said sounding rather hoarse.

He did as she asked and as usual that sent shock waves of sensation through her.

"Oh yes," she grunted her body going taught as involuntarily she arched her back and pulled on the back of his head trying to wring every last ounce of pleasure from it.

Charlie's first thought was how warm was the inside of her cunt. Warm, wet and smooth he was thinking as he repeated the licking movement of his tongue along his aunt's lips.

It was so long since she had been licked like this and although she and Charlie were active with full penetrative sex, having her pussy attended to always gave her such an enormous arousal.

"Oh fuckin 'ell Charlie yes, yes," she gasped grabbing the young man's head and pulling it more firmly to her. At the same time she pushed her thighs together holding his face between them. Charlie felt pleasantly trapped between his aunt's legs with his mouth full of her pussy. It was an amazing and incredibly exciting experience for him.

"There, here, right there. Lick me here," Rose garbled sliding her hand down her stomach and pressing her clit. "Oh my god, oh my fuckin lord," she moaned far louder than was wise given where they were when he pressed his tongue firmly against it.

Rose started to cum. Charlie realised that and quite rightly continued licking and tonguing her. He ran the tip of his tongue round her lips and pushed it as far as he could get it up her cunt loving the feel and taste of her. Rose was shaking and arching her back as wave after wave of sensations from her orgasm washed over her. Reaching her peak, she just about managed to stop herself screaming although her moans and groans were very loud.

At last she started to calm down and the raging tempest of feelings was replaced by a warm glow that filled her breasts and stomach. She was sobbing and nearly crying from the sheer power of the climax her young nephew had given her.

"Oh Charlie, oh my darling, my lovely boy that was so good," she sighed as he moved from between her legs and laid beside her. They cuddled and she covered his face with little kisses and licks. Charlie held her tight as she came down from the heights of her orgasm. His tenderness and consideration was so lovely, far more so than Jack showed to her. "Oh Charlie you are so lovely," she groaned holding his head in her hands and planting kissed over his face. "I love you, you know that don't you?"

"And I love you Rose, so much, so very, very much," the young man responded as he cupped his aunt's spectacular tits.

She felt so close to him and at that moment thought that anything was possible, even them living together should she leave Jack. The unthinkable something that had been going through her mind recently.

She pulled him to her smothering his face and neck with kisses as she squirmed herself against him revelling in the rigid length of his cock that reared up her stomach. That made her realise that of course he had not climaxed, which in turn made her feel a little guilty at having taken her pleasure and given nothing back. Taking his gorgeous cock in her hand she stroked it lovingly and whispered.

"Oh I am so sorry my baby I had forgot."

"Forgot what?" He asked loving being pressed against her nudity with her hand rubbing his erection and balls.

"Silly," she said looking into his eyes and smiling. "You haven't cum."

"No, but it was wonderful doing that to you, almost as good as cumming."

"But not as good is it Charlie?"

"Was it good Rose? Did I do ok?"

"It was wonderful ducks and you were marvellous," Rose replied cupping his balls in her hand and squeezing gently.

"Really Rose?" He asked again kissing her full on the mouth and squeezing her breast.

Although she had cum strongly just five or ten minutes ago, Rose felt the stirrings of another orgasm. Her body and her mind were reacting to being in the young man's arms. She had become more and more aware over the past couple of weeks that her feelings for him were strengthening, that their relationship was deepening and that to her he was now more than merely the fuckbuddy and husband sexual replacement that he had been such a short time ago.

"Oh yes luv, really, really, really," she moaned her emotions rearing up as she felt such love accompanied by utter lust for Charlie. She started to cry.

"What's the matter Rose?" Charlie asked worried that something was wrong.

"Nothing my darling nothing at all, I am just so happy and I want you so much, I have to make you cum."

"Oh Rose yes, yes please."

"Make love to me baby, take me Charlie, fuck me please fuck me," she groaned laying back and inviting him between her legs.

"Oh bollocks no."

"What?"

"I forgot to get any rubbers."

"Don't worry do it without."

His bare, stiff cock sliding up her fully lubricated pussy was fantastic for both of them and they had probably the most marvellous fuck since they had started.

*

In the almost three months they had been having they had developed a full repertoire including oral both ways, penetrative sex in most positions and mutual masturbation. The latest addition had happened just last night.

She had been sucking him. He was kneeling beside her as she lay on the quite threadbare rug in front of the fireplace downstairs. He was reaching down and rubbing her clit and sliding his fingers along her fully lubricated pussy. They were both very near.

"Let me, can I, oh fuck?" he muttered.