Arrangements, Fun & Consequences

Please note: This story is fictitious although based loosely on actual events, all characters are 18yo or older.

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Mum and Dad had fucked me that evening, during and after the photo shoot, which we did in Dad's studio and the same again in our front room. It was something that Mum wanted, but although, Dad had wanted the same, he had initially been reluctant, in the end though, forbidden fruit tasted oh so sweet.

See (The photo shoot ch1 & 2)

So many of you have asked what I did next and how things changed after that night.

It was supposed to be a family secret and I had no intention of telling, but hell, I need to tell ...someone... so why not you, please keep it to yourself though, don't want the world to know.

It only took one little mistake by Mum, OMG, our dirty little secret was out and was about to blow our world apart.

So let me take you back to that night when both Mummy and Daddy fucked me, together, for the very first time and took pictures of the whole thing.

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I stepped into the shower that night and just stood there letting the warm water cascade over me, while thoughts of what had just happened, trampled my brain to a pulp.

I had never enjoyed sex like that before and come to that neither had Mum and Dad. I needed to know if that was the end of it, or whether like me, they would want more.

Having showered and dressed, well sort of dressed, being dressed consisted of a flared micro skirt and a see through lace top, no bra and no knickers, I then went downstairs to join Mum and Dad in the front room, where I found them still naked and on their second bottle of wine.

"Grab yourself a glass darling and fill it, the bottle is here."

"Thank you Mum."

"Are you OK?" Mum asked. "Your tits looked a bit red by the time we finished with you?"

"Yes Mum, I'm OK, you're right my tits were a bit red, but nothing that I couldn't handle."

"Well, looking at the way you're dressed, you look as though you are ready to start over again."

"Well I'm up for that if you two are."

Dad had said nothing up until now, but I could see he was thinking, was he going to put a stop to it? I really hoped not.

I poured myself a drink and sat down beside Mum. Dad asked me where I wanted to go from here; my immediate reaction was to say that I wanted more, I wanted to do it again.

"Well, you do realise just how wrong that would be, don't you." Dad told me.

"Yes Dad, but no one else needs to know, or do they?"

"No" Dad replied, "they don't, but it would be one hell of a secret to keep."

"Yes I know Dad, but I'm not going to tell anyone and I'm bloody sure you and Mum aren't going too."

After that, Mum didn't waste any time, she grabbed me and threw me onto the floor, I hadn't even finished my drink, but was I going to object? Not fuckin likely.

I was fucked and abused that night until I couldn't think straight anymore and was too weak to stand, let alone walk. Mum and Dad went to bed in the early hours, leaving me lying across the back of the settee, where Dad had been spanking me. My arse was red and sore, a mixture of my lady cum and Dad's cum, dripping from my cunt and arse, my face was covered in what I assumed was Mum's lady-cum or maybe it was Dad's cum as well. I had simply been dumped there when they had finished with me. Mum knew that was the way I wanted to be used, treated like a tramp and dumped. I had enjoyed being used that way and wanted more.

I slept on the floor that night and woke in the morning with dried cum covering me, I needed a shower, but a coffee first, my head was thumping, I had drunk a lot of wine, maybe Mum and Dad thought I might need it, if they were going to use me the way that they did.

I made myself a strong cup of coffee and sat at the kitchen table, still naked, thoughts of what happened last night, once again trampling around in my head, I wanted it to happen again; I wanted to make sure it did, but how? In the end, that question was answered for me.

Mum and Dad entered the kitchen, made themselves coffee and joined me at the table.

"Did you enjoy yourself last night darling?" Mum asked me.

"Yes I did mum."

"We spoke last night about doing it again, is that still what you want?" Mum asked.

"Well, yes I do Mum, if that is what you and Dad want, but I have had some thoughts about that."

"Come on then darling; tell us what it is you want?" Asked Mum.

"I want an arrangement with you and Dad, so that you can both have me any time you want, to do with as you want, wherever you want."

"OK," said Dad, "so what do you want in return?"

"I want you and mum to use me for your pleasure. You both showed last night that you have an aggressive side and I loved that, I want to be treated like a tramp that you throw away when you have finished, you can do whatever you want with me, I trust you implicitly and know you won't do anything silly or injure me. That is all I want, other than in between times, I am treated like a princess."

"OMG!" Exclaimed Mum. "Is that really what you want, we can really use you however we want?"

"Yes Mum, I really enjoyed being treated like that last night and want more. I don't want any say in what you do, you will just do it."

"OK darling," Dad said. "You will be our princess, but no more Mum and Dad, from now on it will be Mummy and Daddy, is that OK?"

"Well that's easy Daddy."

"Let's try it for a year," Said Daddy. "Then we can look at the situation again, but if at any time you want out, you must say so, is that understood?"

After that night of madness, things calmed down, as I knew they would. Over the next six months, Mummy and I enjoyed some lovely, loving, gentle sex, but when she got together with Daddy, OMG did things get wild. Also over that period, I spent a lot of time in Daddy's studio, he has shot some really hard-core porn with me and sometimes with Mummy as well, she enjoys it as much as I do. However, when she joins me for a porn shoot, she changes, things can get rough and wild, but I love it. Still do to this day.

Six months later.

Daddy was away for a couple of days and I had gone out with friends for the day. I arrived home just as Aunty Ann and Uncle Jack were leaving, they gave me some funny looks as they past me, but didn't say a word, not a hello nor goodbye, but I didn't take a lot of notice of it, just assumed that they were in a hurry.

"I didn't know that they were coming today Mummy, I would have tried to get home earlier, had you told me."

"They weren't supposed to be coming darling," replied Mummy, "but you know what I'm like with computers, I messed things up and couldn't get it to do anything, it was frozen. I didn't want your daddy to know I'd done it, so I called Uncle Jack to come and sort it. I don't know why they left in such a hurry though; they didn't say a word to you."

"So why didn't you just leave it until I got home?" I asked.

I didn't wait for an answer from Mummy, I rushed upstairs lifted the lid of the laptop and switched on, my worst fears were immediately confirmed.

All the pictures and videos that Daddy had shot of the three of us were in a folder on his desktop, which is what Mummy had been looking at when the laptop froze.

The laptop came into life, on the screen was a video half way through, Mummy was sitting on my face using it as a fuck toy, at the same time squeezing and stretching my nipples, making me squeal, Daddy had his cock buried deep inside me. Other still pictures, showing me being spanked by Mummy and arse fucked by Daddy, were open in the background.

My uncle and aunt must have heard my car as I pulled into the drive, looks like they shut the lid down quickly on the laptop without closing the folder.

"Oh my fucking good god, what have you done Mummy?" I voiced aloud.

I ran back down stairs to the kitchen where Mummy was preparing dinner, completely unaware of what she had done. I made her stop what she was doing, led her into the front room, sat her down and explained everything.

I watched her go white, as the blood drained from her face, I could see she wanted to say something, but couldn't. I moved in close and cuddled her; she started crying, tears streaming down her ashen face.

"W w what are we going to do?" She stuttered. "We will have to tell your Daddy, but how the hell do we do that?"

"I don't know Mummy, but we will do it together. Daddy will be home tomorrow, I will sleep with you tonight, to help you through."

"Thank you darling."

Just after ten the next morning, Daddy opened the back door and came in. OMG, he had a look like thunder, never seen him looking like that, I didn't know whether or not to speak to him, he looked at Mummy, Jesus Christ if looks could kill.

"I'm going to have a shower and then we need to talk... What the fuck has been going on here?" Daddy barked at us both.

Daddy disappeared through the door and up the stairs, leaving Mummy and I standing in the kitchen, with our mouths open.

Mummy was the first to speak "Well I guess we won't have to tell him, he already knows, that is for sure." She said, in a very frightened voice.

"I don't want Daddy coming down in a rage Mummy; I'm going up and wait for him to come out of the shower."

"Oh please be careful darling, don't make things worse." Mummy replied.

I ran upstairs, into Mummy's bedroom and waited for Daddy, he seemed to be taking forever.

"GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" Daddy screamed at me as he entered.

"NO DADDY, I WON'T!" I screamed back.

"You have got to calm down Daddy; this wouldn't have happened if Mummy hadn't been frightened of what you might say to her about it. In desperation, she called Uncle Jack. Knowing very little about computers, she didn't know that they would see the folder."

After a few agonizing minutes, Daddy started to calm down, just a little, but enough for me to feel that I could take control of the situation.

I was sat on their bed, Dad was standing in front of me with just a towel wrapped around him, I had to make sure I had him completely calm; I grabbed the towel and pulled it to the floor. His cock was limp, but not for long, not if I was to get my way.

I quickly stood up and pushed him, he tumbled backwards onto the bed; I leaned forward and had his cock in my mouth before he had time to object.

His cock didn't stay limp for long, I felt it growing in my mouth as I sucked on it. As soon as he was hard, Daddy took control, throwing me off, he leapt up and threw me down onto the bed, he knelt over me pinning my arms. I knew what was coming; with luck, it would calm him down.

"YES DADDY, GO ON DADDY! Fuck your little girl's mouth," I screamed at him, as he rammed his cock down my throat.

His cock went into my open, waiting mouth, I let him fuck me, I let him be as rough as he wanted to be, I needed him to get the anger out of his system.

I assumed that he was going to shoot his load down my throat, but he pulled out and flipped me over, it's a fuckin good job that his cock was covered in pre-cum and my saliva, because his cock went up my arse, no ceremony, no foreplay, no gentleness, he just slammed it in and fucked me, fucked me hard.

Gradually he slowed and stopped, his cock went limp, he pulled it from my arse and went down on his knees, I rolled over and sat up on the bed, I watched as tears started rolling down his face. I had never seen my daddy cry.

"OMG Daddy, we can get through this." I told him.

"I don't see how darling, I think that your mummy and I are going to prison. Your uncle is going to the police tomorrow."

"No, you're not going to prison Daddy." I assured him, although I had not a clue how I was going to prevent it.

"If your uncle goes to the police, I don't see how it can be avoided." Daddy told me.

I stood up, pulled daddy to his feet and told him to go downstairs and comfort Mummy. I told him that in no way was he to be cross with her. Could he go back downstairs and not fly into a rage again? I didn't know the answer to that, but I had to take the chance.

Daddy got dressed and went downstairs to Mummy; I dashed into my bedroom and wrote an email to Uncle Jack.

From: Caroline caz-yes-i-did-fictionalcom

To: Ann & Jack ann&

Uncle Jack

I appreciate that what you saw on Daddy's laptop was a shock to you and we all know it is wrong, but I am asking you, please meet me tomorrow morning in Costela Coffee next to the cinema, at 9.30am, before you go to the police.

If you still want to go to the police after we have talked, then you must do what you feel you have too, but please, give me the opportunity to talk to you first.

Caz xxx

Reply: Forward:

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I received a reply almost immediately, agreeing to meet me. I ran downstairs to Mummy and Daddy, I went into the front room, they were cuddling on the settee. "First hurdle over." I thought to myself. I sat in the chair opposite them and told them what I had done.

Mummy was the first to speak and told me. "Your Daddy will go with you darling."

"NO MUMMY!" I stressed, "I must go on my own, Uncle seeing Daddy with me, will only antagonise him."

Daddy unwillingly agreed with me, so that was it, in the morning I would go and face the wrath of my uncle.

9.20am I walked into the coffee shop, bought a coffee and found a table in a corner, sat down and nervously sipped at my coffee. 9.30am on the dot my uncle walked in and saw me in the corner.

"Oh fuck," I thought to myself. "He has brought my aunt with him."

"Come and sit down," I said. "What can I get you to drink?"

"Cappuccino for both of us," Uncle Jack grunted, barely looking at me.

As I walked to the counter, I could feel their eyes burning into me. I had taken a huge gamble and worn an extremely short skirt and a white, tight "T" shirt, with no bra. When I got to the counter, I turned and looked back, they both looked away quickly, "GOTCHA!" I thought to myself. I smiled inside and ordered the Coffee.

As I walked back to the table, I could see they were struggling not to look at my legs and my nipples that were sticking through my shirt, not a lot, but enough for them to have noticed.

"Did you enjoy looking at my legs just now Uncle?" I asked.

"I W Was."

I stopped him mid sentence. "No, I was uncle... You were both looking at my legs as I walked across there, no doubt hoping that you might get to see a bit more than just my legs if I had to bend over for any reason."

"Actually we were thinking, what a slut you are." My aunt said in a disapproving voice.

"I've no doubt about that, I am a slut for Mummy and Daddy, I don't deny that, but both of you have always tried to get a look up my skirt whenever you could, even when I was younger, so please don't deny it, we both know that you did."

"W we w were." Aunty stuttered.

"Yes, I know, you were just looking, but you were always hoping to see a bit more. What you didn't know, was that I enjoyed it, I have always tried to make sure you got a good view."

"You are as bad as." Aunty started to say.

I didn't let Aunty finish. "As bad as Mummy and Daddy... Is that what you think?"

"Well yes it is." Said my uncle.

"But you two are just the same. I know that you would have fucked me before now, if I had given you the chance.

"No n no we" Aunty again stuttered

Again, I didn't let her finish. "Don't deny it, because I know that you would have. As I got older, I made sure that you both saw more, I wore ever more skimpy thongs for you and I loved to watch as your cock got hard Uncle. As for you Aunty, I bet your knickers were always wet by the time you left our house. I know that you were both fantasizing about what you would like to do with me."

"That's as maybe, you little slut." Retorted Aunty indignantly.

"The truth hurts, does it Aunty?"

"We didn't fuck you, as you so crudely put it." Aunty replied.

"That was only because I never gave you the chance!... I teased Mummy and Daddy in the same way, I showed them more and more and you have seen the results of that. I don't regret a thing; I am really enjoying what we have got going."

"So where is this going?" Asked Aunty. "Why shouldn't we go to the police? You obviously asked us here to try and stop us, didn't you? We haven't done anything wrong, so why shouldn't we?"

"Because I know what you really want and I am going to give it to you, I am going to let you both fuck me." A crude way of putting it I know, but needs must.

Uncle Jack didn't say a word just glared at me, but Aunty Ann choked and spat her coffee out across the table all over my shirt. "Perfect," I thought... That has played right into my hands. I told my aunt that I would have to go into the toilets to clean up and that she had better come with me. Aunty looked inquisitively at my uncle; he shrugged his shoulders as if to say, "I don't know why," but waved his hand at her to say "go on."

We went into the toilets, a quick look round, no one in there. I opened a cubical door and pushed Aunty inside; immediately I put a finger on her lips to tell her to keep quiet.

I took off my wet shirt, allowing her to see my tits and my nipples that were now standing to attention. I lifted my skirt and slid a finger across my cunt through my thong.

Aunty took one look, reached out, grabbed my thong and dragged it down, it fell down to my feet and I stepped out of it. As I was stepping out of it, Aunty slammed me back against the wall, our lips met and our tongues danced around each other's.

I parted my legs as I felt her hand reaching for my, oh so sensitive spot, I parted my legs a little more and pushed my hips forward allowing her easier access.

She started exploring between my lips, ooh oh oh yeees, she found my clit, I moaned as she rubbed it with her finger, sending an electric sensation from my cunt, through to my spine and up into my head. "FUCK! That feels so good."

"Oh shit" I said that out loud.

I started moaning, couldn't help myself, her fingers pushed down to my entrance, but she didn't push in, instead she hovered, taking advantage of the slippery juices dribbling from my cunt, teasing me, sliding her finger slowly up and down between my lips. "Please push into me! PLEASE, PLEASE, just fuck me!" I screamed at her.

The tension was building in my cunt and thighs, the tingling was getting intense, my cunt was beginning to feel like it was on fire, but she still resisted the temptation to thrust her finger into me, but as my breathing began to get heavier, she couldn't resist any longer. I felt two fingers being pushed into me, as deep as she could, but then slowly in and out, her thumb massaging my clit at the same time.

My breathing was getting heavier and heavier, my moaning getting louder and louder, she knew my orgasm would peak soon.

She was fucking me now as though her life depended on it, my hips began to tremble and my back arched as the muscles in my cunt began to spasm, my orgasm began sending waves of heat through my body, building to an unbelievable climax.

Tears were running down my cheeks, her thrusting slowed as she felt the muscles in my cunt, spasm, tightening, gripping her fingers. She was teasing me again, slowly pushing in and out and almost stopping as if to extend my orgasm for as long as she could. I started shaking violently, my legs were feeling like jelly, I was struggling to hold myself up, I screamed out as the full intensity hit me like a sledgehammer. Her fingers dragged from me as my legs buckled and gave way; I slid down the wall coming to rest on my heels, now unable to move.

I sat there for a few seconds trying to recover.

"Fuckin hell Aunty, what did you just hit me with?" I said quietly, as I sat there feeling pleased with myself.

However, before my aunt could reply, we heard the toilet flush in the next cubicle. "Oh shit, whoever that is must have heard everything." I said in a whisper.