Natalie Pt. 03

Mum had come home and had bought fish and chips for us. I sat at the table with my parents, wondering if my mum could tell, if she could see the change in me. If she could see that I had done it. That I had sex. Yesterday I hadn't even touched a boy, or let a boy even touch me, and yet now I had been fingered, had stroked off my boyfriend, had started to stroke my dad and then been shagged by him.

Could my mum tell? I hoped not, because that would start a conversation I didn't want to have. What I had done with Jase was one thing, and I suppose I could talk that through with mum, if she asked, after all, I couldn't make her hard, so hard that she would have to shag me, shag me like my dad did.

I rinsed the plates and put them in the dishwasher and told my parents I was going up to listen to some music.

As I lay on my bed, my music on pause, I could hear my parents talking, I couldn't make everything out, but I could hear 'Nat will hear us" from mom, and dad saying "she won't she is listening to her music."

I crept to my door and pulled it open a little, trying to hear what they were saying, but there were no more words, just noises, noises I recognised. They were making out on the settee. I wondered if they had left the lounge door open, if so, I would be able to see, if I was careful.

I edged along the landing and looked between the bedroom wall that is over the stairs, and the banister. The lounge door was open, and dad was kneeling between mum's legs. He had his trousers off and I could see that his bottom was quite hairy, but from this angle I couldn't quite see his cock or balls.

Mum's dress was opened at the front and her bra pushed up, her boobs showing and I could see her panties were down and around her left ankle, and as dad licked her, he moved his hand up and I was sure her was fingering her as he licked.

Mum was not complaining that is for sure and she seemed to be making appreciative noises, noises that her daughter hadn't made earlier, but then her dad hadn't licked and fingered her daughter. No, he just simply took her, fucked her, her first fuck, in the same place he now fingered and licked his wife. Perhaps he could not shag her so soon after shagging me I wondered.

"Make love to me" I heard mum say and he stood up, his cock hard pointing out from him. Mum turned round and knelt on the settee as I had, and dad went behind her and bent forward. He must have entered her as mum gave a groan and I was sure she said yes.

I watched, fascinated as dad shagged my mum, faster and faster he went, the familiar slapping sound I had heard from their bedroom in the past, a sound that I now identified as sex. It was a troublesome thing to watch. I think if my dad hadn't shagged me earlier, then it would have been more unsettling, but as I watched him take my mum, I had flash backs of him doing that to me. I remembered him inside me, I remembered him filling me as I watched him fill my mother, and I wanted him to be doing it to me.

Before they finished, I edged back to my room quietly shutting my bedroom door, muting the noises of my parents in the lounge. I put my headphones in but didn't press play, I just lay there thinking of my dad and what he had done today.

After a while I heard my door open, but I pretended to have heard nothing, and managed a convincing jump when someone touched my back.

"Alright Natalie?" mum asked, her dress now fully done up. "You just seemed a little quiet earlier." Well I couldn't say I was just getting over being shagged on the settee by my dad, so I just smiled.

"I'm fine mum, I went for a long walk with Jase earlier and am a bit tired."

"Oh, okay, well, you can tell me all about it tomorrow, I am going to have a shower and an early night. Your dad is downstairs watching tv for a bit.

"Okay mum." Oh God, I hoped I wouldn't have to go through what I did with Jase with my mum.

I turned my music and I lay there lost in my thoughts for an hour or so, wondering whether I ought to carry on seeing Jase, and if I should let him go the whole way with me. Through my half opened eyes I saw my dad come into my room, perhaps he had knocked, I hadn't heard it through my earbuds. I paused my music and took my earbuds out.

"Hey Nat, " dad said softly. I could hear my mum softly snoring from across the landing.

"Hey dad'" I replied.

"You didn't tell your mum our secret did you?"

"No dad, why would I do that. She probably wouldn't understand."

"What wouldn't she understand Nat?"

"That I had made you hard and that I therefore had to deal with it."

"No, she wouldn't understand Nat, she would be very cross with you, she would not think it right that you got her husband hard, she sees that as her job."

I nodded, it made sense what dad said, she was his wife after all. Dad sat on the edge of the bed and stroked my hair. "Nat," he asked, do you know what oral is?"

Well yes, of course I did, I had watched him doing it to mum earlier. Did he want to do that to me? Now? With mum just across the way in her bedroom. I shook my head, "not really dad, I hadn't even seen a cock or touched one until today."

"Okay Nat. Oral is when a woman uses her mouth to please a man. It is one way she can help her man when she is on her period, she can use her mouth."

"Oh." I hadn't really thought of it that way round. The girl pleasing the boy. I had planned on getting Jase to do it to me in return for letting him go all the way. "But isn't a man too big for a girl's, sorry, woman's mouth?"

"It just takes a little practice sweetheart, just a little practice."

Dad never calls me sweetheart, never, even when he was shagging me earlier he called me Natalie, he only ever called mum sweetheart. Was he getting us confused? I know I looked a lot like my mum.

"Oh, I guess." What else could I say?"

Dad got off the bed and faced me. He undid his trousers and let them fall, his cock hard again, looking even bigger in the dim light in my bedroom. "Just hold it sweetheart and then kiss the end."

I got up and sat on the edge of the bed and held his cock. It was hard, but this time wasn't as dry as before, it was a little tacky. I bent forward and licked the end of his cock, it definitely smelt how I smell when I have touched my self. Was I tasting my mum?

"Open your mouth sweetheart" dad said and as I opened my mouth he leant forward and pushed himself into me. He pulled out a little and then pushed back in, and kept repeating the movement, he was shagging my mouth. "Suck me sweetheart, like it's a lolly and use your tongue on my tip."

It felt as if he was going a little deeper into my mouth each time he pushed in. I sucked, sucked as hard as I could and ran my tongue over the end of his cock. He went so deep I gagged and felt as if I would be sick. Dad held my head, his cock deep in my throat.

'Fight it sweetheart. that feeling goes with practice, soon you will be able to take all of me in your mouth, keep sucking, keep licking."

I had a strong urge to spew but did as I was told, I desperately fought against the urge, and sucked my dad's cock for all I was worth, licking his cock end when I could, tasting him, tasting my mum on him as he taught me how to let him shag my mouth.

"I'm going to cum sweetheart, don't let any spill, it won't hurt it'll go straight down into your tummy." And suddenly my throat was covered, I felt his spurts inside me, I hadn't felt them when he was in my fanny, but I felt his warm spurts in my mouth, and I swallowed it all, sucking him to try and get every drop, I didn't want mum to find my dads spurts on my bedding when she did the washing.

"Did you get it all sweetheart."

"Yes dad, every bit."

"Good girl, daddy is very proud of you, that is something else you can do when you make your dad hard, I am going to bed now sweetheart. Goodnight baby." He pulled his trousers up, and left, shutting my bedroom door behind him.

I slept fitfully that night, my dreams mixing up my dad and Jase and images of my mum telling me off for getting Jase hard. My night seemed to be full of cocks and balls and a fanny full of dad's stuff, his spurts, his spunk. I was glad when morning came.

My phone jingled, a text message. 'folks out all day, wanna come over?'

I really didn't want to be alone with dad at the moment, and I didn't want mum giving me the third degree on what I had been doing with Jase. 'K. 30 mins, let me shwr xx' I sent back, and rushed to the bathroom shutting and locking the door behind me. I turned the shower up as hot as it would go, and again I removed the shower head and washed myself inside.

I wasn't sure what might happen with Jason, but in case we did get intimate, I wanted to make sure that there was no evidence left of my dad. I was also happy to see that my fanny had returned to what felt like its normal size.

I put on a soft bra, matching panties, and my leather skirt. Well, if things went the way I was sure that Jase wanted, then, there was no point in making things difficult for him. At that stage I still wasn't sure what I wanted, but I knew what I could have, and I knew that I could make Jase hard.