Natalie
Copyright© 2026 by MicaMeesha
Chapter 15
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 15 - This is the story of Natalie, her sexual awakening, her experiences from her first time, the various men and women she goes with, and what she thinks of her experiences. The story will have over 40 chapters.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Teenagers Coercion Consensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Father Daughter Uncle Niece Anal Sex Cream Pie First Masturbation Oral Sex
“I managed to get into the camera system.”
“Good. Can you see what it can see and where is safe for us in the house?”
“Yes. They are in the hallway covering the front door, the kitchen covering the back door, and there is one covering the front drive; those all make sense, and then there is one more that doesn’t make sense.”
“Oh, where is that then?” We were lying on Jase’s bed; I had a clear day from college but had told Mum I would be out all day. She could do what she wanted with the day. I had hidden my old phone in the clothes in her room again so we would see what we would see.
“Mum and Dad’s bedroom, and it points at the bed.”
“Oh. “I had an idea. Do you suppose your dad is spying on your mum, trying to catch her out?”
“I wondered that, so I looked at all the recordings it made. It automatically records if it sees motion, so none of them are linked to the alarm; they all are on all the time and all record any motion.”
“What did you see? Is your mum doing it with other men?”
“No. Nor is she doing it with Dad as far as I can see. Plenty of her walking around naked. Lots of dads naked too; they both seem to sleep naked. But no sex at all. Isn’t that odd? Should I be worried?”
“I dunno, perhaps old people grow out of it? Mine haven’t; perhaps they are not normal like that? I don’t know. I don’t think I would like to see my parents having sex, so you are lucky there. But at least you have achieved one thing you wanted.”
“Oh, what’s that?”
“You did tell me that you had tried to see your mum naked; well, now you have. Did it live up to your hopes, pervert boy?” I laughed as I spoke, so he knew I wasn’t being totally serious.
“I did, didn’t I? That was ages ago before we got together, and no, Mum Naked didn’t do anything; you are far more beautiful, and it is you that I see in my dreams. I still can’t work out why there is a camera in the bedroom.”
“There must be a reasonable explanation. Why don’t you ask your dad about the cameras and where they are, and what was his reason for putting them there?”
“I could, I suppose. Anyway, what about you? What did you get up to yesterday? My day was very boring, so boring I don’t even remember half of it; I may have slept through it.”
“Day before I saw an old school friend, Brenda Arkwright. Yesterday she came around, and we caught up. She isn’t seeing anyone at the moment and is working in Boots, I think she said. I told her that I was seeing someone and a bit about college. Yeah, it was fun to catch up.” It goes without saying that I did not mention what Brenda and I did; I just don’t think Jase would like to hear that his girlfriend got royally fingered and sucked by an old school pal. No, I don’t think that would go down well at all.
“Cool. I don’t see many of the old school lot; I never really got on with them, so, little to miss and little to catch up on.”
“It is odd, because Bren and I were as thick as thieves at school, then term ended and we just never kept in touch. No reason, but just very odd. I may see her occasionally, perhaps grab a coffee in town or something like that.”
“No, I don’t think you mentioned her.”
“Anyway. Your parents naked. What was that like? What do they look like?”
“Just naked, nothing special. Mum’s boobs kind of hang down a bit, and Dad’s stomach is not a pretty sight.”
“Does she shave?”
“No, it is a bit of a hairy mess down there.”
“Oh no, eurgh, what about your dad? Does he shave? Is he, you know, ‘big’?”
“He doesn’t either, and yes, he is kind of.”
“You take after him then? That is good; I like your dick.”
“Are you saying that you would therefore like my dad’s?”
“God, no, too old. No, I like my man to be big and young and hairless.”
“That is good. Very good.”
I stood up off the bed and pulled my top up and off. I undid the button and zip and let my skirt down. I was standing in front of him in bra and knickers. “Well? “What do you think, big boy?” I laughed.
“Very inviting,” Jase replied as he pulled his T-shirt off and pulled down his trousers, just leaving his boxers in place.
“I agree,” I laughed, “now what?”
“Come back next to me, and we will see what.”
I lay next to him on the bed; as I lay down, Jase stretched his arm out, so I found myself in his arm as I lay, and we cuddled like that for a while, and then I rolled over and kissed him. As I kissed him, I felt his hand cup my left boob, and then slowly he squeezed and rolled my nipple through my bra. I sat astride him and could feel his hardness, mmm, and then he was using both hands on my boobs.
He was not too hard; it wasn’t like wringing out a dishcloth. He was gentle, and my nipples rolled under my bra. He moved his hands behind me, and I felt him working my bra catch, and then the slight tightness and support was gone; my bra was undone, and my boobs were free.
I rubbed my crotch back and forth along his dick as I felt his warm hands now on my naked boobs, squeezing and teasing at my nipples, small jolts of pleasure shooting from my nipples as he applied pressure. I could feel the skin of his dick moving as I rubbed back and forth, and his kissing became stilted a little as he was gasping for breath. His dick pushed through the vent in the front of his boxers, and now all that lay between my sex and the hardness of his dick was my knickers. My knickers were firmly pushed into my valley, clinging to my sex lips as they became soaked with my arousal.
Jase released my boobs, and I felt him pull my knickers to one side, and with a thrust he was inside me. I felt like a dirty girl with my knickers pushed aside for a quickie, and I rode him as hard as I could, pushing him deep inside me and then pulling back, his dick almost leaving, but I didn’t allow that; back in it went, and almost out and then deep with again. I pushed down hard onto his crotch, taking every inch of his length as we fucked on his bed.
Deep I pushed him and then almost out as I rose, time and time, feeling the swelling of my opening as I took all that he had. He pushed up hard and gripped me around my shoulders, and he flipped us. I was now on my back on the bed and he was driving into me. Harder, he pushed the slap of our sex loud in his bedroom, and he held his breath. He pushed deep, and he emptied inside me, his voice a bellow as he finished. My breath was held, and as he filled me with his juices, my body spasmed, and I finished with a scream of delight as I pushed up to his, driving me down.
I slumped back on the bed spent, and Jase collapsed on me, his full weight pressing and squashing my boobs.
“Fuck,” he said and rolled to one side, his dick sliding out with a slurping noise, and he lay on his back next to me. He was naked except for his boxers, his dick softer now hanging through the vent but glistening and white.
I don’t know what came over me; I had never intended to do this, but I leant over and sucked his soft juice-covered dick into my mouth and tasted his juices. Slightly salty but in no way unpleasant, and as I licked and sucked at his dick, it started to harden once more. I pulled away and licked my lips and lay back down.
Wow. Another moment of utterly mind-blowing pleasure. If sex was always like this, why weren’t people doing this all the time?
When I got home, Mum was in the kitchen preparing tea and pork chops, she said. I rushed upstairs, and as her bedroom door was open, I quickly retrieved my phone to see if it had recorded anything. It had.
Mum had presumably had a shower and was sat on the bed when her phone rang. She pulled the towel tight around herself and answered what was obviously a video call.
“No, John, you can’t come over.”
“No, John, I won’t lower my towel, and no, John, I am not going to sleep with you.”
“I don’t care what you say or to who.”
“No, John, Nat doesn’t want to see you either.”
“No, she doesn’t care what lies you tell.”
“No, I know exactly what happened when you went for lunch, Nat told me.”
“She said you would say that. John, I don’t believe you. You are no longer welcome in this house. Do not call any of us.”
“No, John, I am telling you, I am never sleeping with you again.”
“Say what you like. Goodbye,” and Mum put the phone face down on the bed, stood up and started drying herself with the towel. It is true, naked, we do look very alike. When she sat on the edge of the bed and her legs parted, her sex opened, and I could see her valley glistening. I hoped it was in anticipation of Dad and not from memories of Uncle John. I hoped that the John part of her life was now over.
I copied the video to my secret cloud and deleted it from my old phone. I think I left the phone on accidentally and just popped it onto my shelf. I went down to chat to Mum whilst we waited for Dad to come home for tea.
I heard Mum and Dad had sex last night, and they seemed to enjoy it. A dot for my calendar.
Bren sent me a text; I just wasn’t sure what it meant, so I sent a thumbs up back. I got another text, a picture of her naked fanny. Then I realised what (!) it meant. Yes, I guess it did look like a fanny. I lay back and opened my legs as wide as I could and took a photo to send back. I know that I always said I wasn’t going to send online pictures, but, well, my face wasn’t on the image and there were lots of fannies out there all looking very similar. I think my mum’s fanny looked just like mine, so why not?
I got a message back. ‘facetime?’
‘Y’, I thought why not?
Bren’s face came through, and she blew a kiss, and then the phone went all down her body to her crotch. She was totally naked and, I saw, had shaved. “Wow, that looks absolutely fab,” I said to her fanny.
“Thanks,” Bren said, “when I saw how good yours looked, I just had to do mine. Do you honestly think it looks better or worse? Doesn’t it make my flaps look too big now?”
“Honestly? No, they look fabulous, you know I love them, and I think the whole area looks so much better, honestly. That is the truth. It looks very inviting, I must say.”
“Oh, you’re just saying that.” Her face came back into view, a big smile. It was good to see her looking so happy. “Jawanna, come round?” she asked.
“Yes, that would be nice. Probably about an hour by the time I have done all the buses, and then I need to go to college straight from yours. Is that okay?”
“Perfect, sweetie, see you soon.”