WARNING
: Yes, this is an incest story, but it involves both heterosexual and homosexual acts. If you don't like male on male action, then click away now.
This was inspired by a conversation I had with a nice guy by the name of Kent_M and as Kent is also a first name, he is the star of the story.
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Kent re-read the email and smiled to himself.
Ever since he was a small child Kent, and his parents, would spend a couple of weeks of the summer holidays with his dad's older brother and wife. Kent loved his time with Uncle David and Auntie Carol on the wild Norfolk coast but now Kent was 19 and at university he had missed the last few years. His parents still travelled to the tiny village in Norfolk every year, or as his dad would refer to it, 'going home' as that was where he had grown up before meeting Kent's mother and moving to the Midlands.
Then the email had turned up out of the blue from his uncle and auntie.
Hi Kent
We hope you are well and having fun at university, no doubt drinking too much and chasing the girls (or boys as we must be inclusive). We were chatting with your mum and dad last week on that Skipee thing and telling them how much we have missed your smiling face. Your parents will be here at the start of July so maybe you could join them or even come down on your own. You know that you are welcome here at any time and there is always a bed available to you.
Love from Uncle David and Auntie Carol
With the summer break fast approaching it had been Kent's plan to travel home from Nottingham where the university was, to his parental home where he grew up in Gloucester. Perhaps this would be a welcome change as he could do with cheering up.
He had just finished with Melaine, his long-term girlfriend, well his girlfriend for the last six months which at university was long term. He had gone round to her shared accommodation and had been let in by one of the other residents. Making his way to her room he stood outside the door and could hear sounds of passion. He couldn't make out any exact words, but he knew exactly the noises his girlfriend made when she orgasmed.
From the communal kitchen on that floor, he could see her door, so he decided to spy on her and see who came out. Much to his surprise 30 minutes later it was another woman who left. If there was any doubt as to whether she was having a relationship with Mel it was dispelled when the pair kissed passionately on the doorstep.
Kent gave it a few minutes then knocked on the door for it to be opened by a startled-looking Mel still in a robe. The conversation went from bad to worse and cumulated in him calling her a 'lesbian bitch' to which she responded with disparaging comments about his manhood.
Overall, it had not been a great end to the relationship, and he was now faced with explaining what had happened to his parents who had been hoping to meet Melanie over the summer break. Maybe if he broke it to them while his aunt and uncle were present it would soften the blow.
A quick search on the internet showed he could get a direct train to Norwich where hopefully his uncle and auntie would pick him up. He could then spend a week with them and with luck, his parents would arrive and take him back with them. As he composed the email, he decided to copy his parents in as his dad did like to be kept informed.
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As he got off the train at Norwich after what had turned into a gruelling 5-hour journey Kent stretched himself and he could feel his erection pressing uncomfortably against his jeans. The cause of it was still on the train and Kent would have sworn blind that the girl had teased him deliberately.
The train had no tables between the seats and the young woman opposite him was dressed for the weather, which being hot she was wearing very little. She clearly wasn't wearing a bra as her nipples were straining against the thin cotton material of her summer dress. As she wriggled in the seat her dress rode up from time to time giving him tantalising glimpses of her long smooth legs with flashes of what lay beyond. In the end, Kent had feigned being asleep but watched her from slitted eyes as she leaned against the older woman she was travelling with. Who her travelling companion was never became obvious, but she waited until she fell asleep before she studied Kent's apparently sleeping face. Whether she had guessed Kent was faking sleep or not she never indicated but satisfied that her female companion was asleep she eased her dress up a little.
Kent had nearly woken up with a shout at that point and it took all of his self-control not to make a noise...she was commando. He could feel his cock start to swell as the woman opened her knees to give him a good view of her open pussy while all the time studying Kent's face to check for reaction. She then reached between her legs and started to touch herself, all the time watching both faces to check they were asleep. When the train slowed and the guard announced Norwich station was approaching, she smoothed her skirt down and smiled sweetly at Kent who was collecting his bags from the overhead rack.
No words passed between them, but she looked triumphant as her gaze went from his face to the bulge in his jeans and then back to his face.
As the train pulled away Kent heard his name being called and his aunt and uncle were waving to him from the end of the platform. His uncle was nearing 50 and a big well-built man standing well over 6 feet with a slight paunch that comes with age and good living. He kept his hair cropped short to try to disguise both his greyness and impending baldness and had a permanent smile on his face.
Kent had almost forgotten his Aunt Carol's breasts. The buttons on her blouse were straining to keep her magnificent breasts under control, a battle that they looked like losing at any moment. She was about 5 years younger than her husband and was in her prime, keeping herself trim and in shape. Kent's erection wasn't helped any when she grabbed in a hug and pressed herself against him.
"Kent Masters, it has been too long." If the fact that Kent's erection was pressing in her stomach she gave no indication. "Look at him David...he is nearly as tall as you."
David grabbed his nephew in a bear hug then releasing him feigned a punch, as he always did. When Kent ducked away, he laughed loudly, "Reactions still sharp I see boy, good for you."
They climbed into the couple's Land Rover and set off through the traffic. In the city, the Land Rover had seemed out of place but as they drove further into the countryside it seemed more and more appropriate as dual carriageway gave way to narrow country lanes.
Kent got out of the vehicle and breathed deeply, inhaling the fresh country air, "Right let's get you settled and then it's a beer and some grub."
"If it's OK with you I am going to go for a run, work out some kinks after that journey."
"Well up to you, we will freshen up and see you when you get back."
Kent's route had taken him along the paths that intersected the farmer's fields, and it was starting to get dark when he got back to his aunt and uncle's house. The back door was unlocked as was the tradition in the country and as he walked upstairs to his room, he could hear noises coming from the bathroom. He paused outside the door, which was slightly ajar, he could make out his uncle's voice. Peering through the gap between the door hinges and frame he could see that they were both in the large walk-in shower. The reason why he couldn't hear his aunt talking was she was on her knees with her husband's cock in her mouth.
"Yes that's it love...that feels great."
Kent felt his cock harden in his running shorts as he watched his aunt's head move back and forward. Her full breasts which he had ogled for most of the day were clearly visible and still as magnificent as he remembered them. She had one hand around her husband's ass pulling him towards her mouth and the other between his legs.
Kent couldn't resist easing his running shorts down enough to free his rampaging cock and as he watched his aunt's head bob back and forward he worked his own cock with synchronised movements. He could see her arm moving as she was obviously fingering David quite vigorously.
Kent had only ever experienced a finger in his ass once from a one-night stand before Mel. The woman was maybe twice his age, and she had given him a blow job outside of the pub. It came as a shock when she inserted her finger as she sucked, but he soon got over it and quite enjoyed the feeling. When he did cum it was more powerful than usual. Since then none of his other girlfriends had even suggested it, but he could still remember the feeling.
His uncle was clearly more experienced than him, "That's it use two fingers, you know how much I like it."
His aunt must have broken from her sucking as Kent heard her say, "Kent will be home soon we had better finish."
Kent nearly shot his load when he heard his aunt reply to his uncle's question, "Pussy or ass?"
"You know I like a good ass fucking but not sure we have time for it, why not feed me some nice cum."
Kent had to stop moving his hand as he knew if he didn't, he would surely spurt everywhere. As he crept away from the door, he heard his uncle grunting with pleasure
"Yes fingers my arse, deeply" he groaned loudly followed by, "fuck I am cumming.'
As Kent tried to tuck his aching cock away he heard the muffled sounds of his aunt swallowing her husband's load.
Reaching the bottom of the stairs he opened and closed the door loudly before shouting up,
"Hi I am home, am just going to grab a beer and sit outside to cool down."
Ten minutes later his aunt appeared in a loose flowing kaftan that seemed to waft around her body and Kent couldn't help wondering if he could see cum in his aunt's hair.
That night when he was alone he could hear the headboard banging against the wall and kicking off the covers worked his cock as he tried to decide if his aunt was taking it in the pussy or her ass. As the thoughts of her breasts bouncing as his uncle fucked her filled his head, he came so hard that the first jet nearly hit his chin.
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