Jane Finds Herself
Copyright© 2025 by ghostwritten
Chapter 19
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 19 - While trapped on a family camping trip, Jane has an unusual run-in with a man at the washrooms. Fighting her fears and anxieties, Jane continues to meet with him each night and even befriends his daughter Riley... who looks remarkably like her.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft ft/ft Consensual Heterosexual Incest Spanking Anal Sex Cream Pie First Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Squirting Voyeurism Small Breasts
My night was fraught with unsettling dreams, despite the usual warm comfort Riley typically had on me. I awoke several times throughout the night, a light sweat on my brow and fear in my heart, only to find Riley still lay next to me. I shifted and cuddled up even closer. Her presence provided me with solace and comfort from the images in my head; each fading a short time later into the night. I’d drift off once again and find myself back in those dreams ... running.
Remembering a dream is like remembering a movie you watched once, half asleep through a veiled curtain. There are images and feelings strong enough to leave an imprint, but the context, if there even was one, is lost somewhere in the subconscious mind. While the setting changed in different versions, from what I remember, the scenes were mostly the same.
The one I remember the strongest was in a dark hallway. I don’t know how I got there, but I found myself alone. There was no light around me except for a light glow in the distance. It seemed to be coming from around a corner. Cautiously, I walked forward. It was so dark that I couldn’t see my own hands in front of me as I slid them along one side of the stone hallway. The texture was smooth, as if painted, with ridges and bumps that reminded me of somewhere familiar, but I couldn’t place it.
There was very little sound, except the odd creak and groan of wood floorboards beneath my feet. I approached the light, which was from a glass window around the corner. I placed my hands against the cold surface to peer inside, where I saw Curtis, Carla, and Riley. Their mouths moved. I couldn’t hear any sound, but they seemed happy. None of them noticed me on the other side of the glass, which made me feel lonely. I gently knocked, hoping to get their attention. Maybe to let me in where they were, but it didn’t seem to help.
The feeling of cold crept over me. My hands and feet turned numb, as I hit the glass harder and harder, but they couldn’t or wouldn’t look at me. I started to cry. Tears froze on my face, and I had to take my hands off the glass. The light went out, and I couldn’t see them anymore.
I shivered in place, my head darting around for anything to help me warm up from the cold. On my right, a light appeared, and I staggered towards it, my arms and legs barely able to move from the cold. As the light hit my flesh, it warmed quickly, causing my skin to feel prickly, like it was being stabbed by tiny needles. There was another glass panel, so I placed my hands on it to look through. It was hot like a dish taken out of the microwave, but I was compelled to look inside.
Mom and Dad were sitting in the living room. Dad was reading a newspaper while mom typed away on her phone. I once again knocked on the glass, hoping they could hear me and let me in. Mom looked up from her phone, but not towards me. She looked to the hallway where a younger ‘me’ walked in, dressed in my St. Augustus uniform, but now I could suddenly hear them speaking.
“You look pretty honey. They’re going to love you,” Mom said, fixing my hair into two long pigtails.
“But I’m scared...” the other me said. “I don’t want to go back there.”
“Sorry, Jane,” said Mom, “but this is best for everyone. Run along now. You don’t want to be late for class and get spanked, do you?”
I watched me leave out the door, dejected, but the scene stayed with my parents. Mom was back on her phone while Dad put down the paper and stood up. His pants were tented in the front. He was clearly excited for some reason, and I thought maybe I was going to have to watch my parents have sex.
Dad spoke, “Thank God she’s gone. Now we can do whatever we want!”
“Of course, dear,” Mom said, not looking up from her phone.
“Get over here and help Daddy, sweetheart,” Dad said as he lay down on a very long couch with his cock pointed at the sky.
I expected mom to get up and do something, but nothing happened. I banged hard on the window, my fists hurting from the impact and the heat it emitted. Surprisingly, Mom turned towards me, a look of frustration on her face.
“Jane, dear. Stop messing around and get to school. I mean it!”
I looked down at myself, and I was dressed in my old school uniform, my hair in two long pigtails. The clothes barely fit and I felt like the buttons on my blouse would burst off at any moment. The skirt seemed even shorter than the one I had hanging in my closet.
“Mom, please let me in! I’ll be good, I swear!” I pleaded, my fists trying to shatter the separation between us.
“Sorry, you had your chance. Your father and I are happier now. You understand, right?”
I was crying once again, my tears turning to steam when they left my eyes. I looked from Mom to Dad. He was now naked with someone riding on top of him. She was young and blonde, her head down as she rode him. I couldn’t see her face.
“Mom! What’s dad doing?” I yelled.
“He’s just having some fun. I don’t mind,” Mom said with a quick glance toward what was happening near her.
I kicked the glass. My foot stung with each kick until the mysterious girl having sex with Dad looked up. It was me ... or was it?
“Riley! Help me!” I screamed loudly, but she just looked at me without saying a word. Her eyes flicked over my shoulder, which caused me to turn and look, but I didn’t see anything. I looked back, shocked to see she was standing right at the glass, naked with cum dripping down her legs.
She was speaking, her mouth moving frantically, but I couldn’t hear her. She looked worried, almost frightful, as she started pounding on her side of the glass. I struck my side while she wailed on hers, but it had no effect. She looked back over my shoulder once again, and her eyes grew large with fear. She pointed into the distance. I looked again and saw nothing but a vacuous void of blackness.
In the silence though, beyond the beating of my own heart, I could hear the sound of the floorboards creaking and groaning. Something was drawing near, but I couldn’t tell who or what it was. With each step, the sounds grew louder and louder, and it seemed like it was moving faster.
I turned back to Riley on the other side of the glass. She was bent over with her hands pressed against the glass, while Dad thrust furiously inside of her. Mom stood over his shoulder, just watching, as he violated the sanctity of their marriage with a girl who looked like their daughter, and all mom did was smile. Riley pointed behind me once again, into the void, as her eyes rolled back enjoying whatever my father was giving her. She was able to mouth one word that I could understand, ‘RUN’, so I did as I was told.
I sprinted away from Riley, her face pressed up against the glass by my father, as I ran into the dark void away from where the approaching sound was coming from. I bumped into walls, unable to see where I was going. I just needed to get away from whatever was behind me, the nameless monster in the dark.
I turned a corner and saw more lights. I ran towards them as fast as I could, hoping they would lead me to safety. Instead, I found a series of glass windows with people I knew on the other side. Val and Becca looked at me from behind the glass, each pointed and laughed at my clothes as I ran by. Buttons from my blouse popped off as I moved, and my skirt bunched up around my waist. They could see my underwear as I ran by. I couldn’t stop, the sound in the darkness grew closer. It breathed heavily now, a grunting wheeze filling my ears.
I passed teachers and former classmates watching as I ran, but no one tried to help me. My clothes seemed to tear off, the shirt and skirt ripped off, which left me in nothing but my bra and panties. The next window had Ross, who looked shocked to see me ... but it wasn’t me. It was Riley again, who ran to the window desperately trying to free me. She pounded and kicked at the clear partition while Ross just looked on, confused.
I couldn’t stop. I had to keep moving, but now Riley ran with me on the other side of the divider. She tried to get me to come to her, but I couldn’t stop myself. My bra was torn from me by the creature in the void, now looming a few steps behind me. My small breasts bounced free, now unconfined, and jiggled around. I looked at Riley, who looked terrified. I only had a pair of panties left, and then I’d be completely exposed and unprotected from the darkness.
Just as I felt my panties slide down my legs, nearly tripping me, Brad appeared in the next set of windows. He beckoned me towards him, but there seemed to be a pit in front of the window, preventing me from reaching the glass. I stood at the precipice looking down into an unknown void. The monster closed in around me. Cold, and with no other option, I leapt into the unknown darkness below, while the monster consumed me as I fell...
... And then I’d wake up in my own bed, Riley’s comforting arms around me. Each dream was the same, whether it was a hallway, forest, cave, or city streets. I was always alone until I woke up.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” I heard in my still dreamy state as a pair of lips touched mine. My tired eyes opened to see Riley’s face against mine, I kissed back. I moved one arm behind her head to hold her to me, to keep her soft lips pressed against mine. I felt her hot breath enter my mouth as I parted my lips, her hand reached out to touch my chest, which was partially uncovered.
Her warm hands felt good against the coolness of my exposed breast, as she gently ran her thumb over my nipple. She sent wonderful feelings through my reawakening body, and streaks of morning light filtered through cracks in my window curtains. My free hand sought out some of her hidden flesh still buried beneath the covers. My arm had to twist to land on her thigh, as she was pressed against my back, but it felt smooth and soft.
“I think this is the best way to wake up,” I said, as she pulled away from me.
“Me too,” she whispered softly in my ear. “I don’t know why, but I sleep so much better with you in my arms. How did you sleep?”
I hesitated before answering, “Pretty good,” I lied.
“I’m glad. You were wiggling around a lot at times. I was a little worried,” she said, before her lips fell to mine again.
I turned around so we were face to face, my hand reached over to touch one of her breasts as she did to mine. In the light of the morning sun, after a night of nightmares and bad dreams, I wanted her again. I thought the release of sexual bliss would drive away the undesirable thoughts that had spun wildly in my mind throughout the night.
My hand moved down her body towards her parted thighs, guided by a growing desire within me. When my fingers brushed against the small strip of hair above her slit, she trembled in my arms. A couple of inches lower, I found my target and slipped two fingers inside her damp tunnel. Riley mewed softly in my ear. Her fingers dipped between my open legs, and we started to finger each other. My fingers, slathered with her moisture, pushed in and out her pussy as she did mine. My lips hungered for hers and we kissed, our passions just starting to build.
KNOCK KNOCK
“Girls, don’t spend all day in bed.” My mom’s voice broke the moment, as we quickly pulled away from each other in case she opened the door.
“Ok, Mom!” I yelled out, panicked that she’d find us naked in bed together.
“Alright,” Mom said through the door. “Breakfast is on the table. I made pancakes.”
“Sounds good, we’ll be there in a few minutes,” Riley replied to my mom before looking back at me. “I am pretty hungry.”
I sniffed the air. I don’t know how I missed the smell of fresh breakfast. I had to admit, I was too. We put on some comfy clothes and left my bedroom. The faint scent of pussy still lingered in the air, now mixed with that of bacon and pancakes.
“Looks good, Mrs. Landry,” Riley said as she sat down at the round dining table we rarely used. She sat across from Dad while I sat looking at Mom. A hot stack of pancakes, bacon, and eggs sat in the middle of the table.
“Thanks Riley. Dig in,” Mom said with a smile.
It was rare we ever ate breakfast together, but when we did, it was usually delicious. Plates were filled, syrup passed around, and glasses were filled with orange juice as we started to fill our stomachs. The sounds of quiet happy chewing and clinking cutlery were the only noises for a while.
“What are your plans for today, girls?” Dad asked, his eyes darting between Riley and me. Riley looked to me for an answer.
“Well ... I think I’ll take Riley around and show her the sights,” I muttered with my mouth full.
“Yay!” Riley cheered. “I want to see all the important Jane places.”
Mom looked confused. “What do you mean? There’s a whole city to explore.”
“I know,” Riley smiled, “but when Jane visited me, I showed her places from my life. I want her to do the same, so I can get to know her better.”
“That’s cute.” Mom said, looking at me. “What are you going to show her?”
“Well...” I paused as I tried to think of a few places, “I showed her the park yesterday, where we go running. I could show her the schools I’ve gone to...”
“Oooo, you should show me that private school you went to,” Riley said excitedly.
“St. Augustus?” Mom jumped. “I’m surprised you told her about that place. You hated it.”
“Uh ... yeah, but I mean it was an experience.”
“Yes, a costly one for us,” Dad grumbled.
“After that,” I decided to carry on and avoid any further discussions, “I don’t know; maybe just a tour of the city.”
“You should call Becca and Val, I’m sure they’d love to meet Riley,” Mom suggested.
“Yeah, maybe...”
Riley excitedly clapped her hands together. “Are they your friends? I’d love to hear all your dirty secrets.”
Mom laughed. “If you want that, we’ve got some for you later...”
“Moooom!” I whined loudly. I could feel my face turning hot and red with embarrassment.
“I’m just teasing...” Mom brushed off my complaint. “She’s so sensitive. Riley, are you like this with your parents?”
“No, we’re pretty open about things...” Riley stopped and looked at me, “ ... well, most things.”
“See, Jane, it isn’t so bad. You don’t have to be so anxious and embarrassed all the time,” Mom said as she picked up some of the dirty plates. “Why don’t you girls get cleaned up and go do your thing.”
“Thanks, Mrs. Landry.”
“Thanks, Mom.”
As Riley and I left the table, I noticed my dad’s eyes following Riley’s ass as she walked away. I also heard a noticeable smacking sound, and an ‘Ow’ coming from Dad. I figured mom had caught him ogling my double’s ass and gave him a smack on the shoulder. We retreated back to my room and closed the door.
“Do you want the shower first?” I asked Riley.
“We can’t go together?” she pouted.
“I think they’d notice that...”
“That’s too bad. I wanted to finish what we started in bed.” She leaned into me, her breath smelt of maple syrup, and kissed my neck. My knees felt weak as my lust increased. “You know,” she whispered seductively in my ear. “If your parents weren’t home, I’d pour maple syrup all over you and lick it off ... slowly.”
I bit my lower lip as she put a hand down into my pants and inside my panties. She slid two fingers between my lips until it dipped into my hole. My eyes closed and my head tilted back. I wanted her so badly at that moment. I moved to touch her, too, but she nudged my hand away, then pulled her hand out from my pants.
“ ... but I think,” she continued, placing her fingers in front of her lips, “that you are sweet enough.” She proceeded to suck those two fingers clean with her mouth before kissing my cheek. “Why don’t I go first then...” she walked away and opened the door behind me. I fell to the ground, my legs unable to support my own weight. While waiting for Riley to finish her shower, I was wishing I could be in there with her.
About an hour later, we were both dressed and wandering the streets of the city. While Riley wanted to go around the town visiting all the places that meant something to me in my life, the first place I brought her was Fit City, so she could meet Ross. He had told me he had a shift today, so I knew he’d be in.
We’d made plans for tomorrow, a double date with his roommate and Riley, just for fun. But the one thing I hadn’t told him was that Riley was my double; I wanted to see the look on his face first. Riley and I walked down the street towards the store. She was excited when I told her who we were going to meet.
“You’ve told me so much about Ross, I can’t wait to meet him!” She was always full of positive energy.
“He’s great and so cute,” I smiled, although I still wasn’t as satisfied in the sexual department with him yet.
The store was busy when we entered, it being the weekend, but there was still someone at the front greeting people. When I entered, he seemed to recognize me and radioed for Ross to come to the front of the store. We waited only a minute or so when Ross came rushing out from the back, a couple of boxes of shoes in his hands. He handed them to someone and made his way over to the front door. He saw me and smiled.
“Hi Jane, how’s it go...” he paused as he looked over and saw Riley, who smiled at him. “Wait, what is this? You never told me you had a twin.”
Riley and I giggled, “I don’t. This is my friend Riley, from out of town.”
“Friend? The one for tomorrow’s date?” he asked looking flabbergasted.
“Yup. Do you think she looks ok?” I teased. Riley shifted back and forth, letting him see her from all angles.
“Uh ... yeah. She’s ... she’s lovely. I know Brian will love her,” Ross said happily.
“Why’s that?” I asked, curious about his last statement. Ross seemed to freeze up. “Be honest,” I jokingly wagged my finger at him.
“You see ... after he met you that first time ... when you left, he said you were really cute. So ... I’m guessing that getting to go out once with an exact copy of you will make him very happy.”
Riley grinned. “Well I can’t wait to meet him. Should I wear anything specific?”
Ross laughed, “He’ll be happy with anything. I’ve never seen him with a real girl before, so this will be interesting. I should get back to work though.”
“Ok. Have a good rest of your shift,” I said before kissing him.
“I will now. Nice to meet you Riley. See you both tomorrow.”
We walked out of the store and Riley grabbed my arm excitedly.
“He is so CUTE!” she squeaked. “I can’t wait for tomorrow!”
“I know, right?” I smiled, knowing I’d actually managed to top her cute boyfriend, James. While Ross and I had only been going out for a few weeks, compared to their years, it was going pretty well.
“And you say he’s got a big...” she paused, remembering we were walking along a busy sidewalk. “ ... car. Yes, big car.”
“Nice save,” I joked and tapped her arm with my shoulder. “Yeah, it’s bigger than your dad’s for sure ... but possibly smaller than my dad’s ... car.”
“Well, I can’t wait to have it parked in my garage tomorrow...” she grinned at me.
It took me a second for the words to register, “Wait, what?!”
She looked at me quizzically, “What do you mean, what? I let you have James, remember? I figured we’d do the old swap thing, so I’d get to try your cute boy toy.”
“I thought ... I thought we weren’t doing that anymore?” I stuttered, suddenly worried about my relationship with Ross.
“I meant, I didn’t want to do that stuff in the pictures you showed me. This is just normal stuff, right? You two don’t do anything freaky or weird?”
“No ... he’s surprisingly basic, actually,” I confessed, “but I’m not sure I want you two ... parking.”
“It’ll be fine, trust me. James never figured it out and he had both of us as each other. I just want one ride to make sure he’s a good fit. Look. We’ll see how the date goes and if it seems like a problem, we won’t do it, ok?”
I always had a hard time saying no to Riley. She just had a way of convincing me to do things that I thought were bad or uncomfortable ideas. Up to that point though, it had all turned out for the best. If she hadn’t been so forward, we’d never have showered together at the campsite and we’d likely not have started messing around together.
She was also right that she’d willingly shared her long-term boyfriend with me during my visit to her town. She didn’t have to, but offered him to me by making us swap clothes and pretend to be the other person. Somehow, he managed to have sex with me as Riley and then he ‘cheated’ on Riley with me, who was actually Riley herself. When I asked Riley about that, she simply said, “If he’s going to cheat on me, it should at least be with me.” That was some Riley logic well above my capability for mental gymnastics.
I dropped the subject, not wanting to argue about it today. The next few stops were to my primary and secondary schools, nothing too interesting really. Riley, though, insisted on seeing St. Augustus, the school I attended for only one year. I knew why she wanted to go there though. She wanted to connect the uniform she’d seen in my pictures to the school it belonged to. She likely wanted to know more about ... him.
Then, there we were, standing in front of the locked black gates of the private school. The red and gold school crest sat high above the gray stone entrance. Its cold stone wall kept people out and trapped the students inside, at least that’s what I always thought when I went there.
“This place is impressive,” said Riley gawking through the wrought iron gate. “I can’t believe you went here.”
“What’s it like inside?”
I dug into my memory. “Painted stone walls and dark wood floors everywhere. The classrooms have all the fanciest technology while still looking classical, like something from the 1800s. It was hard to sit in those small wood desks without flashing my panties. I had to tuck the front of my skirt between my legs.”
“That sounds better than what I had. You describe it well.”
“I can. It feels like this place haunts me still.”
“Why’d you hate it so much? You looked cute in your uniform.” Riley was teasing, but it still bothered me somewhat.
“I didn’t fit in. They were all rich snobs, and I didn’t get along with anyone. You know ... knew how I was. I didn’t have any friends to talk to, so I just sat alone over there.” I pointed to a corner along one of the walls near a small green bush, it had grown since I’d last seen it.
“I’ll bet you’d do better now though. You’ve been much more outgoing since I met you.”
“I met you when you thought I was drowning,” I said to Riley.
“Exactly. Much more personable now.” She playfully gave me a shove. “Do you think he’s here?”
She finally said it, the thing I knew we were really here about. I wondered what was going on in her brain. Was she thinking about what such a man would look like? Did she want to see his face, to confront him about what had happened? Or did she want to know who I let do those sick things to me without stopping, and was worried that I’d let him do that to me again?
Riley was a good person despite some of the games we’d played. We both may have messed around with James and her dad, but deep down, we both knew she wasn’t as messed up as I was. I may have been more naïve and innocent when we’d met, but over time, my body count had climbed higher than hers in a short period of time. I’d done things she’d swore she’d never do and some of them I’d do again. I couldn’t help but feel the darkness encroach around me again, right there in the daylight.
“No,” I finally replied, “school’s still out here. I doubt he’d hang around this place. Probably in a park or pool somewhere, sneaking pictures of...”
Riley put a hand on my shoulder. “Sorry, Jane, I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“It’s ok. What’s done is done. Let’s go.” I walked away from that gate, hoping to never see it again.
“Why don’t we do something more fun?” Riley tried to change the mood. “Call those friends of yours and let me meet them!”
It worked. I couldn’t help but smile and gave her a playful nudge. “You just want ammunition to make fun of me.”
“Whaaaaat ... me?!?!” she covered her mouth in mock offence.
“Yeah, yeah. Alright,” I said as I pulled my phone from my purse and dialed.
“Look who decided to call me,” Becca said over speakerphone.
“Hi Becca, whatcha up to?”
“Visiting my aunt and uncle, why?”
“I have a friend in town that wants to meet you and Val, but if you’re busy...” I trailed off.
“Oh! Is it that cute guy you were with?” Becca suddenly sounded excited. I had called both Val and Becca after I’d run into them when I was with Ross, but I didn’t want to talk much about it after things went downhill that first visit.
“Nope, not him. Someone else you don’t know...”
“Hi Becca, my name’s Riley ... I want all the dirt you have on Jane,” Riley giggled into the phone.
“You’re the mysterious friend she mentioned, aren’t you? You both sound similar. Jane, have you finally cracked and created a new personality that’s interesting?”
I frowned. “No, I’m still me, and Riley’s, well ... a better version of me.” Riley just shook her head disapprovingly.
“That’s weird but whatever...” Becca said. “Val and I were going to have our boyfriends over to her place tomorrow night, I guess you and your friend, if she’s real, can come.”
“Cool, thanks. I’m real by the way,” said Riley, shrugging to me.
“That’s what someone who’s made up would say, but we’ll see you there. 8:00 o’clock, gotta go, my parents are scolding me for not being social or whatever ... bye.”
“Bye, Becca!” Riley and I shouted into the phone.
“She seems nice...” Riley smirked.
“She is, usually. I kind of ignored them after the camping trip. I think they’re still a little mad at me.”
“Well, I’ll try to make a good impression,” Riley flashed her warm smile. I knew she meant it.
We spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around the city. Riley wanted to look at some of the sights and do a little window shopping. We did have an extended stop at a lingerie story, Hidden Miss, where Riley wanted to find something sexy for James, and I suspected Curtis. She had her eye on a little red number, very frilly and lacy, with lots of strategically placed ribbons that could be untied to show things off. My mouth dropped and I felt myself getting aroused when she opened the curtain of the change room to show me. She asked if I wanted to try it on too, but I knew I was too aroused to try it on.
Riley didn’t buy it, she wanted to think it over, but I knew we’d be back again before she left on Tuesday. The cute brunette serving us handed me her card in case we returned so she could get her commission, and I smiled and put it in my purse. After we walked out of the store, I checked my phone, and it was time for us to start heading home for dinner.
“Do you really think I looked good in that?” Riley asked with uncertainty, which was not something I was used to from her.
“Of course, you looked so sexy. I’ll bet James would blow his load in his pants if you wore that,” I said happily. I liked James; he was a nice guy.
“What about Dad?”
“Yeah ... I mean, of course, why wouldn’t Curtis like you in that. Although I think it would be harder to hide wearing that from your mom,” I said, a little awkwardly. I missed Curtis, and it was difficult to think about him getting to screw Riley all he wanted. I couldn’t help but selfishly think, what about me? Would he even care if I visited now that he had the true object of his desire, or would I just be the third wheel of the threesome?
Riley waved her hand in my face... “Hello, Jane, are you in there? Are you lost in your head again?”
“Sorry, yeah. I was ... thinking about something.”
“I know, you’re always thinking about something...” she shook her head. “I asked you, do you think your dad would like that?”
“That outfit?” I was confused.
“Yes. That red thing I tried on. Would he like that?”
“I don’t know...” I said in a daze. “I don’t know what he likes...”
“You’ve never dug through your parents’ things to see what your mom wears?” Riley sounded shocked. I felt shocked that I never thought about doing that.
“No, I never thought about doing that.” I confessed.
“I swear, Jane, I’d think you were a nun before we found you,” Riley teased, “and now look at you...”
“What do you mean?”
“You have more confidence, you aren’t giggling or getting embarrassed all the time. Just think, would you have been able to go into a place like Hidden Miss before without freaking out?” said Riley, who radiated pride. She was right. I would have turned purple and run out of there before even touching one of those things.