This is a "spin off" story from "A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER - or so they say" - of which I am the original author - which is about a family that discovers sex with each other or others outside the family.
This is a story about Jill, the daughter, and her sex life with the family, her boyfriend Pete and any cock that she meets on the way.
It can be read as a stand-alone story or have a look at "A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER -- or so they say" to connect the two.
That story features incest so be warned.
"A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER -- or so they say" is an Incest / Taboo story, "JILL'S STORY" is a fetish story and contains fetish themes.
Please note that I am the original author of "A FAMILY THAT PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER" and the original author of "JILL'S STORY - and I like sex.
For the introduction to Jill's story and to make sense of this new story please check out "A FAMILY THATS PLAYS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER - PT. 19" the final section entitled JILL.
Enjoy.
I'M JILL - and I like sex, sex and more sex.
My names Jill, a twenty-year-old girl. I work in the office at my Fathers firm, I make an effort to look smart and have a decent body, nice sized firm tits and, I admit it, a hungry fanny and a hungry arsehole, hungry for cock, the more cock the better and the bigger cock the better.
Men who like sex and have a lot of sex are called studs whilst women who are the same are called sluts, so be it, I'm a slut.
My Father has fucked me, my brother has fucked me, my Granddad has fucked my and various cousins have fucked me. I have a boyfriend, Pete, a lovely man about the same age as me, quiet and thoughtful, and the most important thing, he has a ten-inch cock between his legs and he knows how to use it.
His Dad taught him what to do with it so just to keep it all in the family his Dad and his well hung brother has fucked me as well.
A few days ago five big cocks had fucked me in my fanny and my arse. My boyfriend had been away for two weeks and I had needs, a need for cock.
I'd asked Dave, the workshop mechanic, a big bear of a man with a cock to match to arrange some big cocks for me. He'd been the man that had taught me to take a big cock; he was gentle, patient but had fucked me hard.
So I'd been on the receiving end of four big cock, then Dave's bull cock and then Pete, by boyfriend had joined in and fucked me as well, over the bonnet of his car when taking his well used girlfriend home.
One of the big cocks was between a legs, a gynaecologist, who after an incident with a vibrator stuck in my fanny followed by big cocks had suggested I contacted him to arrange a check up, just to see that my fanny and arsehole were in full working order still.
I rang the one of the numbers on his business card that he'd given me the following morning and got through to his receptionist and explained that the Doctor - Doctor Mac - had suggested that I arranged a check up.
She asked if there was another number on the card, I said yes and she said that it was his private number, he had a clinic at his house, and if I had that number he wanted to see me as a private patient and she would transfer me to his private receptionist.
A few clicks and another women answered. I went through the explanation again.
"Oh yes" she said, "you're the girl, I heard all about it."
Oh fuck, how many people knew about what had happened to me?
"The Doctor can see you tomorrow evening at seven, I'll send you the address and we'll look forward to seeing you then, your partner is welcome to attend as well" she said and before I had time to ask any questions she hung up.
Bring my partner, how did she know about him?
My phone bleeped with a message containing the address of the Docs house, it was in a very smart and expensive area of the town.
The next morning in bed with Pete I told him about the appointment. Pete was as always piss proud and I was rubbing his cock, along the full length of his shaft, cupping his balls.
"I'll come with you," he said with a sigh.
"Thanks" I replied as I wanked him harder before he shot a good morning load of spunk up into the air, I cleaned his cock off with my tongue and said, "Now get off to work."
I had the advantage of a lay in, I worked office hours.
By the time I got home I was getting nervous and excited, I wasn't sure what to expect but I knew what I wanted. Pete was home before me, the advantage of an early start, and was showered and laying on the bed. He was one fit fucker, defined through manual work; his soft uncut cock was lying across his shaved balls. I really wanted to get him hard and take his cock deep in my cunt there and then.
He must have read my mind and said, "no, get in the shower, get those holes clean."
By the time I came out he was fully dressed, a smart casual shirt and a pair of designer jeans. The problem was that even when his cock was soft it showed and I could see that he's tucked it down his leg. He'd tried all different styles of underwear, briefs were too tight, a jockstrap only supported his balls and his cock fell out even if he tucked it over his balls and that made the bulge even bigger, tight boxer trunks didn't solve the problem and so he stuck to baggy boxers or went commando.
"Don't worry I'm wearing some decent underwear just in case" he laughed.
As we drove to the Doctors I couldn't resist rubbing his cock through his trousers till he was hard and groaning, he said, "what am I supposed to do with my hard cock?"
I laughed.
Pete said "two can play at your game, lift your skirt up, pull your knickers to one side and finger your twat till you're wet, I like the sound of your fingers slurping in and out of your hole."
And to think that he was so shy when I met him.
By the time we parked up on the drive of the Docs house my fanny was wet and the juices had seeped through my knickers. It was a lovely house with two very expensive cars on the drive, obviously looking up women's fannies made good money.
Pete adjusted his bulging cock in his trousers and helped me out of the car.
The Doc opened the door before we'd even rung the doorbell.
"Jill, Pete, lovely to see you both again, come in, come in" he said "lets go through to the kitchen".
I hoped he wasn't going to examine me on the kitchen table!!
The kitchen come dining room come family space opened up into the garden, it was all beautiful.
"Lets have a drink shall we? It's after working hours so I don't think that anybody will find out or moan. Beer, wine, what do you fancy?" the Doc asked.
The Doc and I had a glass of chilled white wine and Pete had a beer. We chatted away before the Doc said, "right, lets go through to the clinic otherwise we'll be here all night."
We walked down a corridor and ended up in another part of the house and into a waiting room, chairs, magazines and a receptionist desk.
"Just wait here while I get organised, won't be long" the Doc said and disappeared into the examination room.
A few minutes later the door open and the Doc stood there in his surgical scrubs, got to say he looked stunning, a handsome black man in his scrubs, arm muscles bulging and his pecs straining the material.