The Incestable Cottage

This story forms part of a series. Whilst I would advise reading the preceding 2 stories first to better understand the characters, it's certainly not essential.

All characters are over the age of 21 years old.

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After enjoying brunch together, Fiona and I decided to go travelling on an extended scenic drive around the beautiful Trossachs and Loch Lomond area of Scotland. The morning rain had stopped and we were able to enjoy some dry weather, even some rays of sun were managing to poke through gaps in the clouds.

Whilst we were enjoying the views and drive, we were really just wasting time until the 3pm check-in time, which we'd been told to strictly adhere to, had arrived.

"Don't arrive early!" my Mum painfully bellowed down the phone for the umpteenth time, just as I hung up the call the last time we spoke.

Fiona and I finally drove into the sweeping gravelled driveway that led to the large country home we would be staying at for the weekend. My family had hired it for 4 nights to accommodate all 25 of us, notably to celebrate my Aunt Karin and Uncle John's 30th wedding anniversary.

It was a beautiful old manor, set in many acres of sprawling countryside on the edge of a Loch (or 'lake', to those not familiar with Scotland's Gaelic twang). The nearest village was 4 or 5 miles away, so it meant we could party into the small hours and make as much noise as we liked inside the home; ideal for an occasion such as ours.

Traditionally, our family weekends always followed a similar pattern, so although they were very informal events, there was always some form of structure that we chose to adhere:

Friday night - After arrival, everyone caught up, let their hair down and generally partied pretty hard into the wee (small) hours...

Saturday morning / afternoon - To rid our hangovers we'd perform a variety of activities, usually split into smaller groups depending on who wanted to do what e.g. a long walk, cycle, mountain climb, or simply sit socialising in a local pub.

Saturday evening - We'd have a formal meal to celebrate whatever social event we'd used as an excuse to come together. This was always a tamer event than Friday as everyone was already getting tired, not only by Friday's partying and the activities of the day, but by always being 'switched on' amid the constant chitter-chatter between different family members.

Sunday: Most used this as a day to depart and head home, mainly due to having work the following day, but I think for some the idea of having an escape route was appreciated / well-earned having spent a whole weekend with family!

As Fiona and I arrived, the usual tug-of-war for who was to stay in which room was well under way. Being one of only two people that were single, I was always going to come in last place, so I simply waited for my fate to unfold.

On this occasion, being bottom of the pile meant I'd been allocated a small single room in a 3-bedroom cottage that sat on the grounds of the estate. I didn't mind being in a small room, although being in a separate cottage felt too segregated from the family, so internally I was a bit miffed.

That was until Fiona sneaked up next to me and whispered, a little too excitedly for my liking, "Guess what?"

"What?" I asked in a forced, perhaps slightly aggressive tone. I was in no mood for petty games, yet taking it out of Fee wasn't called for.

"Guess who's just been given a double room in the same cottage as you?"

I spun my head round to her, staring into her beautiful yet now rather devilish eyes, as a broad smiled appeared over her face. We both knew immediately what it meant, and I simply froze in position. My cock had other ideas though, which I couldn't help. The thoughts of last night and this morning rushed back into my brain, causing blood to surge involuntarily to my cock and produce a noticeable bulge in the front of my trousers for anyone that glanced that direction.

"Oh right, very good, I'll see you in the cottage later then," I said, in a rather raised tone as if to act normal and cover up any chance of someone finding out our deep secrets.

Jeez, what was I doing, 'Just act normal man', I thought to myself, as I immediately walked away from Fee, absentmindedly in the direction of my aunt, now forcing myself in having to greet her with a semi-erect snake in my trousers, "Happy 30th Wedding Anniversary, Aunt Karin!" Cringe.

Afterwards, I was a bit annoyed with Fee as we'd only just agreed prior to our arrival that we must be on our absolute best behaviours. The last thing we wanted was to raise any suspicions of our incredible yet incestuous train ride up from London, or indeed the ensuing escapades that unfolded during our drive here. Yet there she was, stoking fire in my groin within minutes of our arrival!

'I'll need to spank her backside later for this', I thought to myself. Needless to say, the images of that thought came surging into my head and didn't help my 'flustered' state...

Soon after everyone had arrived, alcohol started flowing and we all intermingled, chatting and laughing to each other's stories as we caught up. I mingled through the crowd as much as possible to catch up with as many of my family as possible. Fiona and I seemed to catch each other's eye on far too many occasions. Was anyone noticing, or was it just us?

Whilst doing the rounds I learned that Steve, one of my other cousins, had been allocated the 3rd and final room in our cottage.

Steve was a really cool guy. At 39 years old he was a bit older than Fiona and I, but like myself he was now also a bachelor about town, having recently gone through a messy divorce. The cow had left him for another bloke, but that story can be left for another time.

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After finger food, lots more alcohol, some great and, well, some not so great, dancing, I decided I needed a breather and headed upstairs to one of the many bathrooms inside the large country home.

"Stuart," called Fiona.

"Hey Fee, how's things? Enjoying yourself?"

"Of course! Especially your dancing!"

"Get lost! Least I'm not a robot dancer like you!" I proceeded to enact her dancing technique, or lack thereof, and we both burst out laughing, which ended up in Fiona playfully pushing me away.

After we composed ourselves, Fiona blinked her eyes and smiled in a pleading manor, asking, "Any chance you could give me a hand taking my suitcase over to the cottage?"

"Anything for you, Fee!"

"Thanks."

Staring into my eyes she leaned forward and seductively whispered into my ear, "Hurry up and finish in there. I want your big dick to fuck me hard in the cottage before Steve arrives!" As she finished whispering, she slowly and lightly exhaled her breath into my eardrum, licked and momentarily sucked on my earlobe, and brushed her right hand over the front of my crotch, giving it a tantalizing squeeze.

As she retreated, she quietly said, "Meet me by the front door in 5."

"Ok," I said, slowly nodding. Jeez, I was spellbound by this sexy, married cousin of mine, yet again!

As she walked off, heading back down the stairs, I franticly looked around, checking to ensure we hadn't been seen. Thankfully it looked like the coast was clear. Phew!

Before departing the house, I grabbed some alcoholic supplies, just to be on the safe side, then walked towards the door and met Fiona who was already standing there with her jacket on.

"Wrap up Stuart, it sounds like it blowing a gale out there!"

As we exited the main house, we started walking as fast as possible through the bitterly cold wind to the cottage, which was about 300 meters away.

"Christ, what have you got in here? Feels like you've packed enough clothes for a fortnight!"

"Brrrrrrrrrrgh, stop moaning and just get me into the cottage you weakling," Fiona shrieked as the coldness onset.

"Oh thank god the heating is on in here!", Fiona bellowed as we burst through the front doors and into the cottage.

"Ohhh jeez yeah, that's a lot better. It's lovely and toasty in here."

We found our rooms and I pushed Fiona's heavy suitcase into her bedroom, then chucked the relevant booze into the fridge or on top of the small kitchen counter.

Looking around, the place was actually really nice and I think some of the others may even be a tad jealous after they see our digs! It certainly wasn't huge - it was a 'cottage' after all - but it was a charming old building which had been carefully refurbished, integrating modern with a keeping of the old.

There was a large open-plan living / dining / kitchen area with comfortable seating and a large flatscreen TV. This was surrounded by 2 bedrooms on the right, one the left, accompanied by a large shared bathroom and, surprisingly, a 'quiet' room which contained a massage table with towels and oils.

As Fiona and I both smiled and giggled at the sight of the table, I said, "In the nicest possible way, I can't wait to get rid of Steve tomorrow already!"

With that, Fiona jumped up into my arms and wrapped her sexy legs around my body. As I wasn't prepared, her enthusiasm knocked me off balance slightly, forcing me backwards against the wall. I didn't care in the slightest though as our mouths connected and our wet tongues started to dance inside each other's mouths.

"Mmmm," Fee moaned. Disengaging from our kiss, she panted, "I've be eyeing you up all night, dreaming of you sticking your big hard cock up inside my pussy. God, I want you so fucking bad, Stu, you've no idea how turned on I am!"

"Is that so, eh? Well, I suppose I'd better not keep you at bay much longer. We certainly wouldn't want any interruptions from Steve, that's for sure."

Effortlessly I started to carry her through the lounge area and into her large double bedroom, which was strategically positioned next to mine as I'd flung my bag in there earlier to secure it.

As I lay her gently onto the bed, back first, Fiona said to me, quietly, "I'm embarrassed to say this Stu, but earlier on I couldn't help myself. I was so turned on at the thoughts of what happened between us last night, and the ease of which we able to just prance around all our family with everyone looking at us none the wiser - it just turned me on so much!"

Fiona panted at that moment, taking a large inhale of breath and perching herself up on her elbows. Staring into my eyes she continued, "I had to go upstairs, into the same bathroom you used before we left the house, and, and..."

"And what, Fee? Tell me."

"And, and well I was just aching to be touched, so I started to rub one out, I rubbed my clit over and over, finger fucked my pussy, dreaming of you assaulting me with your huge penis. Jeez, I was so turned on I even started to rub my pussy over my trousers as I walked up the stairs to the bathroom. I came so fucking quickly too. I don't know what 'came' over me!" She laughed at that.

My eyes were wide open as I listened to her story, and all I could do was smile, hopefully showing my intoxication at the thoughts of her story. It was as if she was opening her diary up to me, letting me inside her own little world, even if only for just a brief second. I could tell she was somewhat nervous telling the story, but speaking about it was, I think, turning her on again.

"Oh fuck Stu, take off your trousers and just fuck me right now. Right now. I need you so bad!"

I didn't have to respond through speech. Instead, I simply ripped (not literally) open my trousers and dropped them to the floor, then pulled at my boxer shorts (underwear) to reveal my semi-erect and rapidly growing cock.

As I did this, Fiona removed her top and bra, then started to unbutton her tight jeans, attempting to wriggle out of them whilst lying down on the bed. Assisting her, I grabbed at the sides of her jeans and helped pull them down her skinny legs, chucking them on the ground behind me.

I quickly ran over to the bedroom door, which we had stupidly left creaked open, and closed it shut. As I turned round, I could see Fee had discarded her lacy red thong (underwear) and thrown it onto the ground. 'Wow' was all I could think when I looked at her naked body, as her legs were spread wide-open for me and she was again perched up on her elbows on top of the bed.

I stopped, soaking in the unbelievable sight of my incredibly beautiful, incredibly sexy, and incredibly turned on cousin, who was almost pleading me to fuck her. My cock did what any man's dick would do; it rapidly and proudly rose to the occasion.

"Stuart, come here. I want you. I need you. I have to have you inside me, right now."

It would have been so easy to obey her, and fuck her senseless right there and then, but I thought for a moment though, pondering my next move...

"Fee, just for a moment, could I want to watch you masturbate your pussy, just as you did in the bathroom in the house. I'll wank my cock in front of you if you don't mind?"

Fiona just smiled and slowly moved her hands up to her pert breasts, squeezing them and pinching her erect nipples. As she moved her right hand down her torso and over her landing patch of short blonde hair, whilst keeping my eyes firmly on the erotic scene being enacted in front of me, my right hand automatically grabbed at my now throbbing cock and engulfed the head of my dick.

Fee moved her hand slowly down the outer lips of her pussy and plunged her middle and index fingers into her wide open and soaking wet hole. Retracting her fingers she moved them up to her clit, and using her pussy juices that were covering her fingers as lube, she started, slowly at first, to move her fingers in a circular motion, over and over.

"Mmmm," she moaned, closing her eyes and tilting her head backwards and slightly to the right.

I had already started to pull my foreskin back and forth, slowly jerking my rock-hard veiny meat to the incredibly erotic sights unfolding in front of my very eyes.

"Fuck, this is so hot Fee! I can't believe I'm watching you do this!"

Looking towards me, Fee replied saying, "I know! You're making me so wet, Stu. Just listen..." She moved her hand away from her clit and inserted her same two fingers as deep as possible inside her cunt, then as she proceeded to move her fingers inside, a wonderful 'Squelch, squelch, squelch' sound started to fill the air.

"Wow!"

Fee just smiled until an erotic, "Uuuugh," noise left her mouth. She was starting to really enjoy her own pleasures. As was I, a little too much admittedly.

Suddenly the scent of Fiona's pussy started to fill the air of the room, and I took a deep inhale of breath. 'Jeez, she even smells wonderful,' I thought to myself.

As Fiona withdrew her fingers and started to once again play with her clit, I stopped wanking my cock and delved forward, attacking her hole with my tongue and sucking as much of her tangy juices into my mouth as I could manage.

"Aaaaaaaagh, fuck yeah! Eat me Stu, eat me," Fiona screeched.

Obeying, I prayed on her luscious pink pussy like an out-of-control addict, ploughing my tongue as deep as I could inside, flicking and sucking as much as possible. Withdrawing slightly, I started to circulate the outsides of her opening, teasing her before launching back in. 'Jeez, she's so unbelievably wet', I thought to myself, and I couldn't get enough of her soaking hole, continuing my assault on her for another minute or so.

As I remembered Steve, or indeed anyone, could come bounding into the cottage at any time, time in our predicament was precious. With that in mind, I removed my face and replaced my tongue with 2 of my own fingers, proceeding to furiously finger fuck her pussy in a C shaped motion, hoping to catch her g-spot, as she also ferociously rubbed on her clit at the speed of light.

We were both out of control, and within mere seconds we were rewarded as her whole body spasmed out of control.

"I'm cuuuuuumming!" Fiona screamed, as a huge, erupting orgasm overtook her body, lifting and shaking her off the duvet, hands clenching the bed sheets for dear life.

I quickly removed my fingers from her soaking wet cunt, stretched forward and pulled Fiona's by the legs so her ass was now sitting at the bottom corner of the bed.

She was still shaking from her huge high, but I decided mentally there was just no time, or indeed a need, to slow down and perform further foreplay. Besides, she'd already demanded multiple times that I fuck her over the course of the past hour, so there and then I just grabbed my thick, firm cock, locked eyes with her and, before she even got a chance to provide any form of approval, I drove forward, pumping my rod deep inside until our pelvic bones clashed and I'd bottomed out inside of her.

"Fuuuuuuuck," Fee bellowed, then clenched her teeth with her mouth open, panting / breathing heavily.

I then pulled the whole of my cock out of her hole, and started to slowly rub my dick up and down the outer flaps of her pussy, grating her clit and agonizingly pressing the tip of my head onto the outsides of her hole, but instead of entering I pushed back up her folds.

I wish I had the time to keep that up for longer as I think I could have made Fee cum again just by doing that given she'd only just cum, which certainly would have been a first for me!

I could see her eyes were already rolling in her head and she was making a lot of, "Mmmm," and panting noises. Yet I couldn't refrain, instead I launched a thrilling assault of her pussy, again ploughing the full length of my penis inside her tight snatch, bottoming out against her uterus.

"Fuuuuuck," Fiona screamed again in pure pleasure.

As she grabbed onto my arms which had moved down to clench her hips, withdrawing about half of my dick I quickly slamming back inside her, pumping back and forth into her pussy furiously.

"Aaaaah, fuck yeah, Stu, fuck yeah. Fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me!" Fee said in a half pleading, half commanding tone.

Jeez, I was in utter heaven as the unmistakable sounds of her incredible squelching juices that were emanating from her sodden pussy started to fill the room.

Personally, I was in the most perfect sexual position. I could use the weight of my whole body to simply pound into her, back and forth, whilst I also had a wonderful view of her glistening pussy and her stunning breasts, whose long, hard nipples were staring right up at the ceiling.

Yet after last night's train 'ride', I knew she liked receiving it from behind in doggy style. So, without warning I pulled my dick completely out of her warm, wet pussy, yet for some reason my impulses briefly overtook, and I rocked my body forward once more, ramming my cock back deep inside her cherished hole.

"Uuuuuuugh," Fiona yelped, as strands of her long blonde hair now stuck to the sweaty red cheeks on her face. Looking up at me she panted, "Christ almighty, you're incredible!"

I smiled at her appreciation, replying, "You're incredible too, Fee. I love fucking you, and I never want to stop fucking my perfect little cousin either!"

Before she could reply, I pulled out again and quickly grabbed her arms, prising her up off the bed and pulling her towards me. We kissed momentarily as our faces met, but I quickly turned her around, holding her hip with one hand as I used the other to push on her back, forcing her forward and downwards. As she was near spent of energy, her body simply and easily fell forward onto the bed and into position.

Perching herself up on her elbows, Fee glanced around and said, "Give it to me Stuart, give me everything you've got."

I whipped off my now rather damp t-shirt and positioned my cock at her entrance. Taking hold of her hip with my left hand, I slid my already lubricated cock forward into her awaiting wet hole.

"Uuugh, ohhh yes. Yes, that's it. Right there Stu."

I started to ride her, quite slowly at first as her pussy seemed extra tight in this position for some reason. Yet after a short while I had built up momentum and was burying my long, veiny, steel-like cock into her squelching hole.