Our family property and farming business is based around a manor house which has been in our family for over two hundred years, at some stage in its life we had lent 70% of it to the military, initially they used it as a hospital then divided it into forty six apartments as officers accommodation, all but four of them are very up market and mostly rented out to business tenants, between £2000 & £15000 per month. There is also a well equipped gym and swimming pool, we have a waiting list so we rarely have an empty apartment.
My grandparents were keen nudists and encouraged the family to follow suite, which we all do to some degree. When they passed away within two weeks of each other Dad, his two brothers and sister inherited the business, most of us work here and live in the remaining 30%, which consists of 12 suites plus a big kitchen, some offices, dining room, a communal lounge and the grand hall which in typical farming tradition at 33x66ft is 1/20th acre.
I lost my cherry to a girl three years ago, since then I've had six gay relationships, I really think of myself as being gay but the funny thing is: I always missed my partners not having tits to play with and lust after, just like any red blooded straight guy. I suppose it's a bit of a contradiction and therefore label myself as bisexual.
Cutting to the chase, at the age of 22, my latest relationship broke up as the result of yet another row with him, I simply returned home as I had done several times previously but this time it was at 1am and when I found someone sleeping in 'my' bed I headed for the lounge to bunk down on a sofa. Aunty Annie was there feeding her granddaughter and watching a film on TV. She has always been the one to deal with the emotional aspects in the family whereas Mum has always been the skinny girly type, a bit flighty and scatterbrained and forever on a strict diet. In fact Aunty Annie had always been more of a mother to me than my own mother had.
After the baby was returned to bed, I cried on Aunties shoulder, well actually if I'm being honest here I cried on her tits which are massive, massive with a big M and having just seen them being used to feed my niece I soon hugged and kissed them and found myself sucking milk from them till the film finished. At that point she offered to share her bed with me, which I happily accepted and went to sleep with my head snuggled to her shoulder and a hand holding a breast.
I realised it was just getting light, "Sorry Telly (I couldn't say Terry when I was tiny and the name stuck) your hard willy was too irresistible."
I replied with something silly like: "Your welcome," before I was awake, before I realised Aunty Annie was straddling me with my dick inside her. Once I was awake she stepped it up a gear and started grinding her clit hard against me till she came with lots of oo's, ah's and grunting.
"Oh sorry Mum," said a voice from the door, "I didn't realise you had someone here." We both laughed after the door closed!
"Now it's your turn, would you prefer to be in my bum?"
"Just as we are is good for me, you carry on what you were doing," I reached up to play with Aunties big breasts again and a couple of minutes later with more oo's & ah's, Aunty Annie and I came together, "That was awesome Aunty." She leant forwards and laid on me with a breast on each of my shoulders for a kiss which felt delicious.
"Let me go and find out what Beth was after, anyway she needs to know I fed kiddo during the night."
With that Aunty Annie casually left her bedroom stark naked, having committed incest with me, without a mention of it, that was when I realised she had even put a condom on me.
Being honest with myself I have always had a bit of a soft spot for Aunty Annie and had often sat to watch TV with her in various states of undress as we share similar tastes in drama, humour and smut, and as mentioned earlier our whole family have never bothered covering up indoors.
Once I had got over my break up there was a lot of flirting going on, namely from Aunty Annie 52, her daughter Bethany (Beth) 31, Uncle Charles daughter Denise 32 and Uncle Edwards Son Frederick (Fred or Freddy but likes to be called Frederica as he is also gay) 33.
One day while cutting wheat I saw a sheep floating in the lake and called over the radio for assistance, Freddy drove down, when he got there I stripped naked & swam out to the sheep with a rope then he pulled us back, we dumped the ewe in the back of the truck then laid down in the warm sun to dry off.
Beth returned from a shopping trip and seeing us stopped to chat, she is also well endowed, I estimate something like 36F but no one actually knows because she has never owned a single bra. She was dressed like Daisy Duke and lying beside me flirted wildly, teasing me with her tits. In no time I was turned on and sporting my modest hard on, then she knelt astride my legs and gave me a lovely titty fuck. Right on cue the radio squawks into life asking if Freddy has finished as the truck is wanted at the house for another job.
Beth drove off in the truck, leaving me unsatisfied, I started to dress but Freddy stopped me & gave me a blow job 'To finish me off' then left in the car Beth arrived in, I dressed and continued with the wheat.
Later that evening Freddy and his wife Fiona (yes I know he is gay!) were having another of their 'discussions' about their sex lives so I took their two older children outside to play with the rabbits, after a while she came out and stood beside me watching them playing, we chatted about it and she was obviously upset so I put my arm round her shoulder, pulling her closer till her head dropped to my shoulder, "I don't know why I stay with him, we have made love only once in four years."
"Hence you have a four month old baby."
"Yeah... hence."
"Well you know he's gay," I added, "but I don't think he's being seeing anyone, do you?" there was no answer. "He gave me a blow job earlier."
Fiona cut in quickly: "Yes I know, he said..." There was a long pause, "Come on kids time for a bath." They came over as good as gold and we all went indoors.
An hour later I'd helped bathe them and read them a story, they were both in bed asleep. I made myself a large JD & coke and sat in the big lounge looking at the TV guide, Fiona came to find me, took a big slug of my drink, "That was silly, I haven't had a drink since I found I was pregnant, that'll go straight to my milk," then placed her head on my shoulder again and asked: "Should I be worried?
"About a drunken baby?"
"No," thumping my chest, About Freddy and me."
"I think he makes a terrific Dad if that's anything to go by... but I don't know if that's enough to make him a good husband."
"Me neither!"
I kissed the top of her head, left my mouth there, inhaling the faint smell of smoke from a bonfire. We sat like that for ½ hour. Aunty Annie entered the nearly dark room and put the light on, "Oh sorry I didn't realise you're in here, you two ok?" silence, "Should I go?"
"No no, I'm getting worried about Freddy and me."
"Ah," butted in Aunty, "That." She sat the other side of Fiona and placed her arm on the back of the sofa, behind Fiona and me. "He makes a great dad, but as you're not getting any why don't you find yourself a bloke and have an affair? The solution sounds too simple to me."
Fiona turned quickly to Aunty, "You reckon, how would that go down though?"
"Oh Fi, we all know the score, he's as bent as a nine bob note, sorry Terry, and personally I'm surprised you're still together. Everyone here wants to see you and Freddy happy, go find someone to tickle your fancy and let Freddy do the same, you don't have to divorce or anything."
Auntie's phone rang: "Hello... yes... which one... I'll sort it ... OK that should fine." She pressed the red button, "So missy now what was I was saying?"
"Have an affair."
"Hmm, that's right... Erm that was 2F, reckons he's just put the light on in the hall, it flashed very bright and all his lights have gone off except the bathroom, could you have a look please Terry?"
"I'll go too." Said Fiona rather too enthusiastically.
"I thought you might want to!" Aunty had a glint in her eye, "And where is the fuse box for 2F?"
"2D." Fiona and I said in unison.
"And who is staying in 2D at the moment? No don't answer that Fi, I've seen the looks you have been swapping with the new guy in Donaldson's flat!" This had all passed me by; in fact I don't think I had seen the tenant.
"Does look good though doesn't he?" Said Fiona blushing.
I stood, "Aunty scrolled through the phones directory and waited for an answer, "Good evening, I'm sorry to disturb you this is Annie from the office... your neighbours lights have gone off and it sound as if they have tripped a breaker... oh good, would it be OK if we... thank you very much." She put the phone down, "Hold your horses, 2D's in the bath so he's expecting us in 20 minutes," I sat down. "I suggest you have a quick bath yourself young lady." Fiona upped and left like a ferret up a drain pipe.
20 minutes later Fiona had showered and dressed in a short red skirt and white T shirt with no bra and we were standing outside 2D & 2F, she looked nervous and before we knocked she misquoted from Captain Oates: "I'm just going inside and I may be some time." Both doors were opened simultaneously, I heard the very enthusiastic invitation 'oh hi come in come in' from 2D, she entered quickly and the door closed behind her. I entered 2F and the lights came on but not the hall so I unscrewed the glass shade to remove the dead bulb, replaced with a new one from the store cupboard by the stairs, checked it then replaced the shade after wiping it out...
"OK Aunty that's done, I've put it in the diary, where's Fi?"
"Not with you?"
"No'o, you don't think...?" I shrugged my shoulder and raised my hands at waist level in a questioning gesture. We sat and chatted for about an hour then Fiona returned with a Cheshire cat grin on her face and nipples poking out like they were trying to disassociate themselves from her body, she sat between us on the sofa. "So?"
"So nothing."
Really?" Said I. Fiona blushed.
"Nothing? Said Aunty, "you've been gone an hour."
"He was making coffee."
Aunty gave a nipple a little twist, "Well missy these don't get to look like this on their own... and T shirts don't turn themselves inside out, either!"
"Oops busted. Well I've found he's a tit man and likes breast milk!" clenching her fist and pulling down, "Bring it on."
"And what else?"
"No that's all."
