Chapter 25

“I need to ask you something.”

“Okay, Mum.”

“Did you have sex with Jeremy?”

“Yes, why?”

“I am a bit worried that you might be being, oh, I don’t know, promiscuous. I worry about the effect this tablet I am taking is having on you.”

“Don’t worry Mum, it is fine.”

“Until I started taking the tablet, you weren’t even having sex with your boyfriend; now, well, it seems like every male that comes into the house gets into your knickers.”

I shrugged. So what? “It’s okay, Mum, and that’s not true anyway. It has only been Jase and Dad.” Mum gave me the look. “Well, and Jeremy.”

“It’s only been five weeks, Natalie.”

“Mum, it’s only sex, don’t worry. I’ll stop doing it in the house if it is causing you a problem.”

“No, I would rather you felt comfortable enough to have sex at home; you can even have your boyfriend stay the night. Honestly, that is not the problem; it is just, well, you just seem to want sex all the time, and that is unusual and can lead to problems.”

“Mum, I don’t want it all the time; honestly, it’s fine. Jeremy, well, he was looking up my skirt, and well, one thing led to another.”

“I hope you were wearing knickers, young lady.”

“Yes, Mum, of course I was. Look, I am not jumping into bed with every boy I meet. And I don’t want sex all the time; I just don’t mind when an opportunity arises. It is fine, honestly, and I don’t think I want Jase to stay the night, Crumbs Mum; that is a step too far.”

“Well, okay, only it does worry me, and don’t you lie to me, Natalie Marie.”

“As if I would, Mum.”

Well, that was an interesting turn of events. I did think Mum must have had secret cameras in my room and around the house, but she never mentioned the girls, so I don’t think she actually does, well, not in my bedroom at least. I think I will confine any fun with the girls to my bedroom behind a closed door. Mum was off to Auntie Peg’s later; it would be her first possible confrontation with her brother, and it would be interesting to see what mood she was in later.

Jase texted a raindrop emoji. I chuckled and sent back an umbrella and a tree.

So, sex in the rain this morning. I just wore a top and a skirt, no underwear, but I did put a spare top in my bag. Big rain coat over the top, grabbed my umbrella and set off.

I met Jase in the car park at the entrance to the woods; my umbrella had kept me pretty dry, but it was a bit cooler than the last time, so I wondered if it would be as much fun.

“My mum is worried I might be having too much sex,” I said after we had kissed.

“It’s a good job she doesn’t know about the woods.”

“Is it even possible to have too much?” Jase laughed as we made our way along the little-used outer path. “I shaved my mum this morning, no issues, just a shave, so that seems to be all sorted, thank God.”

“Good, I am not sure how I felt about you and your Mum doing it. “ Well, I wasn’t, it just seemed so odd, really not a British thing at all, and after Bren, I realised I didn’t like sharing him.

“But you were okay with your friend Bren?”

“Well, sort of, actually, no. I don’t regret asking you, because she was a friend in need, but when you actually did it, then I felt really odd, I didn’t like sharing you, it made me realise that we are perhaps something more, and the thought of you with someone else makes me feel queasy inside.”

“I know, I was the same. Mum was wrong because it was Mum, and Bren – well, it was fun, don’t get me wrong, but I don’t want to do it with her again. I actually only want to do it with you, no one else. And yes, it does feel as if we are something more than we were.”

We had arrived at the clearing. We stopped and listened; there was the sound of falling rain and nothing else. I took my skirt off and put it in my bag, quickly took my coat and top off, my top went into the bag, and put my coat rested over the top, trying to keep it all as dry as possible. It did feel chilly. I turned and Jase was naked too and was just opening the groundsheet to put over our stuff.

I sat down close to the tree on a mossy patch. Ooh, it was chilly on my fanny; I’m not sure I was going to want to lie down. Jase sat next to me; I saw him wince as his bottom landed on the moss, but he didn’t say anything. He turned and gently held my face and kissed me. As he kissed me, I stopped noticing the cool moss and thought more about Jase and how nice he felt. I reached down and held his dick, long, fat and as hard as needed. I rolled his skin down and back up his dick and felt his sharp intakes of breath as I did.

“Oh yes, baby,” Jase said into my mouth, “yes.”

He leant against me in such a way that lying down was the right option, and as I lay, his hand found my crease, and his gentle explorations made me forget the chill. I don’t think I even noticed it as I lay fully back. Still holding his dick, I began a gentle stroke, pulling his skin slowly all the way down, revealing his dick tip, and then rolling it back up, hiding it once more.

I didn’t need to concentrate on Jase’s dick; my actions were by now automatic. This was good, because I was getting lost in what Jase was doing. His finger was moving up and down my very wet valley, dipping into my opening and then back along to gently tease my nubbin. The little shards of electricity began to shoot from my crotch, darting to my nipples and even my tongue.

“Now, baby,” I whispered, “I want you now.”

Jase moved and lay over me; I held his dick and slid it up and down my valley, then pushed it into me. “Go baby,” I said softly.

He pushed and filled me. I felt his wonderful dick going in, inch by inch, spreading me wide, filling me, and stretching me until I felt his belly pressing hard against mine; he was fully inside me, and I felt so full. Slowly he began to withdraw, and my fanny began to feel empty and wanting. He stopped when he was almost out. ‘Don’t pull out more,’ I thought, not wanting that totally empty feeling. He pushed slowly back in, filling me once more, and again I had that wonderful, totally full sensation. I could feel his balls resting on my thighs, and that made me feel somehow complete.

As Jase began a more urgent thrusting, I began to notice more of where we were. The wet mossy grass underneath me, the cool of the air and the raindrops landing on the parts of me not covered by Jase. He must have been getting quite a soaking on his back. “Mm, baby, yes.” I was loving it; the feelings were so intense, my fanny full and stretched, and the wetness on my back and legs all combined into a sensation overload.