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Written: 07 July 2018

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Stranger Part 6 Sarah's Story
By Isabella

Story Codes: m/g, b/g, Incest, Cousins, Aunty/Nephew, Oral, Group, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism

Boring...no...really boring day at school, Double English followed by double Spanish in the morning and then after lunch I had double maths and History. At the end of a normal Thursday at school I would be on the verge of slashing my wrists with the boredom, fortunately security had taken all shape implements' off of us at morning assembly because after such a boring day, I was faced with two hours of Spanish homework to look forward to at home as well.

The bus took me and Dawn home first today for a change so we were home thirty minutes earlier than usual. I ran into the kitchen expecting to find my mother cooking dinner but the kitchen was empty. Mum came from the boot room, I could hear the shower running as well as the washing machine running, I thought I'd heard the shower room door slam just as I entered the kitchen but forgot all about that as I fought with my sister to get at the snacks that mum had cooked for us to eat when we got in from school.

I gave my mother a hug for making my favourite snack of all times, Chocolate crispy cakes with extra chocolate. There was a strong musky smell about my mother, she never smelled of musk. If I didn't know her better, I'd have sworn that she'd had sex, it even looked like there were strands of thick semen down the front of her T-shirt. I kissed her cheek as I thanked her, her cheek was wet, and it wasn't sweat, it was far too thick for that, I could smell the spunk on her breath, she must have swallowed a bucket full of the stuff her breath smelled so strongly of it, I almost gave myself away as I started to tell her that her breath smelled like spunk.

It was shock that made me almost give myself away, I didn't believe that my mother even knew what a blow job was and now, today...probably for the first time in her life...she'd given one to a man. And listening to the sound of the shower, the man she'd just sucked off in the shower room wasn't my father...the water was running for far too long, my dad was a water saver, when he showered he would drench himself quickly and then turn the water off, he'd then spend five minutes soaping himself and then he'd turn the water on again for a quick rinse.

I wasn't surprised that a married woman could have a little afternoon delight with a man that wasn't her husband, my mum and dad were the only two members of our family that never seemed to have sex...no that's not right, I knew that they did have sex, they had sex about six times a year. I would hear it happen, it was always at night and mum's light was always off, my dad would sneak into her bedroom, I'd hear mum's bed bounce once, there would be a mumbled comment, almost an apology and then frantic bouncing as my dad fucked her and it never lasted longer than four minutes. My dad would always apologise, he would always thank my mother before sneaking back to his own bedroom.

I would hear my mum's bed bounce and her bidet run in her bathroom as she washed my baby brother or sister out of her fanny. The rest of my family were nothing like that, my aunties and uncles would fuck all over the place, almost anywhere other than their bedroom. My grandfather was really old but I often saw him screwing one of my aunties in a barn or in the fields or the woods. My aunties weren't his own daughters, they were the wives of his sons but I also knew that he wouldn't be bothered about screwing a blood relative either, I'd seen him with a few of my cousins and it was him that introduced me to sucking cocks.

That was way back when I was eleven years old...well, two years ago anyway. Dawn and I were filling the seed hoppers and water tanks that fed the chicken houses, we also had to take notes of things like what the temperature was in each of the hen houses, how much food and water had been taken in the previous twenty-four hours by the birds. We were walking the chicken's run fence to make sure that it was still in good order, no signs of foxes or rats digging at the perimeter.

Grandpa came out of one of the barns and saw us, he came over and put his hand on Dawn's shoulder, he was kind of stroking her rather than patting her, "How's the boyfriend Dawn?"

"He's good thank you grandpa."

That was a shocker, Dawn was two years younger than me, I had no idea that she had a boyfriend. Grandpa slapped her bottom playfully, he suddenly stopped and put his hand back on her bottom and rubbed, "Forgotten something darling?"

"Little messy problem at lunch time pops, you know how it is!"

I was standing there shaking my head; I had no idea what the two of them were talking about.

"Just a wet mess or..."

Dawn grinned widely and nodded her head.

"Did you throw them away after?"

Dawn shook her head, "No, they were my favourites; I'm going to have to try and hide them in the wash when my mother's not looking."

Grandpa held his hand out, "I'll run them through with my laundry this evening, give them back to you tomorrow."

"They're in my school bag; I'll bring them over later."

Grandpa turned to me, "How about you Sarah, have you got a boyfriend yet?"

That was an embarrassing shock to have my grandfather ask me if I had a boyfriend while I was trying to work out what my sister and grandfather were talking about. I thought for a moment, I could have told him that it wasn't any of his business but I didn't, "No grandpa, you know that I'm related to every boy for a two mile radius and the boys at school are far to immature to look for a girlfriend."

Grandpa smiled at me, "Hey Sarah, don't let the fact that a boy is related to you stop you from having a little fun...just so long as you don't plan to marry one of them or have his baby you'll be fine. Country folk have far less options for fun than city kids, you have to learn to take every opportunity that presents itself!"

Grandpa grinned at Dawn and winked his eye at her, "Hey, did you know that your Uncle Paul's kids are spending the weekend with me while their mum and dad go to a special party in London?"

I shook my head, I had no idea, "What kind of special party?"

"It's a party at a hotel in London that people go to for the weekend to swap their partners...they call it a swingers party!"

Now I was really embarrassed.

"Your grandma is going to be out tonight so I'm going to have to do the cooking, you could come over and help me if you like, you know that boys are useless at domestic duties don't you?"

Dawn just jumped straight in with an eager "Yes...I'll help!"

I was torn, it was Friday afternoon and three of my favourite TV programs would be on the TV before bedtime, did I want to miss them to help my grandfather look after four of my cousins?

"I'm planning on making my special chips to go with fried Chicken."

The "Yes...okay!" slipped out of my mouth almost without thinking, mum only allowed us to have chips one day a week and her chips were small and limp affairs, her plan was probably to make chips so unappetizing that it would put us off of eating them too much. But grandpa...grandpa's chips, they were a fish of a different colour, Grandpa saved the biggest potatoes to make his chips with, he cut them into fingers that were an inch wide and an inch thick and anything up to eight inches long, he would boil the potatoes until they were fully cooked, then he would strain the water and rough the potatoes up by shaking the pan vigorously. He would then fry them in goose fat until they were golden and brown and extremely crispy. Well worth missing a few TV programs for, even if I had to help look after my cousins.

We finished up our chicken watch and both ran home to tell our mother that we were going to help grandpa, he'd already phoned to clear the way for us, mum had even packed an overnight bag with our nighties, wash-bags and towels and a change of clothes for the next day. I hadn't counted on stopping at grandpa's house overnight, it was only fifty yards away from our house, I was just about to ask my mother if she realised that grandma wasn't going to be there at the farm house all night but Dawn kicked my shins to shut me up.

"What did you say darling?"

I looked at Dawn, a cold hard look, "Oh nothing mum, I was just saying, it's going to be warm, I thought I'd be better in shorts or a summer dress tomorrow rather than jeans and a heavy blouse."

"You're probably right darling; better take both...just in case."

I spotted Dawn slipping her dirty knickers into her overnight bag so that they could be washed later at grandpa's house.

My cousins were all playing on my grandfather's 'X-box', they looked more like a team of football players than four brother's playing computer games, they were all wearing identical football strips, not, as most boys in the area wore, Manchester United or Chelsea kits, they were all wearing Kettering Farm Hire AFC kits, they each had their first names on the back of the shirts and instead of a position number they each had their ages under their names, Cousin Paul was the oldest and he had thirteen under his name, Ben had twelve, Tom had eleven and Alan had ten. Uncle Paul had wanted a girl but after four boys...the same as his father had...Paul had stopped trying. Uncle Ron also had all boys but he'd stopped at three, Dawn and I were the only girls from our branch of the family tree.

Grandpa came into his playroom behind me, he put his arm over my shoulder, "So Sarah, no boyfriend as yet but have you ever seen a boy naked yet?"

I've seen Uncle Ron's boys having their nappies changed but that's all."

"Never seen your dad naked?"

I blushed and shook my head.

"Boys...boys, can you pause the game for a moment please?"

The four boys looked around at me and grandpa, "Sarah has never seen a naked boy before, anyone want to volunteer to show her theirs?"

I was shocked at the rush as four boys jostled with each other to get from Grandpa's monster TV to stand in a line in front of me. They actually lined up in age order, Paul on the left and Alan on the right.

"You ready to see your first naked boys Sarah?"

I blushed an even darker red but couldn't move, I couldn't nod my head or shake it, I just stood there totally mute. Dawn pushed in between me and grandpa, "I want to see them naked Grandpa!"

Grandpa nodded his head towards the boys, Paul was the first to move, he pulled his T-shirt off over his head and then he pulled his shorts down to his ankles. His cock was almost five inches long, a little harder than a chipolata sausage, there was a grey halo of fine downy hair surrounding the root of his cock, he was stiff and standing up hard. My mouth went totally dry as I looked at my first hard cock. The other three were naked in seconds, they were all hard but Paul had the biggest cock and he was the only one who's pubic hair was visible.

I felt grandpa slip his hand off my shoulder and it slipped down over my shoulder blade, down over my ribs, over my lower back and onto my bottom, he was pressing his hand against my bottom, easing me forwards to my cousins, "Don't you want to touch them?"

I was still frozen and mute.

"Can I touch them grandpa?"

Dawn was like a bitch on heat, Grandpa just looked from my face to hers and nodded his head, Dawn pulled her own T-shirt off and pulled her skirt down, stepping out of her skirt rather than keeping it around her ankles like the boys had done with their shorts. Dawn still hadn't put her knickers on from her lunchtime appointment with her boyfriend at school.

I watched as Dawn stepped up to Paul, she reached out and put the palm of her hand on his abdomen, she rubbed her hand down as she kissed Paul on his lips, she rubbed down past the side of Paul's cock and when she reached the top of his thigh she slipped her hand over his balls, caressing them gently before stroking her palm up his cock shaft, she twisted her hand, wrapped her fingers around his cock and pulled her fist up his cock. I watched in amazement as a ball of liquid oozed out of the little eye that was just visible above his foreskin.

Dawn pulled her mouth away from Paul's, "Do you skin?"

Paul nodded his head.

Dawn gripped his cock a little tighter just below Paul's cockhead and she pulled his foreskin down, she leaned forward and inspected all around the gap between his foreskin and the underside of his cock's crown.

"You're nice and clean!"

Paul nodded his head and said, "My mum makes us all wash our dicks carefully every day!"

Dawn grinned at his comment and then she dropped down into a squat, knees wide open either side of Pauls legs and her head suddenly dipped forward, she took Paul's cock in her mouth and as she sucked him she was pumping her fist up and down his cocks shaft. I watched as Paul's eyes closed with pleasure, his hips started rocking back and forth and he started breathing heavily. Dawn suddenly stood up, she'd pulled up short of Paul's final pleasure.

Dawn turned sideways on to Paul and she took a step tp the right, she rubbed Ben's cock, Ben was slightly shorter than Paul and his cock was slightly shorter and slimmer than his older brother's. Paul was rubbing his right hand over Dawn's chest, all over the soft, puffy little cones that would one day be her breasts, Dawn rubbed Ben''s cock and then skinned his foreskin down, she inspected his cock and then, she bent at the waist, keeping her legs straight. Dawn sucked Ben's cock and Paul's hand had slipped off of Dawn's chest because it was out of his comfortable reach.

Paul looked at Dawn's bottom waving from side to side as she sucked Ben's cock, he looked from Dawn's bottom to grandpa's face, Grandpa shrugged his shoulders and then he nodded his head. Paul turned so that he was square on to Dawn's bottom, he had one hand on each of her hips and he stepped forward a half pace. I heard a slap, as if Paul had slapped her bum, I looked from Dawn's mouth full of Ben's cock and there was a second slap, Paul was ramming his hips against Dawn's bum.

There was between fifteen and sixteen rapid slaps and Paul's breathing started to increase again like it did when Dawn was sucking him. Dawn hopped away from Paul and I saw Paul's cock was soaking wet and glistening. Dawn moved on to Tom and repeated the process, first rubbing Tom's cock and then peeling it back and checking under his foreskin before she bent over and started sucking. Ben took Paul's vacant spot behind Dawn and the slapping started all over again.

I felt the waistband of my skirt suddenly relax; Grandpa had popped the button and was pulling my zipper down. I felt my skirt slowly slip to the floor, I was standing in my knickers and T-shirt with my skirt forming a puddle around my feet.

Grandpa squatted at my side, he tapped my left ankle, "Lift!"

I lifted my left foot off of the floor and Grandpa pulled my skirt away from my left foot. He tapped my right ankle; he didn't say lift because I'd already picked my right foot off of the floor. Dawn jumped away from Ben and moved on to Alan, the youngest of the brothers and the one with the smallest cock. Tom was like one of the farmyard dogs, he was thrusting his hips and stabbing his cock all around but Dawn had to reach back and guide him the last few inches.

My view of Tom fucking my younger sister while she sucked Alan's cock was suddenly blocked by Paul's face; he had stepped up in front of me and was now kissing me, taking me totally by surprise. Grandpa took my hand and placed it on Paul's cock, Grandpa whispered, "I'm sure Paul would be happy to cum in your hand if you don't want to go further with him this time."

I started rubbing Paul's cock, I heard Grandpa catching Ben's attention, taking Ben away from watching Dawn with two of his brothers. Ben started tugging at my T-shirt; it was pulled all the way off of my upper body forcing Paul to break our kiss. Now I was standing in just my bra and knickers.

Paul was less interested in kissing me now and more interested in looking at my breasts as Ben unfastened my bra. I didn't have big breasts at eleven but I was four or five times bigger than Dawn, actually, I had the biggest breasts of the other girls of my age at school.

Paul started rubbing my breasts as I went back to rubbing his cock with my hand. Ben was now pulling my knickers down, I was totally naked now and Paul's hands were exploring all over my body putting special attention to my pussy, fighting to get a finger into my pussy but I started fighting, Paul had just gone a step too far and I was twisting and turning my hips to shake him off.

Grandpa gave Paul a signal, telling him to calm things down, slow their assault on my body down.

"Sarah...if you aren't willing to let Paul put his finger in your cunt, will you try giving him a suck like Dawn just did?"

I looked over at my grandfather, he smiled at me and nodded his head, "Go on, give it a try!"

I kind of shrugged my shoulders as if I'd given in...resigned myself to sucking Paul's cock.

"Just a minute, Paul, you come over here."

Ben was still behind me, his hands had been on my hips but now he was helping me step out of my knickers. Grandpa had pulled Paul to the sofa, he's pushed Paul down into the left of the three seats and then he gestured me to join him. Tom had just started to grunt a little and Dawn jumped away from him before he could finish his pleasure. Dawn took Alan's hand, he had the smallest of the four cocks and he was probably too small to do Dawn the way his bigger brother's had, Dawn pushed Alan into one of the arm chairs and she knelt at his side, then she straddled his hips. I watched Dawn reach between them as my grandfather pushed me down onto my knees on the floor at Paul's right hand side. As I sank down so did Dawn, I sank onto my knees on the floor, Dawn sank down onto Alan's cock. I saw Dawn start to practice her 'Trot' on top of Alan's cock as grandpa pushed the back of my head down onto Paul's cock.

I could hear Dawn's breathing this time as she didn't have a cock in her mouth; I heard her breathing faster as I sucked at Paul's cock. I felt the sofa bounce; Grandpa was pushing Ben down into the middle seat to my right. Dawn's breathing increased and she gave a little scream of pleasure and then the sound of her riding Alan's cock slowed to a slow walking pace.

Grandpa put his hand on my chin and lifted my face out of Paul's groin. I was pivoted around on my knees so that I was facing Ben and grandpa placed my mouth over Ben's cock. I had my eyes wide open as I sucked Ben's cock, I could see Dawn and Alan again and I watched as Dawn increased through a trot to a canter and then a gallop, this time her mouth fell against Alan's silencing her heavy breathing as they fucked.

Tom was pulled into place to the right of Ben by my grandfather and after ten minutes of sucking Ben's cock I was pulled over Ben's lap so that I could reach Tom's cock. Grandpa patted my bottom and then he put his hands on my buttocks, pulling the gap between my legs as wide open as he could. I felt hot breath between my legs and then I realised that my lower legs were in the space on the sofa where Paul had been sitting and he wasn't there anymore, now he was kneeling behind me and I suddenly felt a tongue licking over my vagina.

I was a little uptight at the feeling of Paul's mouth on my pussy but once the pleasure started I relaxed into the feeling and sucked Tom even harder. I felt strong hands on either side of my head, it was my grandfather and he was dictating the speed and the depth of my sucking, after fifteen minutes I suddenly got a bad taste in my mouth, I tried to pull my mouth off of his cock but my grandfather kept me there and he kept my head bobbing up and down on Tom's cock until he'd finished running through his orgasm, filling my mouth with bitter, salty semen.

"Dad...are you there dad?"

My father had come in through the back door and had called out to his father. There was an explosion of movement, Paul pulled his shorts up, his football shirt was pushed over my head, it was long enough to reach down to my knees so that it looked like I was fully dressed. Dawn was given Ben's shirt, Tom and Alan both got fully dressed in their own clothes.

"In here Johnny, in the games room!"

By the time my dad walked in I was using Paul's controller, Dawn was using Ben's and we were playing a two aside game on the 'X-box' that said it had been running for an hour and the scores were quite high.

My dad thrust a sheaf of papers into his dad's hand, "The transfer papers for the calves that we're sending to France tomorrow, vets certificates and animal passports, the driver will be here at seven o'clock, I'll be over to meet him but as the owner you'll have to sign the forms in front of the driver."

Dawn and I got goodnight kisses from our father and as he left the playroom Dawn burst out laughing, "Sarah...your face was a picture."

"Sarah...Sarah, I asked you what you were about to say?"

"I said I've got Spanish homework so you'll have to help me with it, it'll have to wait until after dinner so I can watch a little TV until then!"

I felt my face colour up red as I was jolted back from two years in the past...from the day that my grandfather taught me to suck a boys cock and I developed my expertise in boys semen, the smell, the taste and the feel of boy''s spunk.

"Well, we're in luck, your cousin Simon here is half Spanish, he talks Spanish most of the time, he can help you with your homework."

There was a grin on my mouth now...'so mummy has joined the family fun game like the rest of us...only daddy left and the whole family will be into incest!' ran through my head.

In the living room Simon was struggling to hold the front of the dressing gown he was wearing closed. The three of us sat on the sofa, "Where's your homework book Sarah?"

"Simon...how the hell did you persuade our mother to give you a blow-job?"

Simon looked shocked but I was one step ahead of him, I pulled the front of his dressing gown open on my side, Dawn did the same on the other side. It was a race between Dawn and me to get Simon's long black cock in our mouths first. We had almost an hour to suck his cock before dinner but neither of us could get him off, not with our mouths or our hands because he'd just cum in our mother's mouth.

We only stopped sucking Simon's cock because our mother had called us to go through for dinner. Over dinner I really gave Simon the third degree, I wanted to know everything about Simon and his father but more importantly, I wanted to know everything about his mother and her family history. Simon's mother's family were on the last slave ship from Africa, just days before the slave trade was made illegal, they had been delivered to Dominican Republic to work on a sugar plantation, they had come from The Congo, I knew that my dad had a book about Congo exploration at around the same time, I often sneaked into his study when I knew that he would be out of the house all day, the book about the Congo was almost a porn book, it was full of pictures of naked men and women and stories of sex in the tropics.

I asked my father if I could look through his biographies in his office to see if I could find out anything about the Congo and the slave trade, I sold it to him on the grounds that it would help me with my end of term history exam. I found the book and it was as sexy as I could remember. I looked through a few more books, just so that he didn't realise that I knew exactly what I was looking for.

I returned to the kitchen just as my dad was once again trying to persuade Simon to take some of his old clothes so he could get dressed. I butted in, "Hey dad, I've found a great book about Africa, I've left it open on your desk at the page about Simon's ancestral village."

'That will put the cat among the pigeons!' I thought to myself. Simon's family history was full of documented examples of incest, they weren't Christian, they didn't have a concept of marriage or of family taboos like incest. The explorers called any woman who had sex with a man his wife, even if she was actually his sister, mother, aunty or even daughter. When I went to bed I heard my mother and Simon fucking in his bedroom, I telephoned my grandfather to tell him what was happening because I knew that grandpa would be able to capitalise on that situation, I could see that Simon had left his light on as he fucked my mother from the crack under the door lighting up the hallway like a low-level flood light and the guest bedroom didn't have curtains at the windows!

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