Story: Alison 2 OF 4  -g9   
      
      
      
     part 2   
      
       Wednesday night...   
      
       I knew it was a school night, and I should have been in bed ages ago.  I   
   must have fallen asleep on the sofa, and no one had woken me at bedtime.  I   
   was in between sleep and consciousness and I could here sounds of grunting   
   and groaning.  I thought it was part of my dream.  I opened my eyes and I   
   could see daddy on his knees.  I was having trouble focusing on him, but   
   eventually I realised he was kneeling behind my elder brother Carl pushing   
   his Willy into his bum.  I could hardly believe my eyes, I had to do a   
   retake just to make sure I wasn't dreaming, hallucinating, or just plain   
   seeing things.  But there was no doubt about it.  With further   
   investigation Carl was knelt facing a chair where my mum sat, and he had   
   his hand and face buried between her legs.   
      
       I was in shock I think, because I just lay there staring at them for an   
   age.  My dad pushing his Willy into my brothers bum whilst Carl pushed his   
   hand into my mummies cunny and licked her button.  I absentmindedly stroke   
   myself down there, but only as a reflex action as my hands are nearly   
   always between my legs whilst I sleep.   
      
       I'd never seen anything like it, but everyone seemed to be enjoying them   
   selves.  I was wondering what it would feel like to have a Willy in my bum   
   hole, or a tongue licking my button.  I was getting wet and tingly.  Then   
   the proceedings took a turn for the worse I thought.  I felt a presence   
   behind me and looked up.  There stood in the doorway watching us all was   
   uncle Brian.  What was he doing here tonight?  He only ever visited on the   
   weekend.  I don't know how he had got into the house, as I'd not heard a   
   knock.  Maybe one of the other kids had let him in, but that meant that   
   maybe they had witnessed what was going on in here.  Anyway that was a mute   
   point as all hell broke loose as my dad jumped up in shock to see uncle   
   Brian standing there, this brought a shriek from Carl and he tried to cover   
   his rear, at which point mum started to get up then sat back down covering   
   herself and crying saying oh no, oh my god no repeatedly.  Dad had pulled   
   his pants up and started shouting at uncle Brian about how the f*** had he   
   got in, and what the f*** was he going to do about it, and many other   
   things about what was happening.  He was talking really quickly and not   
   making a lot of sense.  Uncle Brian just told my dad to calm down and that   
   they needed to talk.   
      
       They went off into another room whilst Carl and my mum cleaned up and   
   got dressed.  Uncle Brian then wanted to speak to Carl, so he took him into   
   the other room.  No-one had really said anything to me yet so I was a   
   little shocked when they came back and uncle Brian lifted me up, gave me a   
   big hug and kiss, then he told me to go to bed.  Carl wasn't very far   
   behind me; he just smirked and went off to his own room.  There's been a   
   lot more talking downstairs, but I couldn't make anything out, and   
   eventually drifted off to sleep.   
      
       Next morning no one said anything about what happened last night, but I   
   could tell things were different.  Mum asked me where my swimming costume   
   was, and did I have clean white knickers.  Why would she ask me that?  I   
   didn't have swimming today at school, and I always put clean knickers on in   
   the morning but why did they have to be white?  I checked and they were   
   white with little pink and red flowers on.  She said those would be ok.  I   
   was wearing my summer school dress, which is blue and white checks, a navy   
   blue cardigan, white socks, and my new black shoes.  I just gave her a   
   puzzled look, but she just turned away and carried on doing what she was   
   doing.   
      
       Breakfast over and we were all ready for school, my dad took all the   
   older ones and my mum the younger because we went to different schools, but   
   this time she told me to come with her.  This was odd because I always went   
   with the older group.  Mum dropped off the little ones and then took me by   
   the hand and led me towards the town centre.  I figured I must have been   
   having a special swimming lesson.  I couldn't swim yet, so that could quite   
   be possible.  Mum had a bag with some stuff in it, I guessed it contained   
   my swimming costume and a towel, maybe some shampoo and stuff.  So I was   
   happy to skip along side of mummy.   
      
       We never got to town, or the swimming baths, instead we stopped at uncle   
   Brian's house, I was curious as to why we were here but also happy because   
   I was going to visit my favourite uncle.  Mum knocked on the door then   
   started to straighten my collar and brush non-existent fluff off my blazer.   
   Eventually the door opened and uncle Brian let us in giving me a big   
   welcoming hug and kiss then placing me down on the sofa, he offered mum a   
   drink which she declined then he asked if I wanted anything.  Juice.  I   
   didn't care which sort; it always tasted nice at uncle Brian's.  I think it   
   was because he always bought the named brands, and not the cheap stuff we   
   had.  I'm not knocking the cheap shops own stuff, we were part of a big   
   family, so cheap brands and bulk buying was what my parents did.   
      
       My mum said she had to leave soon and sort of made her way towards the   
   door, uncle Brian said for her not to hurry and he went to her, putting his   
   arm around her and pulling her into him for a kiss.  Mum said to him we   
   shouldn't, but he did it anyway.  He also put his other hand between her   
   legs and touched her cunny.  He said you're wet, and then slid his hand   
   down her pants.  I could tell my mum didn't really want him to, but she   
   didn't try to stop him or say anything.  When he removed his hand I could   
   see it was wet and slimy.  I'd never seen my uncle behave like this ever,   
   and although I was a little shocked, I guess I was also a little excited by   
   it all.  Mum said her goodbyes gave me and uncle Brian a kiss then left.   
   Uncle Brian locked the door and then sat down with me to watch a little TV.   
   I snuggled into him and he put his arm round me and pulled me close.   
      
       Then for the first time since we got there I spoke, asking uncle Brian   
   if he was going to be taking me swimming.  He laughed and said he didn't   
   think so, but I would be staying with him for the weekend.  But it was only   
   Thursday morning, so meant at least four days.  I'd never stayed at his   
   house ever before.  I was both excited and apprehensive.  A whole four days   
   with the uncle I loved so much, did he know how I felt?  Why was I even   
   here?   
      
       He asked me if I wanted to watch a movie, of course I did.  Not that I   
   really cared what it was, I was just so happy it was with him.  We went   
   upstairs because that's where all his entertainment stuff was.  Hi-fi, TV,   
   video player, computer, play station, etc.  As soon as we were there he   
      
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