Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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Disclaimer: I would like to state that this piece of writing is a work of fiction, all characters within are of age and consent with the plot and bear no resemblance to anyone I know.
The story is a work in progress and will feature a variety of different niches as both it and the characters within evolve. So if you happen on any content that you do not like, stop reading.
It is also my first attempt at writing, so constructive feedback is welcomed!
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Summer was coming to an end; you could feel it in the air and the days were beginning to get shorter and it was getting cooler in the evenings. It was pleasantly serene, the air was still warm and had a sweetness to it and the birds were chatting away to each other. Oxfordshire was beautiful this time of year, especially our little village that was surrounded by farmers fields with very little traffic passing through. There was a church, two pubs, a post office and a cricket green with a little pavilion, perhaps about 20 -- 30 houses consisting of cottages, modest homes and a manor house as well as a small river that ran through the village. It is a very idyllic place to live but boring for the most part.
My best friend Sally and I were lying down in a field near the river looking up at the sky reminiscing over the past couple of weeks, time had gone by so quickly as we blinked and it was gone. We joked around and laughed hard with each other but now just lay there holding hands in silence, I gave her hand a light squeeze and turned to look at her.
"I am going to miss you so much, you know that right?" she said as she turned her head to look at me.
I gave her hand a firmer squeeze and held it, she squeezed back and turned her face away from me but I could see a tear running down her cheek, she began to cry. I rose unto my elbow and leaned over here, drawing her face back to mine and stared into her eyes and smiled.
"Sally, you are me best friend and I fucking love you! Everything will be fine, we can keep in touch via skype as often as you like, email each other or even write letters. It is not like we will never see each other again, just not as often as we would like."
She raised her head and kissed me on the lips, it was a lingering kiss and I felt like time had stopped and we were going to be suspended like this forever, I could live with that! I wasn't taken aback by it, a little surprised that it had taken this long to come to fruition.
"I love you too Maddi, so so much!" she said shyly.
She kissed me again, this time she gently pushed her tongue into my mouth and we kissed each other deeply for the next couple of minutes. I was so turned on that my nipples were hard and showing through my top, I could also feel the moisture in my panties. She pulled away and looked at me with a cheeky grin and she jumped up and dusted herself off.
"Come on then, we best head back because dinner will almost be ready, and mother will likely send out a search party!"
Lying there dazed, I took her outstretched hand and got up, dusted myself off too. She helped as well by brushing my chest off, nipples still erect I could see her blush a little and then we set off back to her house.
"I will miss you Maddi, this move has been on the cards for as long as I remember and getting into Harvard Law has been a dream of mine and I can't believe that it is actually happening and I am flying out tomorrow afternoon."
I took her hand and smiled at her but said nothing.
"My dad has converted the sub level of his townhouse into a small apartment for me, not too far away from campus, you can come over and stay with me for a while if you like? I would love you too as well."
I smiled again but said nothing, just looked at her briefly as we walked along the river. She let go of my hand and walked off the path towards a tree, there were a few bushes around it and it was concealed enough. She lifted her dress and pulled her panties down and squatted, within seconds she started to pee. I was transfixed, all I could do was just stare at her and watch her urine flow out almost gushing, her vagina was pretty, well-tended with just enough hair, it was short and dark. I just wanted to stick my hands down my pants and get myself off right there, instead I just crossed my knees a little and turned away, i felt a little embarrassed and could feel my cheeks blushing.
"Sorry about that, didn't realise how desperate I was to go! I did notice you staring at me though, but I am not mad at you for it, it is just natural after all." she said nonchalantly.
"I couldn't help it, I am sorry. It is not often that your best friend just does that and well you were in full show of me, almost as though you wanted me to see you and with that being said... yes, I did enjoy it! So there!" I replied defiantly, staring at her as I wanted to see her reaction.
She got up and sorted herself out and skipped back over to where I stood, she was smiling at me and then took my hand in hers and we both set off again. I could swear that her hand was a little wet, did she just grab my hand with urine on hers? I will admit that I was a little turned on and almost with certainty knew that I would be taking a longer shower this evening.
Sally was very pretty in an innocent way, she wasn't a diva like most of the girls we knew. She had dark brown hair that met her shoulders, it was thick and wavy and smelled like coconuts. She had a nice shape to her; her boobs were in good proportion to her body and she had a nice bum. I envied her beauty, but I have never been jealous. I know I am neither attractive nor unattractive, I have mousy brown hair that is just past my shoulders in length but is more straight in comparison to Sally. We were the same height almost, but I was slightly chubbier and had bigger boobs. She always admitted that she wished she had my boobs but was rather content with her own, she always stared at them secretly, but I knew she was doing it.
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We eventually arrived at the gate to the rear of her house, which was part barn conversion, the path led through a well-manicured garden onto the patio that was overlooked by these huge glass walls that led into the house proper. Music was playing through the kitchen window and we could hear Sally's mother singing along to Mr Brightside.
"Hello girls, dinner is almost ready, but Sally I need you to set up the table outside and Maddi darling, can you get the wine from the fridge and glasses from that shelf above the dishwasher." She said cheerfully with a big smile on her face, she scrunched her face playfully and blew kisses and went back to dancing by the cooker.
"Hey Mrs Dawes, sure thing!" I said loudly smiling, Sally went off to gather cutlery and place mats.
"Maddi darling call me Jayne please! No formalities here and you are like a daughter to me!" she smiled, danced over and gave me a kiss on both cheeks and then one on my lips, her breasts were pressing into mine as she hugged me before she went back to her cooking. She seemed happy, it was nice, and I couldn't help but look at her in awe and I liked being around her.
Jayne Dawes was an attractive lady in her early 40's, like Sally she had dark hair but a little shorter but still thick and wavy. She was a little shorter than us, good figure and large boobs, even I was envious of them. She smelled amazing too, it was "A Scent" by Issey Miyake, she wasn't wearing any jewellery, only a smartwatch that had a bulky strap. She had on a summer dress featuring a floral print and always walked barefoot around the house. I noticed she had a fabric anklet on her right foot, her toenails were painted the same colour as her fingernails in a dark shade, but I couldn't tell if black or not. Her complexion was slightly olive skinned as if she was originally from the Mediterranean, I would have to ask her sometime.
The table was set, and I had opened the wine to breathe, Jayne came out of the cottage with platters in her hands that were laden with amazing food, it smelled wonderful and my mouth started to water.
"Girls, have you washed your hands? Go on, off you go before the food gets cold!" she said with authority in her tone as she smiled as us. She was filling our glasses with wine as we left her.
As we returned from washing our hands, I could see Jayne was staring out towards the back of the garden, she wasn't smiling and seemed in deep thought. As she became aware of our approach, she came out of her reverie with a start, smiling again as she watched us take our seats. I could see there was pain in her eyes but didn't say anything. We enjoyed our meal and wine, laughed and joked and even had a bottle of prosecco and congratulated Sally for her achievements and for the next stage of her journey.