Whispers of the Past

A Family's Tale

(This tale was written by a couple who reads erotica often but write rarely. The characters are inspired by real people although it is intended to be viewed as fiction. Some areas move slowly (because of him) and some move fast (because of her) and that's not intended to detract from the story, it's just an expression of who we are. The sex scenes have been acted out with the help of a friend to be sure they were realistic. Enjoy! All characters are over 18 and consenting.)

Robert sat in his favorite armchair, gazing out the window as the warm rays of the sun danced on the tranquil surface of the lake. It had been a full morning of chores around the lake house, but now, with a cup of coffee in hand, he found himself lost in thought. Memories flooded his mind, reminding him of the incredible journey he had taken with the love of his life, Beth.

The couple had just celebrated their 30th wedding anniversary, a testament to their unwavering commitment and the unbreakable bond they shared. Their two children had long since flown the nest, leaving behind a quiet home. As he sipped his coffee, his gaze shifted to the family photos, images captured snippets of their life together--birthday parties, vacations, and the simple, everyday moments that made their relationship so special.

He recalled their adventures, their travels to far-flung destinations, and their spontaneous road trips, singing along to their favorite songs as they cruised down the open highway. They had created memories that would forever be etched in their hearts, weaving a tapestry of love and shared experiences.

And now, as empty nesters, Robert and Beth were rediscovering each other and embarking on a new chapter of their lives. Their greatest discoveries, however, have been discovering new passions in their love life beyond what either of them thought was possible. Sure, they had faced hardships, the loss of loved ones, and the challenges that life had thrown their way, but they had always emerged stronger, their love unyielding.

It was the loss of loved ones that seemed to sting the most and for Beth, it seemed to linger, especially with one member of her family. Nobody comes from a perfect upbringing and Beth's divorced parents and self-centered siblings were especially a mess. It's truly a miracle that Beth emerged as well-adjusted as she did. During this upbringing, her mother's older brother came alongside Beth when she needed a strong male figure in her life.

Because of this, Beth's favorite uncle, Bill, held a special place in her heart. He was a jovial man with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, and he had bestowed upon Beth a nickname that had stuck with her throughout her life--Little Bee. Whenever Uncle Bill visited, the house would fill with laughter and Beth's face would light up with joy at the sound of her cherished nickname.

Robert often marveled at the bond Beth shared with her uncle. They had spent countless hours together, embarking on adventures and creating memories that would forever be treasured. Uncle Bill had been more than a mentor to Beth, teaching her life lessons and instilling in her a sense of curiosity and wonder.

Robert smiled as he remembered the family gatherings at Uncle Bill's cabin by the lake. It had become a beloved tradition, one that spanned decades and had created lasting bonds among their relatives. The cabin had been a sanctuary--a place where laughter echoed off the walls, and the scent of freshly baked pies filled the air.

Uncle Bill's passing a few years ago had been a bittersweet moment for the family. His absence left a void, but his memory lived on in their hearts. Robert and Beth had chosen to honor Uncle Bill's legacy by purchasing the lake house from Aunt Cathy and continuing the tradition of gathering on holidays. Beth and Robert had grown accustomed to spending nearly every weekend at this refuge during the summers.

In the tapestry of Robert and Beth's life, another special thread wove its way through--a thread that connected Robert to his niece, Emily. From the moment Emily was born, Robert had felt an immediate bond with her, one that mirrored the relationship Beth had shared with her beloved Uncle Bill. And just as Beth had been known as Little Bee, Emily became Milly, a nickname that held a world of endearment.

Robert often marveled at the similarities he shared with his niece. They had a shared love for adventure and a thirst for knowledge that brought them closer together. Robert would take Milly on excursions to museums, zoos, and parks, fostering her natural curiosity and nurturing her love for learning. Their outings were filled with laughter and animated conversations, creating memories that would leave an indelible mark on both of their lives. It was through Beth's urging that Robert spent as much time with his beloved niece as he did his own children. Robert often thought this was Beth's way of caring forward the tradition of strong family bonds.

Milly's visits to Robert and Beth's home became cherished moments for the three of them. She would recount her latest school adventures, regale them with stories of her friends, and eagerly listen to Robert and Beth's adventure updates. It was during these visits that Robert realized he had become a mentor figure to Milly, much like Uncle Bill had been to Beth.

On this quiet morning, as Robert sat at his desk, he glanced at the family photos and settled on the snapshots of his children and Beth's family, it was a picture of him and Milly, arms wrapped around each other, smiles lighting up their faces. The image captured a deep connection--an unspoken understanding and a bond forged by love and shared experiences.

As Robert closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he couldn't help but feel grateful for the journey he had taken with both Beth and Milly. Today however it was just Robert and Beth hanging out at the lake and resting in each other's company. They had two more days alone before the family would descend on the lake to kick off the summer season.

Robert reflected on how the couple skillfully navigated through each season of their life together. Their love life, although successful overall, saw natural fluctuations. The honeymoon period was as intense as most couples', and the parenting years took their expected toll. The transition to their empty-nester phase was gradual, which was when Robert discovered the benefits of hormone replacement therapy through a functional medicine provider. When he learned that this treatment could be equally beneficial for women, Beth immediately agreed to try it as well.

About six weeks later, the couple found themselves experiencing a renaissance of their youth. Their weekly romantic interludes multiplied, becoming necessary two or three times a week to temper their newfound vitality. To Robert, Beth seemed transformed; she was the same woman he loved, yet refreshed with a vibrant energy he hadn't seen in years.

For Beth and Robert, they saw their second wind not as a return to youth, but as an evolution into a better version of their younger selves. Where before they had been hampered by insecurity, naivety, and the stressful demands of building a life together, now they had confidence, wisdom, and the freedom to explore their desires without inhibitions.

Beth, with her newfound energy and zest, became increasingly playful and flirtatious. She was more assertive about her needs, and she sought out Robert's attention in a way that made him feel like the most desired man on the planet. With Beth growing in her sexuality, she found a newfound appreciation for her body, her sensuality, and the chemistry she shared with Robert.

This renaissance didn't just restore their love life, It also affected other aspects of their relationship and individual selves. They felt more energetic, their moods improved, and they even noticed an increase in their cognitive abilities. Their conversations became more in-depth and intellectual. They started trying new things, like dancing classes, hiking, and even taking up painting together. They felt a renewal in their partnership like they were discovering each other all over again.

Of course, like any couple, they still had their disagreements and misunderstandings. But instead of letting those incidents drive a wedge between them, they used them as opportunities to understand each other better, to communicate, to negotiate, and to compromise.

As they revisited their youthful years, marijuana was legalized in their home state. This sparked a sense of curiosity in Beth, reminiscent of her experimental younger years, and she persuaded Robert to join her. Robert, though not typically one to indulge in such substances, appreciated the effect it had on Beth. This new adventure enabled them to let their guard down, leading to more authentic conversations. During one of these intimate discussions on their date nights, Robert unearthed a secret that Beth had carried with her their entire married lives. Driven by the candidness induced by marijuana, Beth took a leap of faith, hoping it would be worth it.

Their date nights often culminated in them returning home from dining out to enjoy dessert on the deck. And by dessert, this meant savoring fine wine or bourbon, accompanied by a cigarette or a joint. They hadn't been habitual smokers since their early 20s, but sharing a smoke during these romantic evenings seemed to enhance the allure of the night.

The deck area was secluded enough for reasonable privacy due to the proximity of the shade trees and there was still a good view of the lake allowing the sparkling moonlight to reflect off of the rippling water created by the evening breeze. There were two old but sturdy Adirondack chairs that Uncle Bill and Aunt Cathy had bought with the house that had stood the test of time and provided both memories and comfort. The memories belonged to Beth as she and Uncle Bill used to sit in them for hours enjoying the beauty around them.

On the topic of beauty, Robert was astounded at how Beth had aged. At a height of 5'5", she is best described as a 55-year-old Michelle Pfeiffer with a little extra weight and a few more curves. Robert had always been athletic and aged well himself and looked like a bearded Jason Statham.

On this particular evening, as Beth and Robert were relaxing, they both craved the sensation of turning back the clock and revising stories of their lives before they met and fell madly in love. Keeping with the youthful theme, Robert and Beth would regularly play truth or dare.

For context, Truth or Dare is a game that typically involves two or more players. The game is designed to elicit revealing truths and exciting actions from the participants. Here's how it works:

Each round, a player is chosen to be asked "Truth or Dare?" If the player chooses "Truth," they must answer a question honestly, often something personal or potentially embarrassing. If they choose "Dare," they must perform a task or action that another player suggests. These dares can range from silly and playful activities to more challenging or embarrassing ones.

For Beth and Robert, the game of Truth or Dare typically revolved around discovering more about each other's sexual preferences and delving a bit into their pasts. This continued until they were sufficiently aroused, at which point someone would propose a dare, usually of a sexual nature. Over the past month, Robert had discovered more about his wife than he could ever have envisioned. He found himself wondering if she had been so adept at keeping secrets, how many more were hidden for him to uncover?

Robert, being a discerning man, understood the importance of patience and subtlety. Playing the long game seemed like the best strategy in this situation. He even refrained from asking sexually charged questions on certain evenings to maintain a low profile. Among the many things he had discovered, Beth was particularly fond of movies like "Lady Chatterley's Lover" and TV series like "Outlander", as they served to stimulate her sexual desire. She would even watch certain scenes during the day before their date nights to set the ambiance.

On one occasion, she confessed that the intimate scenes in "Game of Thrones" also significantly ignited her desire. When Robert queried whether her fascination was due to the show's familial dynamics, she quickly dismissed the idea. This was a disappointment for Robert as he had developed an interest in incestuous themes, primarily through reading erotic literature. He had hoped that since they had become quite proficient at role-playing over the years, this could open a new avenue for them to explore.

Their role-playing journey began about a decade ago when the couple invested in a massage table. Both Robert and Beth enjoyed massages, and they thought this would be a novel way for them to indulge in the activity without any restrictions, with the bonus of a climactic conclusion. During their first attempt, Beth started treating Robert as a stranger who had been hired for the massage, which turned out to be quite exciting for them. Over the years, they developed a repertoire of go-to scenarios, such as Beth playing a prostitute hired by Robert, or Robert playing a pool boy hired by Beth. Most recently, they would just pretend to be strangers meeting for a one-night stand. However, the prospect of incorporating familial dynamics into their play appeared to be off-limits for the time being.

Back to the big secret, Beth had just asked Robert "Truth or Dare"?

"Truth," Robert replied, being early in the evening. However, Beth was already feeling very loose, and Robert believed this was going to be a great session.

"Ok, how many women were you with before you met me?"

"Beth, I thought we had covered this before."

"Yes, but I can't remember."

"Ok, as a disclaimer, I had been sexually active for around 5 years before we met."

Beth responded in a snarky manner, "The question has a numeric answer, not a story."

"Ok, nine!"

"God, you were a slut."

"No, I was adventurous. And if I recall, you only had four sexual partners before we met, and you still feel hurt by that."

Beth sat silently, which wasn't her style when this topic came up. Robert sensed she was hiding something.

"You know," Robert began, "We have always been very compatible sexually since we met, and yet, you seemed to know more than I did or at least seemed more experienced. How is that if you only had less than half the lovers I had?"

Beth had a smirk on her face like she was hiding something. Then she asked, "Are we still playing the game?"

"Oh right, truth or dare?"

"Robert, honey, be very careful here. If you ask me a question, you have to be able to handle the truth. We are getting to the age where we shouldn't have any secrets because it's exhausting to keep things from each other."

Robert knew this was the big moment he was waiting for, and yet felt like maybe he shouldn't know some things if they were from the past. What benefit would there be now? Maybe Beth had some reason to be open with him. He had always trusted his wife, so she must know what she was doing.

"Truth or Dare?"

"Truth."

"How were you more sexually experienced than I was, only having 4 prior partners?"

After a long tense moment, Beth disclosed, "Because there was a fifth partner that I never felt comfortable enough to tell you about."

"Ok, but that doesn't tell me how you got more experienced by just adding one partner."

"Well, it's because this partner was older, more experienced, and we had sex regularly from the time I turned 18 right up to the point where you proposed."

"So you had an older, more experienced gentleman that you had sex with even when you were dating others, including me?"

"I told you to be real careful about asking this, Robert."

Being incredibly thoughtful in choosing his words he said, "To be honest, Beth, this is very arousing to me. I have always seen you as an extremely sexual being, but knowing you had an older mentor in your life, showing you the ropes so to speak, is thrilling."

That seemed to put her at ease. "So you're ok that I've kept this from you?" She asked.

"Yes! In fact, if you are up for a little role-playing tonight, you can go back in your mind and be that 18-year-old naïve girl, and pretend I am that older, experienced gentleman," I added. This was a new stretch for us because we had never pretended to be actual people before.

"Well, I love that idea, but I'm afraid you won't be so good with this if you knew who it was."

"So you're not going to tell me?"

"I'm not drunk or stoned enough to share this one just yet."

"What if I guess it?"

"You won't," she quietly said, looking down.

"It was Uncle Bill."

I thought she was going to break her neck the way she jerked her head up looking at me. "Why would you say that?"

"I actually should have thought of it before. First, you two were tight, and everyone knew it. Second, when he passed, you were a mess for a long time. Third, you always referred to him as your adventure mentor. When I just referred to your older lover as your mentor, you didn't react."

After what felt like ten minutes of silence, Beth finally spoke and said, "You're not sickened by the notion of me having sex with my uncle?"

"I can't think of anything hotter right now."

"Really?" she asked with more enthusiasm.

"Yes, and the fact that you had the guts to admit it says that we just hit a new level of authenticity." Robert shared reassuringly.

Beth took a deep drag off her cigarette and reminisced aloud, "Those boys I had in my early years were for sex, but Uncle Bill taught me how to fuck."

She put so much emphasis on that final word. Robert sat silently, hoping Beth would say more, all the while planning his next move. Beth continued, "My sex life with you has satisfied me in a way I never imagined. Yet, something about the wrongness of what we did added an element I've missed. I think he would be happy that we're sharing this finally."

Considering how the night had unfolded, Robert finally decided on a bold move. Turning in his chair, he released the straining cock from his pants and said in his best Uncle Bill impersonation, "Hey, Little Bee." This was something he had heard Uncle Bill say before inviting Beth on an adventure. "Do you want to suck my cock?"

As the sound of her favorite person's voice reached Beth's ears, inviting her to indulge in something she desperately missed, she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The voice carried the warmth of familiarity and combined with the sight of her husband's cock it was an offer she couldn't resist. With a spontaneous burst of enthusiasm, she eagerly accepted, her eyes lighting up with anticipation.

Taking his cock in her hand, she felt a rush of appreciation for this thoughtful gesture. As she took that first lick, her mind, and body were returned to a place and time that brought immense pleasure. Beth's excitement translated into a voracious appetite as she savored every moment of this experience. Each lick and stroke seemed to transport her to a place of pure enjoyment, a moment suspended in time where nothing else mattered except the joy they shared.

In that fleeting instance, Beth's connection to her favorite person and her love for an unforgettable memory was about the joy of sharing, the thrill of experiencing something familiar in a new light, and the appreciation for the simple pleasures that life had to offer. And as she greedily devoured Robert's cock, a contented smile graced her lips, knowing that this moment would forever be etched in her heart as a treasured memory of pure delight.

Robert was basking in the pleasure derived from his wife and at the same time wondered how Beth had transformed into a completely different person. Of course, the memories from our youth have a substantial impact on our current realities but this seemed to border on otherworldly. Robert wondered what he should do at this moment to feed the fire without squelching Beth's enthusiasm when Beth stood to drop her pants.