CHARLES, MY NEPHEW
Over Easter 2013, James (my husband’s elder brother) and his wife Karen (plus their 2 boys) had arrived to stay with us for 3 days; at the time James was still serving in Germany and they had a few days back in England.
On the first night we all ended up doing a full open swap for the first time (that is all in the same room); although the four of us had previously swapped, it was to individual bedrooms. Through James over the years, I’d found out that Karen was not quite the respectable officer’s wife that she posed as, but then again I wasn’t any better. In my pillow talk with James I found out that being in Germany had considerable advantages for going through with many sexual deviations, sufficient to say at this moment they both took advantages of these opportunities, especially Karen.
The first night we swapped and broke the ice by playing a version of strip poker, but it was done quite late at night, us women had ‘dressed in sexy lingerie’ for the game which as these things do, moved from a removal of clothes to doing short sex acts which became more outrageous as the drink was consumed, with both us women consuming the men’s piss and each other’s and our inhibitions fell away, before we departed for bed with the other’s spouse.
The following night later James suggested we play again, I think we all knew it would happen again, but this time unlike the night before which was spontaneous, both Karen and I were ’dressed’ for game. Karen did protested that it was too early, being still a good hour off the boy’s bedtime, he just said – “I know” – Karen looked at me, raised an eyebrow, I saw that she was up for it and a bolt of sexual tension ran up my spine.
The four of us had been quaffing wine over dinner and in the last hour before we started. We were in the family room whilst the 4 boys were all next door in the lounge watching TV or on the Xbox. The possibility of one of them coming in to ask for something was very high. The tension in our room was palpable, the previous time we played we had all been reckless, now it was more considered and calculated, however whether she realised it or not Karen had the odds stacked against her, because I wasn’t sure if it was the thought of her being seen naked bar high heels and stocking by her own sons or by mine, that aroused me more. Maybe it was them seeing me!
In fact had we not drunk so much wine, we might have been more logical and worked out that the boys weren’t going to go to bed until told too; we should have also worked out that the proceedings were being watched by 4 pairs of eyes –something I only found out much later. The game we played was a ‘once off – it stays off’. Soon Karen was the first down to just heels and stockings then me. From then on it was a series of forfeits done by one of us wives to see who was the boldest or who would back down first. We moved through, prolonged kissing; cock sucking; anal rimming; 2 minute fucking; arse to mouth, drinking glass of pee; From then on it became a matter of her turn – my turn the cards were more or less forgotten. I had to go get ice from the kitchen as I was; Karen had to go upstairs and put on her new sexy patent leather boots with lovely 6” heels (Christmas present); I had to go fetch my little box of S & M toys which were then used on us both, nipple clamps, hot wax etc. All the time the men were keeping us in high arousal with stimulation.
I knew – as did Karen the situation was leading to one final forfeit. That would be for her or me to go right into the same room as the boys and tell them to go upstairs to bed. That point came about 90 minutes into the game. Suddenly it was there on the table, I don’t think there was any doubt amongst the 4 of us that whoever drew the card wouldn’t do it. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to win or lose. In the end Karen was the one to do it and she barely hesitated. She did go fully into the room and stood there telling them to go to bed. I was leaking. There she was in knee high stiletto boots; fully shaved pussy; from her labia hung a couple of lead weights on crocodile clamps and one of her nipples had a large safety pin through it again in with some weights, both breasts were peppered with coloured map pins. I was in a very similar position.
We were too gone to contemplate the affect on the boys. us four adults bonked ourselves silly all night long. The next day, more than slightly hung over, I did feel that we’d let matters get out of hand. Karen and James with family left that day to take their boys back to their boarding schools before driving on back to Germany.
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I had become aware that my nephew Charlie had become entranced by me, to be fair when we had taken him to view his new school in June 2011 showing myself to him was never my intension, but the effect on me was pretty profound. I had, as stated, dressed that morning expressly to give a good private flash to my nephew’s future Headmaster; In fact what happened was a quite long exposure of my naked pussy to both Masters, my husband and my nephew. The net result was an enjoyable romp with the Headmaster in hi s study about 30 minutes later, while the poor other guy showed my husband and nephew the rest of the school.
What surprised me at the time and in the days that followed was how turned on I was by the fact that Charlie had seen me. Unlike the New Year incident, I was sober but aroused. It turned out in due time that both masters and my husband were not only aroused by viewing my exposure, but that was enhanced for each of them, by knowing that Charlie was seeing my pussy too. Of course, I only learnt later that the comfortable armchair I was sat in was used to seat all attractive mothers on visiting the school, as it was impossible to stay modest once in the chair, allowing the masters to determine either tights or stockings, or more importantly was she a – ‘no panties’; ‘ a thong’; ‘ panties’ or ‘big knickers’ woman?
That night, my husband only wanted to know the events in the study, only months later did he tell me that my ‘letting’ Charlie ‘see me’ was a bigger turn on that flashing the Headmaster and Tutor.
Since he witnessed my exposure that day at his school, during his next stays with us, I had teased him a bit; but in fact that summer of 2011, I became very aware that, both Charlie and his brother Miles and my older boy had also been peeking at me, when dressing, showering etc.
When we purchased this house in July 2009 the previous owner had constructed a tree house in the arms of an aged oak tree in the garden, it was huge and had been cut back a number of times, and had an abundance of foliage from March to October. When we moved in I never realised the tree house was positioned slightly above but with an interrupted view into the master bedroom of the house. In fact it was that close to the big bedroom window that I could touch it with a 4ft stick by leaning out. I really only cottoned on to what they were doing when I went to find our binoculars to take on holiday.
To cut a long saga short, in August 2011 I found both pairs in the tree house along with tissues and all became clear that must have been playing up there a while. Of course it brought back those memories as a young teenager with my 2 mates watching my own mother. Of course they could have only caught me nude, not sexually active. Rob and his brother Mike had seen me topless on many occasions in previous years in the garden and on holiday. There had been no fuss about it and I hadn’t considered it – till I went into the tree house and saw the tissues and realised what was happening. My first reaction was shock, David said it was just natural for boys to do such stuff; my second reaction was a definite dampness in my pussy.
During the summers of 2010 and early part of 2011; I hadn’t been aware of being watched, but in 2012 weather was particularly good and very hot here in the UK and Rob and I think up to 5 or 6 of his friends had regularly spied on me from his bedroom window as I lay sunning myself in the garden, topless of course, per David’s instructions; it was possibly the same situation with my younger son and some of his friends. And of course those same boys also peeked from the tree house when I went into my bedroom to change.
In 2012 I knew they were watching me, what I wasn’t sure about was if “they knew, I knew they were watching me”! In the bedroom I tried to be as natural as possible, which meant they saw me fully naked, at some point and as time went on, my ‘naked’ time increased, a 20 minute show when I knew someone was there, longer if I was showering after a run, or getting ready to go out and I was always changing on getting home from work. Stripping off knowing I had an audience was sexually stimulating; I knew what they were doing. That summer it was noticeable to David and I that there were a lot more friends of both my sons hanging around from late afternoon. David wasn’t usually home at that time in the week, so when I got home, went for a run, got ready for a date I made a point of saying I was going to change, when I was downstairs I could see them going up to the tree house, I’d give them a few minutes, before I went to my bedroom.
I would be quite aroused by knowing I had an audience, my own sons were the most frequent voyeurs, followed by various nephews and quite a number of both son’s friends. I’d estimate 20 different boys watched me over that time.
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After my first visit to Charlie’s school in May 2011, I had been ‘invited’ back to see the Headmaster on several occasions even before Charlie started there in Sept of that year.
It was during Charlie 1st year there (and almost a year since my exposure incident at the school) and Stanley had virtually told me to seduce my ‘son’ (he never got away from thinking of Charlie as my son even after he’d met Karen). I seemed to recall him asking of me, if I wasn’t letting the boy fuck me’, then ‘why not?’ and then ‘well I think you ought to and soon’.
He was now 14 and it was a lot easier than I imagined and a lot more fun. The fact was that James and Karen his parents, as well as David my husband had been telling me to do it, because James and Karen had overheard Charlie telling his brother about my ‘display’ at his new school. However because of a number of factors, we hadn’t actually had Charlie to stay with us at any point in the previous months.
So it was his May half term holiday (2013) and both my nephews were coming to stay with us for a week. David went to fetch Miles from his preparatory school; I went down to Charlie’ school on my own dressed especially for him. I had planned to stop on our way back home for a picnic with him meaning we’d be alone. I had worn an outfit that my husband said was ‘drop dead gorgeous’ and would get Charlie hard just looking at me. I was mindful that both David and the Aunt that seduced him at an early age had both told me –they should have started sooner.
So I obviously had no underwear on, but hold up dark tan seamed stockings with wide lacy tops, my sexy red 5” stiletto high heels that I was now used to walking in, a red short split skirt with a hem that just reached the stocking tops when standing, it had three buttons on the split, but that day only the top one was fastened (and that one held it up anyway) – I usually wore it with the split over my left hip so that as I walked I’d flash thigh, but I could adjust it almost anywhere to reveal more, so dead centre I’d be flashing the insides of my thighs maybe more. On top I had a silk cream very diaphanous see thru blouse, with a cotton blazer in dark blue.
I knew where Charles would be waiting for me, in his house common room, (I’d been there before) but walking through the school those boys yet to leave for their break or those that weren’t leaving – I could feel their eyes feasting on me as I walked past, their testosterone rising rapidly, it felt good. I felt nervous excitement about what I was contemplating, and I had been wet all morning. Ever since my first meeting with the Headmaster and my subsequent meeting I had grown a fantasy of him leaving in bondage in a room where I am found by some boys, I’ve been left so they can use any of my three holes and they do. Later I’m abused with whips and canes, used as a toilet, and so on.
(a public school common room is a bit like a large lounge, the school has numerous ones, each room allocated to about a dozen boys from the same year and house. They have private locker for their private stuff plus books etc, it is a study room, has a TV and DVD etc, soft chairs etc.)
I had planned my seduction on the basis of once I’d found Charlie, when we got back to my car I’d remove my jacket, before I got in and the actual seduction would take place when we stopped for the picnic a little later on in a spot I had ***********ed. Where it all went wrong I’m not too sure. Like I said I was in a state of arousal and when I walked into his common room, he was the only boy in there. He came to greet me as I expected; what I hadn’t expected was a confident kiss, right on my lips and I just parted my lips and we were in a tongue melee. As we kissed his hands started to travel to first to my breasts, then down to my skirt. He was pushing all my right buttons and I felt my skirt slip to the floor, I offered no resistance as my jacket and blouse was removed.
For my part I had undone his trouser and they slipped to his knee revealing his hard cock to me, it was a perfect penis, breaking our on-going kiss I sank to my knees and my mouth went around his cock. It crossed my mind as I sucked him that in the past 4 years, I had sucked and fucked with about 200 different adult male cocks and he was bigger than a few of those. He came into my mouth pretty quickly with cum spurts, needlessly holding my head as he did so and then just like Terry and his friends he remained fully erect, so lying back on the heavy wood table he entered my pussy and fucked me. And he fucked me pretty well.
30 Minutes later we broke for breathe from our sucking and fucking and fingering. I decided we ought to be on our way. We did stop for our picnic and he’d recovered enough to start all over again. As we continued our journey home, I explained how things were at home, but he’d be sworn to secrecy about what we had done to everyone, except David and a few ***********ed people whom he knew. He confessed that he wasn’t actually a virgin because that summer a girl who lived close to him had ‘dropped them’ for him quite often, plus there were a few girls at the school who ‘shagged’.
He said that he had been fantasising about having me forever, especially after the Easter display (this was my first inkling that the 4 boys had watched us adults at play); plus of course my day at his school. I was a mixture of horror and arousal that he’d seen those games at New Year’s and tried to remember how debauched we had been. He confided in me that his parents often played some risqué games at home and that hadn’t been the first time he’d been entertained. He was more reluctant to admit that he had been one of the ‘peekers’ from the tree house.
That evening once the other three boys were off to bed and settle, I took Charlie into my martial bed for the night, leaving David in the spare room. For the next week of his holiday he was at me in all 3 holes – 2 or 3 times a day in typical boy fashion, on our first morning I had instigated him peeing into my mouth and he enjoyed doing that 3 or 4 times a day. Of course I had to rely heavily on David to get the other 3 out of the way. On the Tuesday and Thursday afternoons, I had invited my sister over and we had a threesome all afternoon. On Sunday afternoon I took him back to school stopping at our picnic spot. I did wonder how many boys at the school would know of his conquest before the end of that term.
In bed with me Charlie had asked quiet early on if I’d had sex with Stanley that day, knowing the answer I would give, what surprised me he also asked me if I was caned by him. He had surmised this after glimpsing my bare bum later that day, plus rumours at school, of mothers not only having sex with the Head in his study, but also been glimpsed in bondage and being caned. He was curious about why I or any woman would like that. Initially I was reluctant to reveal all, but in the end I did, I told him about my subsequent visits to his school and his Headmaster, and some of my milder BDSM escapades. I’d already known I wasn’t the only wife playing with the headmaster, far from it.
Part 2
This conversation reoccurred when my sister was with us one afternoon, it had occurred to me to do this with Charlie but Anita pushed it to me right in front of him, so took him with me on Friday afternoon to visit Ben. When I phoned Ben he was more than delighted to do a session on me with Charlie watching.
There was a sticking or negotiating point as to how far Ben should take things on me that day. Ben wanted me to perform at our normal or usual level and intensity, more specially to perform K9 action with Charlie there; which I had been doing on 40% of visits for the past 18 months, so maybe 9 or10 times with Ben and the more recent ones he’d had 2 dogs for me to satisfy. I said that was too much (although the thought of being that depraved as he watched had me gushing and Ben knew me well enough by then to know that; I didn’t think it would be that easy to keep it lower key; so as well Ben told me wanted me to do at my next K9 visit the following week and was very specific about what he’d expect to see me do that time. I was by then hot enough to agree to that suggestion and that the next time Charlie was with me I agreed to a no limits session and I would perform K9 then; provided we didn’t scare the shit out of him this time.
Far from it! Charlie loved it, after about 30 minutes Ben started inviting Charlie to do stuff to me as well, usually after he had shown him what to do and how I was ‘up’ for it. As for me I loved it too. Ben had kept his part of the deal, using nipple and clit pumps on me, but most of the stuff was thrashing my tits, bum and pussy with various instruments; some hot wax stuff and clamps and weights, plus the fucking with cocks fingers and fists in pussy and anal sex with cocks and dildos etc., and of course pee drinking and deep arse rimming.
When we left Ben’s about 4 hours later both totally exhausted, Charles wanted to know if Rob had seen what he had just witnessed, I said no way! He wanted to know why not? Difficult to explain. Charles then told me what I had already suspected, in that both my sons (as well as him and his brother) had seen me walk across (and back as well) from our old house to Ben’s wearing just stockings and heels, they had glimpsed me about the house like that and seen some of the other wives going into Ben’s including their Aunt Anita, similarly attired. They all believed it was just for sex, till now. In spite of the events of the afternoon, I found myself getting aroused again as I drove. I was driving back as I had gone over there naked, but for the high heels, stockings and a blazer jacket which remained undone. When we got out I had left the jacket in the car as usual, and then put it back on again to go home.
Charlie was now reaching over and playing gently with my swollen and sore clit. ‘You know they had watched you, don’t you’ he said.
‘Yes’
‘So you like it? A nod from me.
‘So why don’t you just let them each see you up front, like that?’
I tried to explain that as soon as that happened the next time there would be no excitement. He thought about that for a while.
‘Rob is now almost the same age as I was that day in the school, when you showed your open, naked pussy so well, you already said you were more aroused by my seeing you like that, than the others’
I nodded, my mouth was dry.
‘When you took me back to my old school, I wanked about that for ages, I thought of fucking you, you sucking me and so on’ my pussy was purring. ‘Would you have had sex with me then?’
‘You were only 12½’ I said.
‘But I’d have been willing to fuck and suck you, just like we have this week, so would you have’
‘Yes’ it came out almost as a whisper. In my mind I knew that had we taken Charles back home, instead of back to his school, we probably would have had sex. David and I had been so horny that day, my exposure to Charles had really fired us both up.
‘So they all three wank off at nights over you, and Anita and your friend Jodie and a few others, did you know that?’
‘No’ But did you wank over fucking your mum in the same way as with me.
‘Of course and much earlier, I did on both of you from about 11’.
‘Did you ever see her naked?’
‘Loads of times, You know how you like to wear just high heels and stockings and are aroused knowing they are watching you, well she does the same, Only in the last year she has deliberately shown herself like that to me and my brother. On evening where she and Dad are entertaining, she’ll leave her bedroom door wide open, knowing we are getting ready for bed, twice she has walked past me like that in the hallway and given me a quick kiss, twice she has come right into my bedroom. My brother has had the same; she acts like it is natural.
‘Wow’ was all I could say.
‘So you would like to fuck her? I asked
‘Oh yes, I’d especially like to do to her what we did this afternoon’
‘Ben has been wanting me to bring Rob over like I did with you for ages’
‘So, they both (Rob and Miles) will get a chance soon to do what we have done this week, all of it?’
I was now quite aroused again ‘yes of course, when it’s the right time and they want to’
‘kewl’ He said ‘they both really want to, but what about Mike?’ I felt my heart flutter.
‘No, not this year, too soon’ Immediately realising that I had just agreed that within this year I would with Rob and Miles.
‘What about you and your Mum?’ I asked ‘When you go out in July, will you do her?’
‘As soon as I get the right moment, I will’ he promised.
We were now back home; back 4 days ago, after our first day of frenzied fucking, I had asked Charlie not to let onto anyone about our sex together , I explained that David and of course Anita knew, but not his parents (Yet); but I didn’t want him talking to Rob and Mike. I made him promise not to say a word to them otherwise it would spoil matters for me and them.
On Sunday afternoon I took him back to school stopping at our picnic spot. I did wonder how many boys at the school would know of his conquest before the end of that term.