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Tanya and the Red Mist

Copyright© 2002 by Those2downthere

Chapter 3

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 3 - My name is Tanya and I am 30 years old. I have resigned myself to the fact that I am somehow different to other women. I have a husband and a family, a home to be proud of and a deep dark secret...

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   Fa/Fa   ft/ft   Teenagers   Incest   Brother   Sister   Group Sex   First   Fisting   Sex Toys   Voyeurism  

I dressed quickly and flew down the stairs. Half way down I could see into the lounge where Roy was spread-eagled on the sofa. Before I got to the bottom stair a key rattled in the lock. Mum was home. The door opened and Alex my younger sister ran in.

"Hello darling," Mum greeted me half way through the door with her shopping bags.

"I'll give you a hand" I offered

"Just let me get in and have a cup of tea. The shops were packed and then your Gran started. Oh what a day, I will tell you about it in a minute." She headed for the kitchen.

Alex saw Roy, and made a bee line for him. If he was asleep, they had awoken him, and he knew what was coming. Alex launched herself at him. Roy reacted quickly, and caught the youngster in mid-air, just before her knees would have buried them selves in his crotch. He lifted her high in the air and started to tickle her. She squealed and wriggled and he roared with laughter. It was good to have my brother back. The wild thing, I had seen earlier that day, was not welcome at all. Throwing Alex over his shoulder, he rose easily from the couch, and smiled at me.

"You OK?" He looked concerned.

"Sure" I said with a wink and a blown kiss.

In all the years that have passed since that day, neither of us have mentioned it again. He had fucked me, at my insistence, twice that day, and I had loved it. He had hurt my cunt, and caused the red mist to form. That red mist, that drove me over the edge, and, I had put paid to any rumours, that he was gay.

"Well, well, well," Mums voice came from the kitchen "Someone's been busy."

"That was Tanya" he said walking before me with Alex still kicking and struggling over his wide shoulder. "I asked her to iron my blue shirt and she did it all for you"

I entered the kitchen, and saw the object of Mums inquiry. On the tumble drier, stood four neat piles of freshly ironed clothes. On the cooker top stood three pans with the lids in place. Mum was opening them in turn "Potatoes, green beans, peas, and five chops on the grill, ready for dinner. Oh Tanya you are such a good girl." She bent and kissed me on the forehead. I looked at Roy, who I knew must have done all this, while I slept.

"She didn't want you thinking she had spent the day in bed" he said, "I am going to see what is on the sports channel if no one objects" he made off towards the lounge with Alex, complaining, still on his shoulder.

Mum had made me a cup of tea and we sat at the breakfast bar while she told me about her day. I nodded, and aaarrred, in all the right places, but did not listen. In the lounge Roy had found American Baseball and was pretending to watch it while Alex teased him by covering his eyes with a cushion. He was 'punishing' her by holding her down and tickling her.

Dad came home and we ate. Roy got up from the table, and declared he was off out.

"Meeting Joey?" asked Dad, just out of politeness, nothing more. He had resigned himself to the fact his son was gay.

"No, I rang him and he was out, so I am taking his sister Julie to the movies," he spoke over his shoulder as he was leaving the room and never saw my fist punching the air in a salute to victory. GAY? No way. Not after the way he had fucked me earlier.

"What's got into him?" Dad said with a frown, "Going out with a girl?"

"Why not? " I said, excusing myself from the table, with a nod. "Anyone would think you thought he was gay or something." I almost skipped into the kitchen to start the washing up.

The next day was Saturday. Nothing, school holidays, weather, hell or high water, stood in the way of Lucy and I meeting up at the Mall on Saturday. Mum dropped me off in the car, and we arranged, as always, for her to pick me up at 4.30. I waited outside the cheap jewelers, as we always met there.

I waited and waited, she did not come. I was heartbroken. I had not seen my best friend, since our sex romp earlier in the week. It was the first time, I had sex with another person, and, the first time I had encountered the red mist. It had come down when she had stuck two fingers in my cunt and it had hurt, I enjoyed it. The more it had hurt, the better it felt. Then the mist turned into a blanket, and I had become a different person. It had ended with me acting like a wild whore. Bouncing on Lucys hand, and forcing almost her whole hand inside me. I knew it was wrong, and that she did not want to do it, but I could not help myself.

The same thing had happened with Roy. I had intended to show him what a girl enjoyed. Just let him watch me fingering my cunt, maybe, let him stick a finger in me, no more, just so that he was not so shy with other girls. The mist had come down, and it had ended with me fucking him, and then he had bent me double and fucked me so hard my cunt was still a little sore. Worse still, was the fact, that I had insisted he come inside me, twice. I sat on a bench in the huge covered plaza and started to cry.

An hour after our normal meeting time, I felt a hand on my shoulder, and her voice whispered in my ear.

"Sorry Tanya"

I threw my arms around her, and hugged her. Anyone watching, must have thought we had not seen each other, in years.

"I thought you weren't coming" I sobbed

"I wasn't going too" She replied coldly.

She had not returned my hug.I released her from my embrace "Oh Lucy, please, I am so sorry. I will make it up to you, I promise. Just tell me what I must do"

I was trying desperately not to cry even more.

She Tutted and sighed "OH you! I give up! come here!"

I hoped she would hug me back, but she just took my hand, and we walked slowly together. We did not speak. We just walked for about an hour. Round the Mall, up and down the stairs and elevators, hand in hand. We stopped and got a burger and sat at a table. I just looked at mine, I could not eat, I would never eat again.

"So, what are you going to do about it?" She normally wore her shoulder length hair in a peek-a-boo fringe, today she had swept it back, with a stubby pony tail. Her mouth was set in a thin line, as she pursed her lips, looking like a school mistress. A bad tempered school mistress.

"About what?" I was baffled.

"About the fact that you have turned me into a lesbian. Thank you."

"I... no hang on... I don't think it works like that. Either you are or your not. No one can make you one thing or the other" We had covered this in sex education.

"Well I was not a lesbian before, but I think I am now. So work that out."

"Well, it would appear that our Mums are... well you saw them"

"Don't talk to me about that slut" she turned her nose up, and looked down it at me. "Do you know what she does?"

She was not going to give me a chance to answer.

"She tells my Dad all about it. I heard her. I got up for a pee, and heard her telling him. She told him about your Mum sticking that THING in her, and how she stuffed her hand up your Mum, and everything. While poor old Dad was trying to fuck her, as well. They where at it best part of the night"

My jaw dropped. Lucys Dad knew about our Mums, and did not object? Did my Dad know? Did he object? Bloody hell, did they swop wives?

"Did she say if my Dad... well you know"

"Oh yes, he knows all right, she mentioned him a couple of times." She had started to shake, fear? Temper? I could not tell. "HE was with them, we did not see him did we, but he was watching them, for goodness sake Tanya, and bloody filming it."

We had a video camcorder, he must have been using that.

"So what are you going to do?" Her face started to crumble as the tears came.

I took her to the ladies room, and we hugged, and cried ourselves out. We decided that we could do nothing. But, it was interesting to know. Neither of us was in the mood for the Mall, and we started to walk slowly back to Lucys house. We could see that both cars where missing from the drive so we walked to the rear of the house. Lucy retrieved the key from under the flower pot and we let ourselves in. From the lounge came the sound of a woman groaning. It was accompanied by a chorus of young male voices.

"Bloody hell"

"Look at her"

"That 'ain't possible is it?"

I grinned as I recognized Steven's voice, he was Lucys brother, two years older than Lucy and a year below Roy.

She looked mortified.

"SHH" I told her and took her by the elbow "Lets spy on them."

We sneaked silently to the lounge door, it was open a crack. We positioned our selves, and pushed the door open a little further. They had a blue movie on, one I had seen before. Steven, Jamie, another lad from the same year, and a lad I did not know, all sat on the floor with their cocks in their hands, rubbing hardons. I stifled a giggle, and nudged Lucy. She was looking at them, her eyes bulging. I put my hand over her mouth and made a walking motion with two fingers. She frowned. I mouthed silently 'follow me' and started to crawl on all fours into the room.

Her brother Steven was sitting on the floor with his back to the sofa, legs splayed out, slowly rubbing what was quite a nice sized weapon. I crept to the end of the sofa, he was totally engrossed with the girl on the screen who was taking one cock up her cunt and one up her arse. Lucy had followed me. I put a finger to my lips and shhhhed her. Slowly and keeping as low as I could I reached round the end of the sofa and, as Steven's hand reached the top of a stroke, grabbed his cock gently at the base.

He gasped and turned, I had a finger on my lips and he held his breath not making a sound. I started to wank him. He put his hands on the sofa and started to move his bum and pelvis as I increased the pressure and speed of my strokes. Lucy was peering over the arm of the sofa watching me. She was awestruck. I motioned to her to go the other end and do the same to Jamie. She disappeared round the sofa.

As she went I crept out from behind the arm of the sofa enough to put my head on Steven's lap. I put his cock in my mouth and started to circle his helmet with my tongue. It was too much for the poor lamb, and after less than a minute of treatment, he cried out.

"NNNGGGGYYYYAAAAAA"

His spunk took me by surprise, and I gagged at it, then swallowed. Nectar I thought should not be seen to go wanting.

Lucy had made it to the other end, but was not touching Jamie, just watching him. They all turned towards Steven, and jumped out of their skins, when they saw me.

"Oh shit, Tanya!"

"Who the hell is she?"

"Roy's sister"

"Fuck I'm dead, he'll fucking kill me"

I smiled and waved cheekily at them, as they continued to babble on, frantically trying to stuff their rock hard pricks, into their trousers

"I did not know your brother had suck, I mean such, nice friends," I said to Lucy.

Steven had not seen her, as he looked at me, he had his back to her. He shrunk back into the sofa, his face covered by his hands. He just groaned with utter embarrassment. I stood up, and offered my hand to the stranger.

"I'm Tanya, how do you do." The poor lad was so taken aback at my formality, he just sat staring at me.

"His name is Al, he goes to St George's," offered Steven

"Al as in Alfred or Albert?" I asked

"Alfonzo" piped up Jamie with a grin.

"No, really?" I was intrigued

"Italian Mother" Al offered, with a grimace.

"OOOOOOOHHHH" I teased "an Italian stallion I presume!"

"As if" from Steven

"No way" from Jamie

"OK lets see then." I stood in front of the TV so I had their full attention. "Lucy! Go get your ruler, from your school bag."

She gaped at me, swallowed hard, then smiled. "OK"

The three boys started shaking their heads, no way was this going to happen.

"Look it's my sister" complained Steven "It's bad enough getting caught by you Tanya, but my sister, for goodness sake"

"It's OK" I replied "You can make sure she does nothing she does not want to, can't you?"

Lucy came back with her standard 12 inch wooden ruler and one by one I pulled the lads upright and pushed them into a line.

"Lets have them then" I demanded.

No way, no chance, not on your nelly they complained.

"Oh dear, and I was going to give the winner such a lovely blow job, if he was very good I was going to let him play with me and do as he pleased, I really fancied being a boy's toy for a while, maybe I would have let him touch my cunt," I hitched up my shirt and rubbed my crotch, licking my lips and wriggling my bum, "still never mind. Lucy, I think we should leave these little boys to play little boys games and go to your room dear, don't you."

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