My head was throbbing, a thousand little hammers banging away inside it. I groaned, cursing myself for getting carried away the previous night, but then consoling myself with the excuse that at least it had been New Years Eve.
But now it was New Years Day, I was hung over, tired, and due into work in a couple of hours. I'd started a new job in IT a couple of months before, and as the newest employee in the team, I was "on call" to check a few things over. It wouldn't take long, but I really couldn't face it. I had got up just before midday, having decided as soon as I woke up that I might as well get it over with. But as soon as I had got out of bed, I knew that it was a mistake.
I had decided that a long, hot bath might do the trick, which is where I was now. But it hadn't. With another groan, I decided to leave work until later – and sunk a little lower into the welcoming water. I slid down until just my face was above water. After a while, the throbbing in my head eased off, and I started to feel better.
I sunk lower into the bath, letting the water cover me completely for a few moments before sitting up a little. I shut my eyes, laid my head back on the edge of the bath, and reluctantly thought about the little bit of work I had to do. It wasn't too bad, and I had been off over Christmas for the best part of two weeks. And what a two weeks it had been. A wide grin crossed my face as I thought back.
Annie, my twin sister, and I are nineteen, almost twenty. And we are lovers.
We've been lovers for months now, ever since we fell into each others arms when Annie needed my help, and our feelings had surged to the surface. We were also lovers with our Mum and Dad, a relationship which had developed suddenly, but very lovingly, very passionately.
But what Annie and I hadn't known until just days ago was that Mum was also involved with Martin – our Dad's father – and had been for years. I had "caught" Mum with Dad and Martin. Suddenly, all sorts of things had clicked into place, our feelings, our love for each other, our attitude. After that, the following few days had passed in a blur as we all found each other, loved each other, shared each other, our feelings for each of us deeper than ever.
Martin had gone home a couple of days ago. To be honest, he had looked very tired – but also very happy. Mum's sister, Laura, had arrived the day before yesterday. We didn't see an awful lot of Laura, and although she was really good looking - I'd had a crush on her for years when I was younger! – she had never struck us as being much fun. Annie and I knew that we needed to be careful over the next few days, while Laura was staying with us. We'd even gone to different parties last night to avoid temptation!
I shivered. The water was starting to feel cold. I quickly got washed, and then climbed out of the bath feeling a lot better. I stood in the middle of the bathroom getting dried. As always, I reached for my cock, enjoying the feel of my hand stroking along my length. I thought of Annie again, my cock responding immediately. I sat on the edge of the bath and shut my eyes, my thick cock jutting out in front of me, my hand moving slowly up and down, visions of Annie filling my mind.
"It's true then."
My eyes shot open in alarm, my hand freezing on my cock. It was Laura. She was stood watching me, leaning casually against the door frame, a wicked grin on her face. I made a grab for the towel on the floor, but she reached a foot forward to stand on it, to stop me picking it up.
"Too late," she grinned, her eyes moving slowly from mine, down my body to my cock.
"I'd heard that you were a big boy …." Her voice tailed off.
My eyes must have been wide open in surprise. I instinctively tried to cover my hard cock with my hands. Laura moved towards me, and dropped down onto her knees. She held my hands, and then gently pulled them away. My cock was softer now.
"Yummy," was all she said as she looked down at me for a few seconds, before licking her lips and standing back up.
She turned and started to walk out of the bathroom. I watched her ass swaying in her short, tight skirt. She stopped and turned a little, and for the first time I saw how hard her pointy little nipples were under her tight vest top.
"Come on," she whispered, her voice barely audible, "Come with me."
She walked back into my bedroom. I followed her, my cock bouncing softly from side to side as I walked behind her. She stopped a few feet short of the bed, and I watched as she slowly reached behind her and undid the zip and button on her skirt. She wiggled her ass so very seductively, and pushed her skirt down over her hips. Slowly she pushed it down her long, slender legs.
She bent over from her waist, her ass pointing at me, her firm, rounded, sun tanned cheeks, practically naked, with only the skimpiest of knickers hiding any part of her delightful flesh from me. She stood up, leaving her skirt in a pool around her ankles. She kicked it to one side, and moved onto the bed.
She crawled up the bed, her ass rocking from side to side, my cock growing even harder as I watched her. Once she reached the middle of the bed, she turned and sat facing me, her legs out in front of her, her arms out to me.
I crossed the room in no time at all, and threw myself onto the bed. I pulled Laura roughly into my arms and kissed her hard – too hard. She grabbed my cock, and squeezed me, making me cry out in pain. She immediately began stroking slowly up and down my length. She kissed me softly on the lips.
"Sloooooowly …….." she murmured, "Take things slowly ….."
I calmed down, her hand on my cock soothing me, but not lessening what I wanted, what I needed. I turned slightly so that I was sitting beside Laura, my legs out in front of me, facing the opposite way to her. She pulled her legs up under her, and came into my arms, her hand never leaving my cock.
I kissed her gently this time, her lips warm and moist against mine. I felt her tongue flicking against my lips, and then sliding deliciously from side to side. She licked the corners of my mouth gently, her pointy tongue probing, feeling its way before slipping into my mouth. I sucked on her tongue gently, feeling it exploring, our mouths locked together.
I held her tight, her pert breasts hard against me, her nipples poking at my chest even through her vest top. As we kissed, I gradually turned around before easing Laura down onto the bed. I lay beside her, my hand stroking along the tops of her thighs and across her flat belly, our tongues slipping and sliding over each other.
I moved and knelt over her, my knees each side of her. I ran my hands up her thighs again, my thumbs trailing up the sensitive skin on the inside of her legs. I moved my hands across her smooth belly, and then up the sides of her body, feeling the heat of her skin through her top. My cock lurched as she threw her arms above her head, thrusting her breasts up towards me.
Laura really was lovely – and knew just exactly how to show off her exquisite body. She was a few years younger than Mum, so she must have been about thirty six, maybe thirty seven. While Mum was pretty voluptuous, Laura was more slender. Her hair was long and jet black, her body firm and pert.
Laura's breasts were small compared to Mum's, but still a good size. Her legs were beautiful, and seemed to go on forever. As I'd already seen, her bum was tight and rounded, and looked gorgeous.
I reached forward again, touching her body lightly through her top, sending little shivers of anticipation through her body. I reached across to the bedside cupboard. Laura watched me, a quizzical look on her face, as I pulled open a draw, and picked up a pair of nail scissors. I pulled the hem of her top away from her lithe body, and snipped it open. I cut open her top, from the bottom hem to the top.
I did it slowly, my eyes never leaving hers, my cock rock hard in front of me, her nipples darkening and hardening with each snip of the scissors, her juices springing from her pussy. As I reached the top part, I cut through the final edge, leaving the material draped over Laura's tight little body, a band of tanned belly and cleavage staring up at me between the two sides of her top. I put the scissors away, teasing her, my heavy cock dragging across her body as I leant over to the draw again.
I reached under the top, the palms of my hands flat on her belly. I sighed as I felt her sensual skin under my hands, the heat of her body surging through me. She moaned as I moved slowly across her taut belly, then sideways, then up the outside of her body, and then across again, until her breasts, her rock hard nipples, were under my hands.
I pulled my hands up, exposing her breasts to me for the first time as the two sides of her top fell away. I gasped. Her breasts were firm and rounded, pulled tighter to her body by her arms being above her head. As I moved my hands over them, she reached her arms up to me. Her breasts seemed to grow and swell under my hands. Her nipples were rock hard and dark, her aureoles wide and puckered.
I dipped my head and kissed the tip of one nipple, and then the other. I licked around her nipple, and then swirled my tongue wider around her aureole, feeling, tasting, her rubbery flesh, leaving wet trails on her as I moved around her sweet, sexy body. I moved down on her, until I was lying between her legs, my lips, my tongue, travelling slowly down her body.
I wriggled lower, teasing her navel with the tip of my tongue before planting a kiss on her mound as she wrapped her legs around me. I could taste and feel her wetness through her tiny knickers. I eased them down a little and kissed her again, her hair soft against my lips. I looked up at her, and with my eyes on hers yanked her knickers away from her.
