Key to the Door

The house was quiet when Suzy arrived home. Mum and dad were still out at work and Matty, her younger brother, was still at college. She had taken a half days holiday from the department store she worked at, meaning to relax while she had the house to herself. Dumping her damp coat in the cupboard, she kicked off her shoes and padded barefoot around the lounge watching as the rain outside lashed against the window. She was undecided, tv, or the book she was currently reading. She had got it from one of her friends at work and found it gripping. The storyline was simple, but the descriptions of its sexual content never failed to arouse her. Her immediate thoughts of what she had read the previous evening causing a tingling down below as she pondered whether to go up to her room and read a little more while masturbating.

Once the notion was in her head, there was no denying it, her genitals protesting that they needed some attention. She took the stairs silently, her shoeless feet making no noise on the deep-piled carpet. As she passed her brothers bedroom, she noticed his closed door and stopped momentarily, sure she had heard a noise within. Suzy stood immobile and held her breath as she listened. The whispers and noises from the bedroom conjuring up images in her mind as to what might be taking place on the other side of the wooden obstruction.

Quietly, and ever so slowly, she twisted the handle until the knob had reached its full extent and then pushed the door open swiftly as she bounded into the room.

The sight she saw in that split second before Matty pulled the covers over his nudity and slammed the lid of his laptop shut were imprinted on her brain.

‘What are you doing?’ She asked him with a smirk, she knew exactly what he had been up to. ‘Why aren’t you at college?’

He glared at her for a moment, his pleasures now interrupted.

‘Nothing!’ he exclaimed, but his brightly coloured face told her differently. ‘I’ve got free periods this afternoon so I thought I would study at home.’

‘Show me what you are studying’ Suzy commanded as she squatted on his bed, edging ever closer as Matty tried to keep himself covered.

For some reason, the thought that her eighteen-year-old brother had been masturbating excited her and at the same time, she loved to tease him, knowing full well the anguish he must be going through, caught in the act.

‘Please,’ she wheedled, ‘I won’t tell anyone.’

It took a period of gentle persuasion before he lifted the lid, the blank screen springing back into life as he ran a finger over the touchpad and turned it towards her. Suzy had expected young girls, she had known instantly that he had been browsing porn sites. What she hadn’t been expecting were the pictures of middle-aged women that appeared on the screen, some were solo, others were posing with young men. She pointed to different pictures, Matty opening the photo sets one by one for her as she looked at images of erect cocks filling the orifices of these women who all looked to be enjoying themselves as they got a good fucking.

Suzy’s fanny continued to protest, the images on the screen and her imagination painting pictures in her head of what her brother had been doing, making her hot and wet. Suddenly, she felt the urge, the urge to view her brother’s shaft, would it be large, would it be small, at that moment it didn’t matter so long as she got to see it.

‘Let me, see?’ she requested, Matty, looking at her puzzled, unsure of what she was asking.

Moving around, she forced her hand beneath the covers, her brother trying to protect his nether regions as he suddenly realised where it was heading. Trying to balance the laptop and keep himself covered was an impossible task as Suzy’s hand found the head of his semi-erect shaft, her fingers immediately covered in his pre-cum as she rubbed it into his knob.

Matty tried to object and wriggle away, astonished at what his sister was doing, but with her hand now in contact with his shaft and his arousal already heightened despite her interruption, he found it hard to disentangle her hand as she stroked him.

She smiled to herself as his cock flexed, his eyes fluttering constantly as she gripped him tightly and felt his shaft become fully erect. It was hot to the touch, throbbing in her hand as she eased the skin downwards before sliding it upwards once more as she began to toss him off.

‘Push the covers back so that I can see,’ she pleaded, ‘but keep looking at the pictures.’

Lifting the laptop, Matty had no option but to allow her to push the covers down, his cock springing free and standing erect now that there were no restrictions. Suzy breathed in sharply, she had seen other cocks in the past and she was no longer a virgin, but her brother’s shaft was beautiful. It was what all cocks should be like, she thought, not too long, not too short, smooth with the veins standing proud in its current state of arousal and with a large perfectly pronounced knob which presently shone with its coating of pre-cum.

‘Tell me what you are fantasising about?’ she managed to utter before her compunctions got the better of her and she leant over him, opened her lips, and allowed his cock into her mouth.

It took him a while to start, Suzy’s mouth making it hard for him to speak as she swirled her tongue around and under his knob, sucking and licking as her hand continued to work its way up and down his throbbing lump of meat. He held her spellbound when he did finally speak, Suzy imagining that he had been thinking about a tutor at college, a young woman in town or perhaps a neighbour.

‘Mum is undressing for me, her tits are soft and a little floppy, but her nipples look huge when they are erect. She’s on her knees and she is doing exactly what you are, sucking on my cock as she wank’s me off. I help her to her feet, and she lays back on the bed and opens her legs wide, her fanny is already opening, and I can see the wetness inside as she gently touches herself, teasing me as I stand and masturbate in front of her.’

Matty’s voice faltered as Suzy’s hand speeded up, the images in her mind forcing her free hand beneath her dress and down the front of her knickers as she ran a finger along her slit, juices already leaking from it.

‘She’s beckoning me towards her, pleading with me to shove my cock into her cunt. She grunts and gasps as I slide it into her, her tits starting to wobble and bounce as I begin thrusting, my cock fucking her as she writhes beneath me.’

He was panting as he described the scene to Suzy, his eyes closed and no longer looking at the laptop as his brain and imagination took over, his hips rising with each thrust, forcing his shaft deeper into her mouth.

‘Fucking hell, she feels good, her fanny is still tight, and I can feel it gripping my cock each time I plunge it into her. She’s telling me she is close, asking me to fuck her faster and using coarse language to me. It makes it more erotic as I shag her harder.’

His hips were pushing his cock into her mouth rapidly now as her hand flew up and down his shaft with an urgency. And then he was trying to warn her, but it was far too late, her own arousal was reaching its peak as she felt her cheeks puff outwards and his first spurt of cum coincided with the beginning of her climax. By the time her orgasm had subsided, she had drained him, swallowing every bit of his salty tasting sperm, her panties now sodden from the juices she had secreted.

When she eventually threw herself backwards and relaxed as she tried to slow her breathing, she realised that she had enjoyed every second of what she had just done. ‘Five minutes,’ she thought to herself, ‘and then my book and perhaps another orgasm.’

She hadn’t realised her brother had moved until she felt the draft on her belly and upper thighs his hands quickly pulling the gusset of her knickers to one side. By the time she had opened her eyes and began to push herself up onto her elbows, Matty was between her legs and then she shivered and cried out as his tongue made contact with her cunt.

Now it was her turn to writhe, forcing her pussy tightly against his mouth as his tongue fucked her like some miniature cock. She was completely unconcerned that her dress was up around her waist, her lower half on show as her brother kissed, licked, and sucked at her pussy. She played with her tits, disappointed that in her present position she had no way of baring them as she kneaded her flesh.

‘Jesus. Where did Matty learn to eat fanny like that?’ she thought momentarily before letting the thought slip aside as his lips found her clitoris and he began sucking on it, in between flicking it with his tongue.

Her arousal was escalating, another climax drawing ever nearer as she thrashed about on the bed. Her upper body moved freely, but her lower half was gripped firmly in her brother’s strong hands as he continued to lick at her cunt. And then she could resist him no more as she allowed her orgasm to consume her, her back arching as she called out and wallowed in the pleasure signals flooding her body.

Later and after they had recovered, she asked him.

‘You fantasise about fucking mom?’

Matty nodded his head, a little shamefaced as he tried to explain. ‘God, yeah. I’d love to fuck her. I bet she is a real dirty bitch when she gets going.’

It was the first time Suzy had ever heard her mother described as a “real dirty bitch,” the words conjuring up images of her mum doing similar things with her brother.

‘But then after what has just happened, I’m now wondering what it may be like to fuck you,’ he continued.

Suzy hadn’t even thought that far ahead, it had been an impulsive reaction to catching him masturbating, although she was now besotted with his penis. She hadn’t got past her basic desire of wanting to touch it and to see it spurt when she made him ejaculate. She had never considered the possibility that her brother may want to fuck her. Did she want his cock inside her? Did she want his spunk filling her fanny?

There was no disputing that his technique when eating her pussy had been exquisite, but could he perform the same with his cock in her fanny, and she still wasn’t sure she wanted to find out even though she was quite happy for a repeat performance of what they had just done.

‘We’ll see,’ she said as she swung her legs to the floor, wincing slightly as her wet and soiled panties slid back into place before heading for her bedroom and leaving her brother to return to his porn if he so wished.

After two orgasms, her book was forgotten as she got a dry pair of panties and climbed into them before disappearing downstairs and turning on the tv, something to distract her for the moment and the thoughts that were presently filling her mind.

In bed that night, she cast the book to one side again, it seemed insignificant now after having had her brother’s cock in her hand. Switching out her light and closing her eyes, she found it impossible to settle, images of Matty knelt between her thighs as his shaft plundered her fanny, uppermost in her mind. She was unable to stop her mounting arousal, her hand slipping beneath the covers as her fingers found her quim.

It hadn’t taken long, an almighty explosion overcoming her as she imagined Matty’s shaft bursting inside her. Suzy’s breathing was ragged as she squirmed on her bed, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she virtually felt he brother’s shaft fuck her cunt. She still wasn’t prepared to make a decision, mutual masturbation was one thing, full sex was something else she thought to herself as now fully relaxed, she drifted into sleep.

The journey, one that was made at this time every year on the run-up to Christmas, was the visit to their mum’s sister, Aunt Clodagh. This year it felt different, normally there was the four of them, mum, dad, Suzy and Matty with her father doing the driving. He had complained of not feeling great and had cried off this time with their mum doing the driving instead. It was a fairly long journey, but it was the one time a year that their mother and Clodagh got to see each other as they took up presents and cards.

The start of their trip had been a miserable wet winters day. By the time they reached the halfway point, the rain had stopped but the sky now looked ominous, the onset of this winter’s first snow gently floating down. Normally they would stay the day, spend the night with their aunt and then return the following afternoon. By nine o’clock that night the snow was falling heavily but hopefully, it would have finished and settled by the following morning.

Aunt Clodagh’s house was a rambling affair attached to a smallholding where she kept a few chickens, a cow, and several piglets along with a large vegetable garden. She always prided herself that in the event of a catastrophe, she was self-sufficient.

The house had three floors, the ground floor had a large kitchen and two small lounges with the kitchen being the centre point of the house. In there, you ate, watched tv, and generally relaxed, the large log fire and the cooking range making the room warm and cosy in winter. Upstairs on the first floor, there were three bedrooms and a bathroom/toilet. Normally in the past and when they were younger, one of the bedrooms would be occupied by their mother and father and Suzy and Matty would share the other.

Because they were now so much older, Matty had been relegated to the garret or attic room up on the third floor. He didn’t mind in the slightest, it meant he got the ancient double bed to himself and the vista from the minuscule windows gave him excellent views across the surrounding countryside.

Clodagh had been married once upon a time, but now in her late forties, she was happiest living alone, ‘Men just get under the feet,’ she was wont of saying. She had a ruddy complexion from being continually outdoors and while the years had added extra flesh here and there, she was still a reasonably attractive woman or as Matty whispered to Suzy shortly after their arrival, her tits certainly were. There was no missing Clodagh’s breasts, they entered the room several seconds before the rest of her arrived and had immediately caught his attention.

After an early tea and with his mother and aunt gossiping and catching up with each other’s news, Matty had retired to his attic room. There had been no point in bringing his laptop, the house was too far from anywhere to get an internet signal. He’d brought a book to read but was interrupted before he got started by the sound of footsteps coming up to the top floor.

Suzy entered his room and flopped onto his bed, she was already bored, the sound of the two women chatting in the kitchen drowned out the tv and she didn’t want to appear rude by turning the volume up and so had forsaken it.

Matty had turned on his side as she complained, his hand resting just above her knee.

‘I can keep you occupied for a while,’ he had whispered, Suzy knowing exactly what he was suggesting. Even though it was now several months since they had mutually masturbated each other, she was still in two minds as to whether to go further with him.

‘We can’t,’ she whispered back at him, ‘what if they hear us?’

‘Then you just won’t have to scream as loudly as you did last time.’ That had made her giggle, she had been quite vocal when he kissed and licked her fanny.

His hand gently stroked her leg, edging upwards bit by bit, by the time it disappeared beneath the hem of her skirt, Suzy’s fanny was looking forward to its continuing journey. When he finally slid a finger over the gusset of her panties, she had to restrain herself from crying out.

‘You seem to have wet yourself slightly,’ Matty whispered with a snigger, his fingers applying greater pressure as he stroked her fanny through the thin material of her knickers. ‘Perhaps it may be best if you took them off.’

Raising her hips, she reached beneath her skirt and wriggled out of her panties, tucking them under his pillows just in case someone decided to come up to the attic room. She was just about to settle back when on a whim, she reached under her top and unhooked her bra, managing to remove it while leaving her top in place. Glancing at Matty, his eyes shone, up until now, he still hadn’t seen her tits. Settling down onto the thick, soft mattress, her brother’s hand disappeared back beneath her skirt as he stroked and explored her thighs, her belly and finally her fanny, Suzy jamming a fist into her mouth as a finger slid inside her cunt.

She had to keep pressing her face into the pillows, it helped muffle the noises she was making as her brother fingered her. When he pushed her top up and exposed her titties, covering them in kisses before sucking and nipping at her engorged teats, she could have screamed with the pleasure he was eliciting.

Suzy was unable to stop herself as her hand went to his groin, her fingers fumbling as she tried to unbutton his pants and slide the zip down.

‘The randy bastard,’ she thought as she discovered he wasn’t wearing undies, his shaft springing free once his pants were undone. Wrapping her fingers around it, she started to toss him off, Matty grunting quietly as she increased his arousal. Her fanny was wet through, his fingers making squelching noises as they were thrust into her and then almost to her surprise, she was dragging him on top of her, pushing his pants down more so that she could position his cock.

She felt his knob push against her pussy lips and then he was sliding inside her, her cunt expanding as it welcomed him into her inner sanctum.

Despite her previous reticence, when it had come to it, she was acting like a slut, desperate to have his cock inside her. Suzy turned her face into the pillow again, his constant thrusting making her want to call out as it muffled the groans of pleasure that she was not able to stop. Thankfully, the bed and mattress were so soft and springy that there was very little noise as his cock thudded into her cunt once more.

When he sucked on her nipples as he fucked her, she lost control, her body shivering and shaking as her climax started and then when his cock filled her cunt with his seed, her orgasm consumed her as she went taut, her head going back as she cried out in pleasure, forgetting to try and muffle it.

When she came to, her brother’s hand was still over her mouth, a wide grin split his face. ‘Are you trying to wake the dead?’ he said quietly with a laugh. ‘We’d better get decent quick just in case someone comes to investigate.’

As it was, no one came, thankfully the two women on the ground floor were too engrossed to hear the sounds from above.

Suzy relaxed next to her brother; her body ultimately had made the decision for her. He may be a year and a half younger than her, but his lovemaking had been fantastic. She felt satisfied and happy, knowing she would sleep well tonight and already planning when she could entertain him next.

Together they had gone downstairs later and had supper in the warm kitchen, Aunt Clodagh, asking questions of them both. How were they doing at college, did Suzy have a boyfriend presently, was Matty dating? The usual questions that relatives always asked.

Making their way up to their beds, he left his sister on the first floor as he continued up to his attic bedroom, now lit by the glare from the snow outside which was continuing to fall. He watched it for a while, but there was little to see, the continuous flakes hiding the horizon and all around

He left the light off and blew out the paraffin heater before scrambling into bed, the room beginning to chill as he curled up beneath the covers and got warm again before stretching out.

He’d been staring into space, thinking about what he and his sister had done tonight when his thoughts were interrupted as he heard his mother and aunt Clodagh come up to bed. He was just about to turn on his side and snuggle down when suddenly a ring of light appeared on his ceiling.

He stared at it for a moment, wondering where it had come from, automatically looking to the curtains to see if any kind of light was getting through. ‘It was the wrong angle,’ he thought as he sat up in bed, trying to judge where the source was.

The circle of light was like a torch beam, and he could see the minute specks of dust swirling in it as he looked to the floor and noticed an exceedingly small pinprick of light.

Climbing carefully from the bed, he went over to it and knelt, finding that he had to lower himself completely and put his eyes to the hole before he could see anything.

He was amazed to find that he was looking into the bedroom below, his view confined to the bed beneath and perhaps a few feet on either side of it. Someone was moving around the room, but he was only able to view their extremities and had no idea who it was as he tried to calculate whose bedroom was beneath him.

At last, the person sat on the edge of the bed, Matty now able to make out that it was his aunt and then again, much to his astonishment, she began to undress. First came her blouse and then her bra as she scratched beneath her tits. His breathing was fast and loud and for a second, he wondered if she would be able to hear him as he held his breath and tried to control it. Next came her skirt and then her knickers, Matty catching sight of her bare arse as she disappeared with the clothes.

He waited patiently, his hand over his mouth as he continued trying to slow his ragged breathing, the first stirring of an erection pushing against the floor. She was back, messing with something he could not see as she had her naked back to him, Matty wishing she would hurry up, but at the same time worrying that she would put on a nightdress before she turned around.

At long last, she puffed up her pillows and propped them against the bedhead before swivelling and lying prone beneath him. She put on her glasses and from next to her bed, picked up a book as she started reading.

Matty couldn’t believe his luck as he continued to watch her lying naked below him. Her tits were magnificent, large, and perfectly rounded with darker centres. Her pubes matched the colour of her dirty blond hair and as he watched, she opened her legs and scratched her fanny.

Matty ground his cock against the hard floor, trying to ease the tension that was currently building there as he continued to watch his aunt below. Presently, she wasn’t doing anything except lying there and reading as he memorised what she looked like. Occasionally her hand would stray, scratching at an orb or her groin, Matty’s hand now beneath him as he rubbed at his shaft.

Ever so slowly and carefully, he adjusted his position, turning his body slightly so that he could masturbate, but at the same time, keeping his eye pressed firmly against the minute hole.

Her hand drifted downwards again, another scratch he presumed, but this time it lingered there, his aunt rubbing it through her pubes and then between her legs. He wondered what she was reading, something that was arousing her it seemed as she opened her legs a little wider and ran a finger along her slit.

‘Jesus, he was going to shoot his load in no time if he wasn’t careful.’ slowing his hand and going back to teasing his shaft.

Clodagh’s book had been discarded, her fingers now pummelling her cunt as she raised her legs and opened them wide, giving him the perfect view as she continued to finger herself. Her other hand was now massaging her tits, pushing, squeezing, and at one point, she got the hand beneath her left breast as she raised it and sucked at her nipple.

Matty couldn’t hear her making any noise, maybe that was because she had company or maybe the floor deadened any sound she made, whichever it was, it didn’t matter as he just knew that she was climaxing, her eyes fixated on the ceiling above her and her body wobbling as she orgasmed. His cock jerked in his hand, and he wanted to moan loudly as cum blasted from the tip of his shaft, making a puddle on the floor, and covering his hand.

Whatever his obsession with his mother, she had just been relegated, Aunt Clodagh, taking her place as his masturbatory fantasy.

The following morning, they were all up bright and early, washed and dressed and ready for breakfast after which it would be the return journey home. When Matty had drawn back his curtains first thing he couldn’t believe the scene outside his window, whichever way he looked, everything was covered in a blanket of white snow and with the look of the sky, there was plenty more to come.

Aunt Clodagh had warned that the going may be tough, but his mum was convinced that once away from the house and the country lanes the going would be easier and especially once she reached the motorway.

They left just before mid-day, once Matty and his aunt had been outside and cleared a path to the car and then brushed all the snow from it. The going was very slow on the lanes, his mother having to avoid snowdrifts and occasionally, backing up and taking a different route.

‘We’ll be fine once we hit the motorway,’ she kept saying. But as Suzy and Matty looked at each other, both of them doubted it.

When they did finally get to the main roundabout, their mother was disappointed to find a police car parked sideways across the road, its blue flashing lights illuminating the snow which had started to fall again.

They had already been on the road an hour as she wound her window down, the officer standing next to the driver’s door.

‘Where are you trying to get to Madam?’ he asked, chuckling when she told him her destination. ‘Have you come far?’

Their mother explained that they had been visiting her sister and were trying to get home.

‘Well, you’re not going to get through this way. Your best bet is to turn around and go back to your sisters and wait it out. The last thing you want is to get stuck in the middle of nowhere in these conditions.’

Their mother took the officers advice, turning the car around and heading back the way they had come, struggling at times as the wind had now constructed new banks of snow which hadn’t been there previously. It took them an hour and a half of detouring before she was back at her sister’s house once more, Clodagh had the door open ready as they pulled up out front.

‘I did wonder,’ she said, ‘when it snows here, we get it bad. It could be a couple of days before it’s clear enough to head home.

They hadn’t packed to be away more than one night, only bringing the clothes they journeyed in and a change, to journey home with the next day. Their mother would suffice, she could borrow some of her sister’s to tide her over, and Clodagh said that at a push she could find something for Suzy to wear. The problem was Matty.

‘I have got a few of my husband’s old clothes, but they won’t be modern and certainly not fashionable.’

Matty wasn’t bothered what he wore presently, it wasn’t like they were going anywhere or that anyone was visiting, the snow continuing to fall and build up outside. What was currently going through his mind was perhaps the opportunity to see his aunt naked again that night, and if he was lucky, maybe playing with herself once more.

Taking their things back up to their bedrooms, Matty had to put the attic light on because it was so dull in the room. He suddenly had a thought, if he could see a pool of light when the attic was in darkness and his aunts light was on below, did it work the other way around. If he had his light on and she walked into her darkened bedroom, would she notice the pinprick of light?

He glanced around and decided that the old rug at the side of his bed would do as he lifted it and placed it over where the hole was located, ‘That would stop the light showing below,’ he thought as he unpacked the few things he had brought.

Clodagh had plenty of food in and was in the process of making fresh bread as his mother phoned their father to say they would be away for a second night. He told her not to worry and that he was feeling better. He could manage alone until they returned.

Their mum and aunt were in the kitchen while Matty and Suzy had ventured outside, but the snow was blizzarding and the cold wind quickly chilled them as they returned to the house and made for their bedrooms to read the books they had brought with them.

It wasn’t long before Suzy was up in the attic room as she plonked herself on the large bed, Matty closing his book and putting it to one side.

‘Explain to me this fascination with mum. Do you really think about fucking her?’

Matty shrugged his shoulders, he didn’t really understand it himself. She had never said or done anything to incite his desires, he just found himself thinking about her one day and his thoughts had quickly progressed to wondering what she was like in bed.

‘Forget about mum for the moment,’ he said, ‘have you seen how Clodagh’s tits wobble when she moves.’ Suzy laughed; she knew by now her brother’s obsession with breasts.

‘And she was playing with herself last night. Fingering herself.

Suzy looked at him in disbelief. ‘And how would you know?’ she scoffed, ‘did Aunt Clodagh invite you down there to watch,’ she asked, her voice dripping sarcasm.

Matty climbed from the bed and went over to the rug, beckoning his sister to join him. Rolling it back, he instructed her to lie down and put her eye to the tiny hole, Suzy amazed as she peered into the bedroom below. She sat upright, looking at her brother.

‘When she came to bed last night, it was dark up here. Her light shone on the ceiling, and I discovered this hole. At first, she just laid on her bed and read a book, but it must have been exciting because, after that, she started playing with herself.’

Suzy felt the thrill seep into her body as she imagined her brother laid here staring down at their aunt.

‘What did you do?’ she asked excitedly.

‘What do you think I did?’ Matty said with a grin.

‘Do you think she’ll do it again tonight,’ Suzy asked. Matty shrugged his shoulders, but his expression told her that he hoped so.

‘I’ll pretend to go to bed later and then when the coasts clear, I’ll sneak up here.’

He could tell the idea was exciting her, helped by his hand which was caressing her upper thighs and bottom.

True to her word she was back in his room by ten that night having stuffed pillows beneath her covers to make it look like she was in bed asleep.

They waited slightly impatiently in the dark for their mother and aunt to come to bed, snuggled together beneath the covers to ward off the chill of the room. Suzy had to restrict her brother’s hands, if she allowed him to continue doing things to her, she would be far too engrossed by the time her aunt entered her bedroom.

Clodagh had lent her an old dressing gown and she kept it tightly wrapped around her as the circle of light appeared on the ceiling.

Suzy was eager to go first, placing her eye over the hole, a minute passed, and she levered herself up.

‘I can’t see anything,’ she whispered.

Matty put his mouth close to her ear as he whispered back. ‘It was the same last night. She messes about at first before sitting on the edge of her bed.’

Suzy lowered herself and continued to watch until suddenly her hand moved, and she gave him the thumbs-up sign. When at last she did sit up and relinquish her position, her voice sounded excited.

‘She’s laid on her bed naked and keeps touching herself.’

There had been no prelude of reading tonight, their aunt getting straight down to business. Pressing his eyes against the hole, his view was the same as the previous evening, Clodagh laid on her bed with her legs open as she fingered her fanny. Immediately, his cock began to thicken and protest that it needed attention.

They swapped again, Suzy peering downwards as her breathing increased, partly because of what she was watching, but also because her brother’s fingers had found her cunt and were presently teasing it open. Another swap and Suzy got her own back, her hand gripping his shaft as she tossed him off.

They continued to take it in turns as they watched Clodagh, please herself, their arousal building steadily as whichever one of them was peering downwards got played with and teased, both Matty and Suzy were desperate to fuckby that stage. When at last their aunt climaxed, he allowed his sister to watch, his fingers sliding into her cunt which was presently wet and ripe.

When Clodagh’s light went off, they moved slowly and carefully, Matty dragging the rug back into place as together they snuggled beneath the covers. The room was cold and the last thirty minutes lying on the floor had taken its toll. As they warmed, Suzy discarded the dressing gown, pressing her body against her brother who felt hot to the touch.

‘I want to fuck you, he whispered.’

Suzy also wanted to fuck, but there was a problem. Whilst her mum and aunt had not heard them when they had been down in the kitchen, now Clodagh was in the bedroom below and as quiet as the bed was, Suzy knew she couldn’t remain completely quiet.

‘I have an idea,’ she whispered, diving under the covers and spinning around so that they now laid top to toe.

She worked on his flaccid cock, soon getting it hard and throbbing once more before taking it into her warm mouth as she began to lick, suck, and toss him off slowly. Cocking a leg, she created space for Matty as she felt his breath on her cunt.

Suzy tried to groan as his fingers opened her fanny, but with a mouth full of cock, very little was heard in the room. Matty picked up the scent of her musk, his head now between her thighs as he clamped his mouth against her fanny and poked his tongue into her slit.

Their lust was insatiable, both of them now highly aroused as they squirmed against each other’s bodies, Matty’s hips trying to fuck his sisters face as she ground her cunt against his mouth. He knew he was ever so close, desperate to empty his sack. Concentrating on her clit, he sucked and nibbled on it at the same time as he inserted a finger into her cunt and got it juiced up. Just before he ejaculated, filling her mouth with his cream, he rammed the digit up her anus, her body shaking as it caused her to climax.

Throughout it all, the room had remained silent, just the slightest creak of the bed as they twisted, turned, and orgasmed together.

He didn’t know at what point his sister had disappeared down to her bedroom as they had fallen asleep together after their coupling. When he awoke the next morning and opened his curtains, he had to put his hand up to shield his eyes as the sun glared off the brilliant white snow. The sky was blue and inviting looking, but when he opened a window, the blast of cold air soon had him closing it rapidly.

At first, he couldn’t spot the car, buried beneath its white blanket. The snow looked deep, in places, even covering the fence tops and the vista was more akin to the arctic tundra than the normal countryside.

After a hearty breakfast and in some of the old clothes Clodagh had provided, he joined her outdoors, well rugged up against the cold as they cleared a path to the car and brushed the snow off it and then a path to the animal shed and pens. Surprisingly, it was warm inside the building with the animals as his aunt put down new bedding and fed them. The hens were in their coup and that was the next job as they cleared a path to the henhouse and collected some eggs.

Back in the shed, she put the basket of eggs to one side and refilled the large bowls with fresh drinking water. Matty watched her as she worked, not for her several layers of clothes like he was wearing, a pair of jeans which fitted snuggly across her arse and displayed her buttocks, a checked work shirt which struggled to contain her breasts and a body warmer sufficed to keep her warm enough as she went about her jobs.

Several times she had caught him looking at her, especially when she was bent over.

‘Ast’sen owt ya loike?’ (Have you seen anything you like) she suddenly asked, aware that he had been staring at her bottom.

She laughed as Matty went bright red and began stuttering. ‘Na’then Matthew, I’m not blind tha knows.’ It was said again in her thick accent which made some of the words difficult for him to understand as she chuckled away. She did it on purpose, able to speak normally when required, but when she wanted to tease him, she would revert to the old way of speaking.

‘Oather ther’s summat wrang wi’mi bum, or tha’s tekan a shine t’wit. Y’ve dun nowt but sken it sin we’ve cum owt.’ (Either there is something wrong with my bottom or you have taken a shine to it. You have done nothing but look at it since we came outside.) She laughed uproariously again having continued in her accent, knowing full well that he couldn’t understand half of what she had said.

‘I’m sorry, I mustn’t tease,’ she said once she had calmed herself. ‘did you see anything you liked last night?’ She started laughing again because his face looked stricken, how the hell did she know he had been watching her, he wondered.

‘Hang on here for five minutes and I’ll be back.’ She disappeared towards the house, appearing again shortly with a flask and two large mugs, proceeding to pour hot coffee into each. ‘Take it easy, there’s a good measure of brandy in there, it will warm us up.

Matty still hadn’t been able to say anything, shaken and embarrassed as he continued to wonder how she knew.

‘It’s alright. It doesn’t bother me. My husband put it there, he liked to watch me play with myself.’

He was amazed at his aunt’s candidness, talking openly about sex and unconcerned about the fact that he had spied on her. ‘I’d forgotten how exciting it was to have someone watch me. I hope I didn’t disappoint?’

The brandy was doing its job of loosening his tongue and reducing his embarrassment, especially when she asked what he did while watching her.

The brandy gave him bravado as he told her in detail what he had been doing, suddenly noting the excitement in his aunt’s eyes when he mentioned the words “cock” and “masturbation”.

‘Well, with the look of the weather, you’re going to be here a few more nights yet. You could always come and visit me one night. If you wanted to of course.’ Clodagh left it at that as they finished their coffee’s, and she shook out the mugs. ‘Let’s get back into the warmth,’ she said as she headed towards the house.

Matty followed her indoors, hanging around downstairs for a while before heading for his bedroom and knowing his sister would follow shortly. With both of them relaxing on his bed, he just suddenly dropped his bombshell.

‘Aunt Clodagh knows I was watching her last night,’ Now it was Suzy’s turn to look worried. ‘It’s alright, she doesn’t know you were up here with me.’

‘What did she say? Did she go mad, is she going to tell mum?’

Matty kept her in suspense for a moment until his face broke into a grin. He shook his head, ‘She was quite happy for me to watch her. Said it gave her a thrill. Also said I should visit her room one night if I want to.’

Suzy could hardly contain herself, ‘You should…… you must go down there. But let me know when…… and I can watch from up here.’

The thought made him nervous, Aunt Clodagh wasn’t Suzy, she was a lot older. Would he end up looking a fool?

It wasn’t to be that evening; he was leaving it until the following evening. The next day, while no more snow had fallen, there was still no chance of getting out yet, their mother panicking a bit and phoning their father constantly, worried that they wouldn’t be home in time for Christmas.

When he got the chance, again agreeing to give Clodagh a hand with the animals, he asked her shyly if she had meant what she said and if that night would be appropriate. Again, she gave him that hearty laugh, but this time it seemed deeper and sexier as she grabbed him and hugged him to her ample chest.

Initially, he felt embarrassed as she wrapped her arms around him, his cock reacting to the feel of her magnificent tits squashed against his chest. But he needn’t have been, Clodagh was more excited at the realisation that someone far younger than she was, found her sexually desirable.

Matty hadn’t been quite prepared for how excited she was, watching in wonder as she undid several buttons on her shirt, took his hand, and shoved it inside the massive cup of her bra. His cold fingers brought her nipple instantly erect as he rolled it between finger and thumb, the animals joining in the chorus as Clodagh sang out loudly.

Unfastening a couple more buttons, she dragged her tit from its cup, Matty getting his first close-up look as her glorious mammary and unable to resist the temptation as he dipped his head and took her nipple in his mouth. Clodagh squealed and the animals joined in again, Matty trying to support her when he placed his hand between her legs, and they turned to jelly.

‘Jesus. Oh, my giddy aunt, just a little bit more.’ Matty sucked harder at her teat, nipping it between his teeth and running his tongue over it as he increased the pressure between her legs.

‘Oh, you beautiful boy, Oh yes, that’s it. God, you’re making me cum!’

It took all his strength to keep her upright as she shook, her tit bouncing around as he tried to keep his mouth latched onto her nipple.

When she finally stopped the hand rubbing at her fanny, she was flushed far more than normal, and she was panting as she held onto him until she could speak.

‘Oh my. My oh my. You promise you will come to me tonight.’ She wasn’t asking, to Matty she sounded more like she was pleading.

‘I promise. Once everyone is in bed. I’ll give them chance to fall asleep and then I will come to your bedroom.’

Clodagh could hardly contain her excitement as she tucked her breast back into her bra and refastened the buttons on her shirt.

‘May I?’ she asked him before placing the flat of her hand in his groin and tracing the length of his cock, her eyes ablaze with lust and Matty wondering if she was going to swoon on him.

The last thing she did was to take his face in her hands as her lips came closer and then she kissed him, Matty enjoying every sweet moment of it as his hands wandered and he thrust his erection against her mound, grinding his pelvis into her so that she knew what he desired.

He was starting to get cold, Clodagh looking like she was going to burst into flames at any second as they left the animal shed and stamped through the snow back towards the house.

‘You promise? Tonight?’ was the last thing she said just before they entered the kitchen. Matty giving her a smile and a nod and then taking her by surprise as he pinched her bum and gave it a good patting, Clodagh coming out with her deep sexy laugh again.

‘You bad, bad boy,’ she whispered.

Up in his attic room, he heard the others come upstairs to bed. Twenty minutes passed and he caught the faint sound of footsteps stealthily creeping up to his bedroom as his sister’s excited face appeared around his door.

‘Nervous?’ she asked him as she snuggled beneath his covers, her body touching his.

He had thought he would be, but after that afternoon’s episode, he felt confident that he could satisfy his aunt.

He gave it another fifteen minutes before kissing his sister and then as quietly as he could, snuck down the stairs, using his hands to guide him now that all the lights were off. His Aunts room was the only one with a dim light showing underneath the door as he gently rapped on it and waited.

The door opened slowly, Clodagh wearing nothing but the sheerest of negligee’s tied at her bosom as she ushered him into her room. Dressed in only a pair of pyjama bottoms, it didn’t take his cock long to react as he caught sight of her darker nipples and the neatly trimmed pubic mound through the translucent material.

Even before the door had closed properly, Clodagh was on him, her lips pressed firmly against his own and her tongue already invading his mouth as she ground herself against his erection. As quickly as he could, he edged her towards the bed, aware that his sister above would be waiting to see what was happening.

Knelt between her open thighs, he surveyed her milky white flesh, taking a moment before he pulled at the silky cord and then threw open her negligee, exposing her naked body to him. Leaning forward, he kissed her again, from her mouth he went to her neck and earlobes and thence to her upper chest trying to get his hands around her tits and failing miserably as he showered her nipples with kisses and sucked ferociously on each teat.

Talk about his sister being vocal, he just hoped his mother was well asleep with the noise his aunt was making.

Above them, Suzy already had a finger inside her pussy, her eye glued to the hole as she watched her brother perform, for a moment wishing to change places with her aunt.

Down he went again, across her ribs and stomach, across her belly and to her mound as his nose picked up the aromas of powder and musk. By now he was nearly hanging off the foot of the bed as he slid forward between her thighs and got his first closeup view of her vagina, her lips puffy and open as they awaited his inspection.

‘Jesus!’ The shriek, while only lasting seconds before she pulled a pillow over her face, had been loud, Clodagh shaking and trembling as his mouth pressed against her cunt and his tongue slid into her already wet passage.

She kept it there as he went to work on her fanny, his tongue licking and penetrating as he kissed and sucked at the pink moist flesh. Her body twisted and convulsed as she trembled, all the while using the pillow to deaden her screams. He felt her thighs grip his head tightly when he turned his attention to her clit, exposing the tiny bud as again he licked and sucked, Clodagh visibly shuddering now as she began to climax. Her juices splashed his face and entered his mouth as he kept it clamped against her cunt, his hands gripping her buttocks as she twisted on the bed until she lowered the pillow enough to beg him to give her a minute.

Above them, Suzy had already achieved her first orgasm despite the cold of the room. Taking a moment, she dragged some of the covers off the bed and wrapped herself in them as her eye went back to the minute hole.

Matty was already knelt between his aunt’s thighs, by now desperate to dip his wick. As she removed the pillow from her face and squinted in his direction, he rammed his cock up her flue. Her face went a darker shade, her mouth opening, and her eyes fixated on him as she gasped.

‘Jesus, oh fuck, Jesus Christ!’

Clodagh blasphemed continually as Matty commenced fucking her, slowly at first but then faster as he watched her massive tits bounce back and forwards, the slight belly she had, following in a similar fashion. Despite his constants warnings to ‘Hush,’ his aunt was vocal, and he worried occasionally if it would wake his mother, but his arousal and lust were too insistent now as he ploughed her cunt, riding this enigmatic woman who writhed beneath him, urging him to fuck her faster and harder.

Withdrawing his shaft, he rubbed it against her piss-flaps and her clit, teasing her as he molested her massive hooters. And then he was back in her sloppy cunt, racing for the finishing line, squelching noises filling the room as his hips became a blur and he shagged her as if his life depended on it.

Matty’s breathing was ragged, gulping in oxygen continually as his body began to tire. Clodagh seemed to freeze for a second, staring at him with unseeing eyes. And then she exploded as her climax and orgasm convulsed her, her body thrashing and her arms flailing as she was pushed over the edge and her body was consumed by the waves of pleasure flooding through her system.

Exhausted, Matty slumped down next to her, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he dragged air into his lungs. Presently, Clodagh seemed to be somewhere else, her eyes closed as she mumbled to herself, her tits rising and falling in time with his own chest.

Up above, Suzy’s cunt felt raw, she had lost track of how many orgasms she’d had. She was desperately jealous as well, wishing her brother would now return and give her a good seeing too.

Matty just couldn’t stop his obsession with his aunt’s tits, he could die between them and go to heaven he was thinking, his cock beginning to stir again as he watched them jiggle as his hand explored the large expanse of flesh and especially her elongated nipples.

Clodagh seemed unsteady as she came back to reality, sitting uptight and then shuffling about on the bed as she straddled his hips, her fanny pressing against his new erection.

She wasn’t a big woman, probably her figure was similar to his mother’s, it was just her tits that made her appear larger than she was. She moved back slightly, releasing his shaft as she wrapped her hand around it, slowly manipulating the flesh as she began to toss him off.

Matty retaliated, propping pillows behind him so that he could reach out to the cleft at her groin and gently massage her clit. Clodagh reacted immediately, her eyes going dreamily looking as he massaged the tiny bud. When his other hand reached up and started to pull and twist at her nipples, her arousal ratcheted up swiftly. It seemed that he could excite her and make her climax simply by playing with her teats.

As her lust escalated, she raised her bottom, pulled his shaft upright and slammed herself down onto it, gulping rapidly as he filled her cunt once more. And then she was off, talking to herself as she rocked back and forward, her outstretched arms and hands resting on his chest as she supported herself, her tits swinging with a hypnotising rhythm.

Matty caressed the still firm flesh, periodically tweaking her nipples as her excitement got louder. And then as her breathing got faster and ragged, he gripped her buttocks, holding her aloft as he raised his knees and planted his feet.

It was like a hammer blow as his hips thrust upwards and he impaled his aunt on his shaft. He held her there for a moment, shuddering and trying to breathe as he slowly withdrew, and then he fucked her fast and hard.

For Clodagh, it was like trying to ride a bucking bronco, she simply hung on for dear life as Matty’s cock pounded her cunt, her eyes screwed shut and spittle dripping from her bottom lip as he took her to the clifftop and then pushed her off. Her body was in freefall, the powerful sensations ripping her apart, every nerve ending coming alive as her orgasm exploded within her and she felt her nephews cum fill her fanny.

Clodagh was sound asleep when he finally left her bedroom on rubbery legs and silently made his way up to his attic room. He had hoped perhaps that Suzy may still be there but was disappointed to find that she had gone.

She had left earlier, covering the hole over before she went At one point she had been determined to wait for her brother, but her fanny could take no more and she was exhausted. Suzy was feeling despondent as she made her way towards her bedroom, on the first floor she could hear the noises coming from her aunt’s room which only served to make her feel more miserable as she slipped into her room and crawled beneath her covers.

It wasn’t Matty’s fault, she was the one who had been eager to have him fuck their aunt so that she could watch. It wasn’t the best idea she’d ever had.

Their mother was the first one up and about the next morning, the other three sleeping in late. Outside the snow was starting to melt, although it was still a little too deep in the lanes yet. Another day and then perhaps it was time to make another attempt at heading for home she thought, determined to reach there before Christmas day.

As on other mornings, after breakfast and dressed against the chill, Matty had gone out with his aunt to tend to the animals. She had brought a flask with her this time and after the chores were completed, they sat in the animal shed and had a hot drink.

Clodagh was the one to eventually get started. ‘I’m fucked. You well and truly fucked me last night. You do know,’ she said slyly, ‘that you can come up here whenever you want to. You know…… half terms, summer holidays. You will always be welcome. You could get the train up and I’d pick you up from the station. Stay as long as you want.’ Matty could see the lust and desperation in her eyes which looked kind of sad.

Placing his cup to one side he stood and moved closer to her as he brushed the hair from her face. ‘It’s nearly Christmas, and I’ve no excuse not to go home,’ he told her softly. ‘but I have a feeling that we haven’t finished with each other yet. I promise I’ll be back; it will be half term before you know it and then…… well by then you will be gagging for it again,’ he told her mischievously before cupping her face and kissing her.

He revelled in the feeling of her breasts pushing against him once more and if he’d had his way, he would have stripped her and fucked in the animal pens. But it was too cold, and he had no guarantee that his sister or mother wouldn’t come looking for them at some point.

Clodagh clasped his hand as they headed back towards the house, only letting go of him just before they entered.

‘Make sure you have everything packed ready,’ their mother told them, ‘I want to make an early start in the morning all being well.’

He’d asked Clodagh if she wanted him to visit her again that final evening. She had told no, ‘Far too risky, we pushed our luck last night. I’d rather wait until I have you all to myself.’

Suzy had been unusually quiet all day. Matty intimated with his head late afternoon that she should join him upstairs. Once up in his room he asked her what was wrong.

‘Nothing. I’m just being stupid,’ she replied.

Lying together on his bed, he wrapped his arms around her as she snuggled closely against him, resting her head on his shoulder. Matty was beginning to get an inkling of what may be wrong.

‘Not as much fun as you expected watching me have sex with someone else?’

Suzy bit her lip and nodded her head.

‘Look, one more night and we’ll be home. It’s nearly Christmas, we both have some time off and well, I’m sure we will be able to find time to fuck each other brains out. Suzy laughed at his choice of words, turning her face towards him, and rewarded as his lips made contact with hers.

Matty got a good night’s sleep although he did have stimulating dreams. He was fucking his sister when her tits slowly began to grow until they were enormous. When he looked into her face, Clodagh grinned back at him, his cock exploding inside her pussy and waking the next morning with a crusty layer covering his stomach.

After breakfast, they loaded their belongings into the car and then said their goodbye’s. He would have liked some time alone with his aunt to say it properly, but it wasn’t to be, their eyes conveying a certain understanding. And then they were off as they waved out of the car windows.

The journey home, as expected took longer than normal, but at last, they were out on the motorway, and they would be back in the next thirty minutes or so.

Once home it had been a mad rush getting everything ready for Christmas day, Matty and Suzy never getting a chance as yet to resume their relationship

The big day arrived, Christmas in their own home, their father recovered and back to his cheery self. Both their parents had drunk too much during the day and they wished their children goodnight as they toddled off to their bed.

Suzy and Matty watched tv for a while longer, he sat in the corner of the couch and his sister lounging with her head in his lap.

Their parents had been upstairs an hour when she asked. ‘Do you think we dare?’

‘I’ll go first and put my pyjama’s on,’ he told her, ‘I’ll see if it sounds like mum and dad are asleep. If they are, you nip up and get changed.’

He was gone ten minutes, returning with a grin. ‘Up you go, go and get undressed.’ It was the way he said it that sent a shiver down Suzy’s spine.

They turned the tv down low, loud enough to mask any noise they made but low enough that they should hear if one of their parents decided to come downstairs. They were watching, but not really concentrating on the screen, back in their former positions. Now, Matty had his hand beneath his sisters top as he gently massaged her tits and added to her arousal by rolling her erect nipples between finger and thumb.

With her head in his lap, Suzy could feel his erection jerking against her cheek. Turning her head sideways, she extracted his shaft, again marvelling at the heat emanating from it as she wrapped her hand around it, pulled it down and enveloped its knob with her lips.

Matty closed his eyes, his arousal increasing as her tongue went to work on him. He leant sideways so that he could better reach her groin as his hand slid inside her pyjama bottoms and across her mound before curving between her legs. Suzy grunted as he slid a finger into her quim, grunting again as he slid a second inside her, fingering her cunt as her arousal increased and caught up with his own.

By now the tv had been forgotten, Suzy wanted his cock inside her and it was only a question of where they were going to fuck. Matty told her to sit up as he stretched out lengthways on the couch.

Snuggle up in front of me, but with your back to me,’ he instructed his sister.

Once Suzy was comfy, he pushed her pyjamas down at the rear and then slid his cock between her thighs, his knob ruby against her fanny lips as he teased her, his hand back beneath her top as he continued to play with her tits. She hadn’t lasted long like that, desperate now to have his prick inside her.

Suzy adjusted herself, reaching between her legs and grabbing his cock, urging him to slide forwards and then it was inside her fanny as her brother seductively shagged her.

It was a good job she mostly had her pyjama’s on because she lost plenty of fluid, enough that it would have stained the furniture. It hadn’t taken Matty long to make her climax, the tv masking the sound of her cries as she orgasmed. He hadn’t given her a chance to recover, his cock continuing to penetrate her cunt as his thrusting continued.

He’d built her steadily to a second orgasm as her insides erupted once more, but she wanted more than that, she had wanted to see him as she slipped from the couch, got naked and lay in front of the slowly dying fire with her legs open ready.

Matty ditched his pyjamas, joining her in the nude as he knelt between her thighs and inserted his cock into her cunt. As his hips and shaft fucked her, she pulled his face down, his lips pressing frantically against his as they kissed, her excitement mounting again.

When at last he ejaculated inside her, Suzy had convinced herself that she was in love with him, no one else had ever made her feel like this, her orgasm spinning her out of control, her body submitting to whatever he decided to do to her.

Boxing day, Suzy and their father had gone out for a walk, Matty had been going to join them, but for some reason, his mother had quietly asked him to stay behind because she needed to talk to him.

‘Privately,’ she had said.

He wondered what it was as he sat at the dining table, his mother appearing with two coffee cups.

‘How did you find your Aunt Clodagh, everything alright?’ she asked.

Matty nodded, but with a puzzled look on his face, not really sure what his mother was asking.

She took a sip of her coffee, cradling the cup in her hands.

‘I know what my sister can be like. I presume she made a play for you or propositioned you. You don’t need to deny it, I know you succumbed, she never could be quiet in the bedroom. Just so long as she didn’t force you into anything you didn’t want to do.’