If you want 10" cocks, women who orgasm in 10 seconds flat, simultaneous orgasms or gallons of cum then I'm sorry, but this is not the right story for you. I like to write about ordinary people with ordinary sexual appetites in slightly out of the ordinary situations. I try to keep the plot lines as near to reality as I can.
I try to keep the sex as true to my own experience as possible. I love to write about kissing, stoking, how sex feels and sex as an encounter which involves all the senses. I do like to 'get dirty' but only in the height of my character's arousal. All my stories have my own experience in them, but they are not autobiographical.
The start of this story is similar to my story 'Forced landing' and whilst this story does deal with incest between family members it also examines how a family becomes closer in adverse circumstances. The story has incest, reluctance, cuckold and group sex themes.
Constructive feedback welcome. I am from UK, so UK spelling applies. Thank you for reading my story.
Authors note:
If you want a bit more of the back story you should read part 1. If you have read part 1 you will realise that it ends with Maddy about to have more sex with her son. This part starts the next morning as I like to try and build tension in my stories.
There are scenes of reluctance in this story. PLEASE NOTE, I do not condone rape of any sort. Reluctance and rape are not the same thing. As a woman, I am clear that no means no, it does not mean 'maybe'. I don't think rape is sexy, in my opinion it is nothing to do with sex and everything to do with the abuse of power. Sorry for the serious comments but this is not a rape fantasy.
Act 1 -- The next morning
I was the first to wake shortly after dawn. I lay in bed for a while, thinking over the previous night's events. Harry was a very good lover. He did indeed cum in me again and gave me a nice orgasm with his fingers. Lizzie and Bob had a great time and eventually, exhausted we made it back to our own beds.
I got up, put on my knickers, shorts and shirt. I went for a pee, washed in bottled water including (as best could) my oily crotch and finally I brushed my teeth. The storm had blown itself out and I looking forward to a swim.
As I walked back into the cabin everyone was awake, I stepped around Harry who was sitting up on his mattress. He sheepishly avoided eye contact with me, I could see he was very embarrassed. Lizzie was looking at me, no doubt wondering how I would deal with the situation, probably as guide to how she should react to Bob. All eyes (except Harry) on me. As I passed Harry, I put my hand on his shoulder, leaned down and gave him a slightly lingering kiss on his cheek. "Morning lover boy" I grinned. He looked up at me and smiled. The ice was broken, and everyone laughed.
On the way to breakfast we spent some time on deck taking in the fresh air. The azure water in the lagoon as so inviting. Everyone was in high spirits at breakfast. Lizzie was fliting with Scott and Matt. It was different, she seemed more confident; she was no longer a girl, she was a woman. Even Harry was joining in with the jokes. It didn't even bother him when the guys flirted with me. I was relieved as it looked like he accepted last night as just sex. He obviously didn't think just because he had inseminated me that there was any type of ownership.
Despite it being fun in the galley we could not wait to finish breakfast and dive into the lagoon. We all made our way to the deck and all the men swiftly removed shirts and shorts. They were down to their pants before diving in. Lizzie and I had both dropped our shorts then stopped, we had given no thought to our shirts (we had ditched our bras days ago). I could see Lizzie was torn between leaping in topless or going back to her cabin to find a bra. She looked at me as if for guidance. I paused, then said "fuck it," unbuttoned by shirt and pulled it off.
As I stood on the side of the ship ready to jump in, I was aware of all four men getting an eye full of my breasts and skimpy knickers. I jumped in, as I came to the surface, I heard Lizzie's splash. The water was wonderful. I felt it wash away the night before. The storm, the sweat and of course the cum. I was clean again especially after I pushed my hands into my knickers to agitate the water around my clit and labia. We splashed around for a while, laughing and joking. When it came time to climb the ladder onto the ship the men hesitated and let Lizzie and I go first. 'Ah what gentlemen' I thought as I swam to the ladder. As I got my first foot on the ladder and started to pull myself out, I realised it was the opposite. They all wanted to look up at our transparent knickers. I sighed, sometimes it's nice to be admired and the subject of lust but at others it can be a bit annoying. I climbed the ladder as quickly as I could.
Later we all went for a walk on the island collecting coconuts. After finding a couple of nice coconuts, not hard as the storm had blown most of them down, I was walking back. I spotted Harry sitting in the shade of a palm tree. I was hoping I would catch him alone as I wanted to check how he felt after last night. "Hi Harry."
"Hi mum, there are lots of coconuts about, aren't they?"
"Yes, the storm seems to have caused quite a lot of damage." We chatted for a few minutes talking about everything but last night. It hung in the air, the elephant in the room. Finally I said "Harry, are you OK with last night."
"Yes, mum." Silence, he stared at the sand. 'Yes mum' was all he could say! This was his only answer. I was a deflated, I had given myself to him to ease his frustration. I had allowed him to do things (albeit I enjoyed it) no mother should. He had lost his virginity, and this was all he could say.
"Is that all you have to say?" Still silence. I was not happy. "Didn't you enjoy it, are you regretting it?" He poked the sand with a stick he was holding.
"Of course, I enjoyed it, mum." Silence.
"but.....there is a but coming isn't there?", I said as I was getting quite angry.
He sighed and paused. He was troubled. "Do you really want to have a baby with me?"
I smiled; I was very relieved. "No Harry I don't want any more children, I'm too old and I love the children I have." He was still staring at the sand, confused. "Harry, we all have different parts of our brain and personality that do different things. The human side of our brain is logical, it learns, it problem solves, it thinks about consequences. It's what makes human beings so successful. Then we have our emotional side, which is quick jump to conclusions, like love at first sight. It's a bit selfish, can be stubborn but its powerful. Then last we have our subconscious some stuff we have learnt, like walking, other stuff we are just born with. So far so good?"
"Yes, I think so. Who wants to be pregnant then?"
"OK, my human wanted to have sex with you. My human knows it was wrong but logically we need to get through the next few weeks. Also, as your mum I didn't want you to be frustrated, I felt your pain and wanted to make it better. The emotional side of me enjoys sex but I must admit emotional sex is reserved for your dad, it binds us as partners. Once you got me revved up last night (by the way you are a very good lover) my instinct kicked in." He blushed. "I can't help it but when I feel a man in me, I want to feel him orgasm in me. I love the power it gives me; I love the feeling of a man's ejaculation. It's a very powerful feeling for me and something inside me forces me to say it out loud. I feel really dirty and so I say dirty things. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I think so mum. I feel better now." He was still looking at the sand though.
"There's something else isn't there?"
"Yes............. Was that once or will we do it again?"
"Randy little git." I smiled, so did he, he looked up and our eyes met. "I guess so, but we have to be sensitive to everyone else. I don't want our world on this island to descend into one long orgy. We are doing this stuff to help each other's needs not as a new lifestyle, we won't be doing this after we leave the island." He looked relieved and I saw a spark of lust in his eyes. I leant forward and kissed him on the lips. Long and lingering. He sighed and I felt his tongue prob my lips. I withdrew and put a finger to his lips. "Hold that thought, Harry, and remember what I just said."
