Home For The Holidays Ch 04 5

Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England. All email comments good or critical welcomed. Please note that all email comments from an invalid email address will be deleted immediately and will not be read. Rude or abusive comments may result in blocking. Please note that I am female and I write in British English and vernacular, so for me a fanny is the correct term for female genitalia, a pussy is a pet cat and the ass is a bum or arse.

Dad was in the office again, Mum had an afternoon shift and I was just mooching in my bedroom. Mum called up to me, so I went down to see what she wanted.

"Your cousin Kayleigh is coming round to see you this morning."

"Oh, okay, I had arranged for Sharon to come round, but that's okay, it'll be nice to see Kayleigh, it has been so long since I saw her, probably the wedding last year."

Kayleigh is Uncle Phil's eldest. She doesn't really get talked about much, I think because she is gay, but it could just be her general attitude, she doesn't really mix well, and seems to hold families in disdain, so it was a bit of a surprise that she was coming round to see me.

"That'll be nice, I will say hello and all, but I have so much to do, I wasn't expecting to have to work this afternoon, but someone has called in sick and so they called me in." Mum said as she wiped the last of the plates from the dishwasher before putting it in the cupboard.

"No worries Mum, we can catch up, although Sharon and I thought we might go into town, Kayleigh can join us, we were only going to hang in the precinct and perhaps sit in the coffee shop for a while, see who is about."

"It'll be busy this close to Christmas mind."

"I know Mum, I know."

I suspected that Sharon had hoped for a little 'us' time, I guessed no chance of that with Kayleigh in tow. Kayleigh arrived first and she really was a bit startling, not like any of my crowd at all. Bright pink and green hair, studs through her nose and tongue, several earrings in her ears, some in her eyebrows, short, very short, skirt, army style boots, and a crop top slashed in several places. Very different.

"Hiya," I greeted as she walked into the lounge after Mum had let her in.

"Yup, long time." She responded.

"Wedding last year I think, I know it has been ages. What are you up to? Working?"

"Yeah, the vape shop in town, they think I am odd though."

"Odd, why?" This would be good.

"Because I won't get any ink. I am who I am now, and all this comes off or washes out, but tats are forever and I don't know who I will be in five years time."

"Bloody good for you, that is good thinking. I don't fancy any tattoos for pretty much the same reason."

She flopped next to me on the sofa, our legs pressed against each other, she had a faint aroma of patchouli which wasn't unpleasant. I looked at her and decided she was actually quite pretty under all the piercings and outlandish hair and clothes, just someone trying to find her own place I guessed.

"You got anyone special at the moment?" I asked.

"Nah, I did, but she cheated, so she's down the road. You?"

"Nope, I had a boyfriend but he really wasn't for me, and I am in no hurry to grab me another boy that is for sure."

"What about a girl?"

"Oh, I could, you know, I mean I have dallied, but never anything serious. I guess I will just wait and see what comes along. My friend Sharon is coming this morning, she's kinda cute."

"Does she have a boyfriend?"

Well, yes, but I texted Sharon earlier to say that she didn't and to be ambiguous with Kayleigh. "Oh no. She and I have fooled around a bit, but, well, it hasn't really gone anywhere."

I felt Kayleigh press herself closer into my side. Interesting. Mum popped her head through the door and said she was going a bit early as she wanted to go to Tesco, and so she would leave us to it, and she was gone, her car making subdued sounds through the lounge double glazed window as she went.

"So," Kayleigh said, "just you and me then."

"Indeed, I have no idea when Sharon will get here."

I was then surprised, Kayleigh turned to me and kissed me and her hand found my boob and squeezed. The piercings around her mouth felt odd, and when my tongue pressed between them they left a very odd feeling. Her hand slipped down and went up under my top and her hand cupped my breast.

"No bra," she murmured in between kisses, "fabulous," and she gently massaged my boob and ran a finger over my nipple. Such a girl thing to do, boys would squeeze it, usually painfully, girls would touch and slide a finger over it, never squeeze. I turned and straddled her, my legs either side of hers and I pressed my lips hard against hers, our tongues dancing a paso doble, her hand slipping from my boob and then down towards her lap.

I felt her fingers under my skirt and on my thigh, and then between my labia, no bra, no panties either. I gasped and then a sensual sigh as her fingers found my clitoris and she gently rocked her finger back and forth.

"I would love to know how you taste," she said as her finger moved to my entrance and began pressing, although the angles of our bodies made real progress rather difficult.

"Taste me then Kayleigh," I said as I rose, kneeling in front of her and raising my skirt, giving her mouth full and easy access to my fanny.

She wasted no time and I felt her nose as it rubbed my clitoris and felt her hot tongue slide into my valley. I gulped and then gasped as her tongue found my entrance and pressed, my pressures soaring with pleasures I hadn't expected to enjoy, but had hoped for with Sharon later.

She kissed, she stroked with her tongue, she rubbed with her nose but never her fingers, that surprised me. A fingernail edge ran along my perineum, my hopes for a finger rising, but no, she ran it along my valley floor only, before she began to chew gently on my clitoris.

"God you taste great, I hate it when all I can taste is soap. I love the taste of a girl," she said her lips dancing across my labia as she spoke. She knew what she was doing, she was certainly experienced at giving a girl pleasure, which was more than me, I had licked my Mum to orgasm, true, but that was more by luck than judgement or skill.

At that point the front door knocked and I eased away from Kayleigh and smoothed my skirt down on the way to the door.

"Hi Mel," Sharon said as she walked in kicking off her shoes and then putting her arms around me and giving me a full on kiss. Wow, I was certainly getting oestrogen treatment today. I kissed back and pulled away.

"Kayleigh is in the front room," I said.

"Cool," she said although I sensed the disappointment in her voice, I was pretty sure that she had hoped for a little private time with me.

"Come on Kayleigh," I said as I poked my head through into the lounge, "let's go upstairs to my room, it is a bit cramped in the lounge. Oh, and come and meet Sharon my BFF."

Kayleigh came out and looked at Sharon and then hugged her and whispered something in her ear before pulling back. I had no idea what was said, I didn't really care, I just led the way up to my room. I flopped onto the bed, my skirt flaring up as I landed giving anyone who cared to look the sight of my bare naked fanny. Was it glistening I wondered.

As they walked in Kayleigh put her hand on Sharon's shoulder, pulled her to her and kissed Sharon fully on the lips, her other hand pressing at Sharon's groin. Not slow in coming forward that was for sure.

"No fingers" I mouthed quietly to Sharon when I caught her eye, Sharon responded with a thumbs up. Kayleigh's hand was up Sharon's skirt, probably manoeuvring round her knickers.

Kayleigh stepped back and looked at us both directly in the eyes and pulled her top off before her hands snaked behind her back and undid her bra. Her skirt was next and then her knickers and she was stood naked before us, her fanny a riot of curly hair. Sharon followed suite and then so did I, all of us naked in my bedroom. Kayleigh was first on the bed followed by Sharon and then me.

There I was, naked on my bed with Sharon, as I had wanted, but with cousin Kayleigh too, which I hadn't planned. I have to be honest, I hate pubic hair, and Kayleigh had a shitload. Kayleigh grabbed Sharon and kissed her, hard, their lips were going white as Kayleigh pressed, her hand exploring between Sharon's legs, delving, but, I guessed only on the outer, not the inner. As she had made clear, no fingers, that is for boys and not for girls.

I felt rather left out to be honest, this was my bedroom, well, technically mum's guest room, and I was the only one unfondled.

"Kay," I said loudly, knowing she hated the abbreviation, "Kay, why don't you shave, or at least trim?"

"What?" She said breaking away from Sharon.

"Your fanny, it is covered in hair, it is not the most attractive, personally Sharon and I hate kissing a hairy twat, it gets between your teeth and is so unhygienic."

"Oh, never thought about it."

"Right," I said in my most assertive voice, "come with me," and I headed to the bathroom.

"Sit on the loo, legs apart."

I opened the cupboard under the sink and took out the shaver/trimmer. I knelt in front of Kayleigh and started buzzing off her mountain of hair, the clippings falling into the loo. It took a while, and a fair amount of squirming and sighs from Kayleigh, and eventually she was down to an almost shorn fanny.

"Right, now, sit on the edge of the bath with your feet in the bath. Sharon, your turn," I said pointing at Dad's razor and shaving foam. Sharon got in the bath and using the flannel, she soaked Kayleigh's groin and then lathered it.

I turned the bath mixer tap on so there was a small stream of warm water running, and without the plug in place, the water went straight down the drain, but Sharon could at least rinse the hairs from the blade as she shaved. There was a lot of sighing, some gulping and a deal of breath holding from Kayleigh, I guess she was enjoying the process. Eventually Sharon was done and Kayleigh was bare fanny naked.

"My turn," I said as I took Dad's Molton Brown Ba Ji moisturiser from the cupboard and liberally applied it to the shaved area, rubbing softly in, moisturising, cooling, Kayleigh gasping and sighing, her fingers scrunching tightly on the edge of the bath as she felt the pleasures of being moisturised.

"Right girls, now where were we? I asked and we headed back to the bedroom. This time, I grabbed Sharon first and kissed her, my fingers sliding along her valley and rubbing around her entrance, but not pressing.

"Remember, no fingers," I whispered into her ear.

"We need a Train," Kayleigh said.

"A what?" Sharon asked.

"A Train, it is a three way. I do you, you do Mel, and Mel does me, all at the same time."

"Cool," Sharon said and got on the bed, laying sideways. I wasn't sure how this would work, I have only really ever licked Mum, so a three way was going to be an interesting exercise in logistics and legs. Kayleigh lay next to Sharon, her face at Sharons groin and her tongue slipped into Sharon's valley. I lay next to Kayleigh and pressed my tongue between her newly shaven lips and as I wriggled on the bed to get comfortable, I felt a tongue dip into my valley too, Sharon.

I tried to lick at the same time as Sharon, to do to Kayleigh what Sharon was doing to me, Sharon nibbled my clitoris, I nibbled Kayleigh's. I guessed the same was happening between them, I didn't know. I was so tempted to press my fingers past Kayleigh's entrance and into her fanny, but in deference to Kayleigh I didn't. I ran my finger lightly along her perineum instead, rubbed my nose on her clitoris and sucked and licked her labia. I loved the feel of her wet labia as they slipped along my nose, the aroma of her arousal, the tingles I got from Sharon causing me to gasp into Kayleigh's valley.

I could feel my pressures rising, my electrics were charging and I was beginning to gasp even more into Kayleigh's fanny. Kayleigh squeezed her thighs around my head and I heard her gasp and she rocked back and forth and screamed. Sharon was not far behind and my eruption completed us all, my electrics fired and shot to my toes and my fingers, my nipples twinged and my breath erupted in a large gasp between Kayleigh's labia and I fell away gasping.

"Wow," Sharon said, carefully not letting the game away that this was a first for us.

"Yes," Kayleigh added, "who needs boys."

"Oh, they have their uses," I said, "but not here, not now."

We dressed, well skirts and tops for me and Sharon, and then sat on the bed talking, just in case anyone came home, like Dad.

"Fingers have their place Kayleigh, especially between us girls, it's not just a boy thing." I said looking her directly in the eyes.

"I dunno, it seems it to me." She said looking down.

"Get yourself a toy, have a play, you might find that you enjoy it, you don't have to think of a boy's dick, just the pleasure from feeling something inside you. Honestly, I think you'll love it."

"Agreed," Sharon added.

We chewed the fat some more, mostly discussing the benefits of girls over boys with Sharon and I holding our true feelings back, then it was time for Kayleigh to go and Sharon and I were on our own at last.

"Well," said Sharon between kisses, "that was intense."

"Yeah, she's an odd one."

"She has a good tongue though."

I pushed Sharon back onto the bed and flipped her skirt up exposing her reddened fanny. I leant forward and lightly ran my tongue between her protruding labia, feeling them curl around my tongue, reminding me of the tentacles of an octopus. I sucked lightly, I pressed lightly, I moved up towards her clitoris which I dabbed, and then down to her entrance, circling and dibbing. She gasped and her fingers scrunched into the mattress. I smiled, Kayleigh had a good tongue, did she? Ha.

I ran a fingernail around the crinkle of her arse and then slowly traced its edge along her perineum before teasing her entrance, dibbing to her opening but not quite, my teeth gently pulling at her clitoris as my mouth sucked her mound.

"Oh fucking Jesus" she gasped.

"Hello Girls," Dad called from downstairs. I quickly pulled away and sat back up against my headboard smoothing Sharon's skirt and mine so that we were decent. There was a tap on my door, "can I come in?" He asked.

"Of course you can Dad, we just sat up here because it was a bit roomier than the sofa."

"Yeah," he said as he came in, "that sofa is a bit small, but it was all me and your mum needed, along with the armchair, and it makes the room feel bigger."

"Oh, I know Dad, we just decided to stretch out up here."

"So, how was your cousin?"

"She's okay Dad, just not really our cup of tea."

"Oh?" Dad replied.

"No, Mr Campion," Sharon said, "we prefer men, she prefers girls."

"So not a lot of common ground then?" Dad said.

"No," Sharon continued, "it is men all the way for us, they offer us something a girl cannot."

"And what would that be Sharon?" Dad asked.

Sharon bought her knees up, forgetting perhaps that she had no knickers on and Dad would see her fanny. "Men have a dick Mr Campion and we have just the place to put it."

Dad laughed and I could see from his eyes that he was eying up Sharon's fanny, lips protruding and all, I knew only too well what he was looking at.

"So," he said, "no dick on offer this morning, how disappointing that could be."

"Exactly," Sharon said, widening her ankles a little, improving the view, she really was working a number on my Dad. "Disappointing to say the least. Oh well."

Dad laughed again and got up. "Just nipping to the bathroom," he said and left.

"What are you doing?" I hissed at Sharon.

"Working him," she replied laughing.

I laughed when Dad walked back into my bedroom stark naked.

He took his hard dick in his hand and asked, "Is this the sort of thing that you meant? Only you have deliberately shown me where it could go."

Sharon looked at Dad's dick, as if she had never seen it before, "now then Mr C, that looks just like what I was talking about. Bring it here and let me examine it more closely."

My BFF was seducing my Dad right in front of me, my Dad was just a tart. Dad walked over to the bed and stood next to Sharon and winked at me. I smiled back. Sharon reached out and gripped his dick, her fingers failing to go all the way around it. She slowly pushed his foreskin back and revealed his glans, a small bead of white at the little hole in the end. She used her thumb and smeared it over his glans, Dad's knees seemed to briefly sag and he gasped. Sharon had him just where she wanted.

She began a general wank, pushing and pulling his foreskin, her knuckles white as she squeezed his dick, his glans disappearing into the folds of his foreskin before reappearing.

"Careful," Dad said, "otherwise it'll go off and I am sure you won't want that."

"Oh, I might, you don't know, I may just be a tease and not let you put your dick where you so obviously want to go," she said. She stopped wanking, holding his foreskin back and leaning further forward, she sucked his dick into her mouth, her tongue I guessed working his glans.

"Oh fuck," Dad gasped, his hands holding Sharon's head as he began to shag her face, her cheeks distending as his dick filled her mouth, "oh fuck."

Sharon pulled back, his dick falling from her mouth, "Oh no Mr C, that is not what you will be shagging, not my mouth oh no."

She turned and got onto her knees, and pointed at her fanny, "I think this will be more to your liking."

Dad climbed onto the bed and lined up behind her, his dick disappearing from my view into the crack of her arse. His hand took his dick and adjusted his position and he leant forward.

"Oh Mr C, just there, oh yes," Sharon gasped as Dad began pressing. I lay down on the bed so that I could see clearly, Dad's dick was in her valley, and slowly disappearing inside her, her fanny entrance distending around his dick the better to take his girth, Sharon's panting and gasps the only sounds in the room. More and more of Dad's dick pressed into her body, his balls swaying below as his dick disappeared inside her. After what seemed an age his dick was fully inside her, and Sharon was panting and gasping as her body adjusted to him.

Dad began to pull out, at first her fanny followed as if stuck to his dick, extending out like some odd tube, and then it stopped and just his dick left, Sharon gasping as her body was relieved of his huge dick. After what seemed an age most of Dad's dick was out, still impaling her, but a good six inches of his meat outside, poised. He pushed in quickly his dick disappearing and Sharon gasped loudly, "Oh God Fuck Yes," she panted as his dick made it's way back in, her fanny entrance going with it, leaving a curious tangle of her labia stretched around him, it was an incredible sight. Was that what Mum saw in me when Dad was shagging me yesterday?

Dad began a regular rhythm, in, out, his dick appearing and disappearing, shagging my BFF, her fanny extending and collapsing around his dick, her panting and gasps loud in the room and the slaps as Dad bottomed out adding to the symphony of sex that I had a front row seat to.

"I hope that you are ready girl," Dad said, "your teasing is about to get its reward," and he slammed in harder than before and stayed pressed into herm his balls twitching and his white spunk seeped around his dick as her fanny couldn't take it all.

"Oh fuuuuckkkkk," Sharon screamed, her body bucking but still impaled on Dad's rod of meat. She was gasping and panting and rocking back and forth but still Dad stayed pressed hard against her groin, his dick deep inside her. Eventually she stopped and went silent, albeit for the sound of her breaths as she recovered. Dad surprised me, I was expecting him to pull out, but no, he started to move again, pulling partly out, his dick covered in the shite of his spunk, and then back in again as he shagged her a second time.