Uncle and Aunt

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Part Eight.

Over the months that followed, I went and had dinner once a month at Steve's family home, the first one after we had become engaged was the most difficult. Well not really that bad as you will find out. With all the others being quite pleasant.

But for this first one, I had butterflies in my stomach wondering what their reaction being with the fact that their son had become engaged to me. I went as I now normally dressed, that being as though I was really a female, wearing a lovely dress and really acting the part of being their future daughter-in-law, though what kind of hell would break loose if they ever found out that I was a male, didn't bear thinking about.

My trepidations were unfounded for I was made most welcome, them having been told the news. In fact, he had already told them prior to my birthday that he was going to propose to me, so that was the first hurdle over. The second one was that Steve would be moving out to live in my house. His argument being that it was one less mouth to feed, less washing etc, etc. He would still work in the deli as I would at the wool shop so that basically surmounted that hurdle.

The next was when did we intend to get married, which was parried by saying that we had as yet not decided. The follow up to that was where would we get married. Now Steve and I had discussed this, with the aid of my aunt, and what we had come up with was that we would not be married in a church but in the local registry office, thereby saving quite a bit of money, which his family didn't have, though mine did, but this wasn't mentioned. It was purely to save money for a honeymoon and the future. So that was another hurdle over when his parents accepted this.

Next was who would be best man. Steve came up trumps with this by asking if an obscure uncle would be his best man, not daring to have one of his school fellows just in case I was recognised, so that was another we got across and were now close to the winning post.

`So for the reception, there will only be Norma's mother and father, me and your mother and your uncle,' Steve's dad asked. Now this was the second time that my uncle had been referred as being my father. Well he had originally introduced me with his surname, so I know had to go along with this, being Norma Levant for the ceremony until I would then become Mrs. Norma Forbes, which was his family's name.

Now I had already brought this up with Steve, but his parents believed that I was a female, which I was dressed as at our first meeting, we now had to go along with it, which was another reason for the marriage to take place in a registry office than a church. Which, if you think about it, was the only solution.

All the costs, the registry office, the reception and the honeymoon would be paid for by Mr. Levant, being the father of the bride was laid out and that then, was that, all done and dusted as they say. As to where the honeymoon was to be was undecided by both of us at the time, but thought would be given to that when the time came close. And when would this marriage take place was the last question. In six months time was the answer.

So that first visit after the engagement being announced, was now behind us and the other meetings I had with them went smoothly, except for the remark that Steve's mother made by saying that she looked forward to becoming a grandmother. Steve and I both looked at each other and it was very difficult for me to keep a straight face as we told her for that, she'd have to wait.

Uncle and aunt must have spoken more about this without me knowing, but my uncle would now come into my bedroom twice a week now for us to fuck each other. Which I think that was because when Steve and I did get married, that would be the end of us coupling together, but that was just a small problem that I was able to sort out later.

So I now had uncle in my bedroom on a Monday and Friday, Steve on a Saturday and auntie on the other four evenings, though it did sometimes change a little. With me now out of school, I was working in the wool shop as Steve worked in the deli every day of the week except Sunday and had Steve over a couple of times on that day to be with me.

It's surprising how those six months flew by and before we knew it, I was to be married. My aunt had spent a whole month in making me a wedding dress. Not the normal kind of one, all flowing with a big train behind for we were not going to be married in a church, but it was to be white and not so ostentatious and I wasn't allowed to see it until that very day, which was now fast approaching.

Uncle had already arranged things, seeing the registrar, given him my name as being Norma Levant, my age and date of birth, though he admitted not telling any other lies except my surname to this man, because with uncle giving my name as being Norma, the registrar put down my sex as being female. He was also able to give him Steve's name, which happened to be Steven Michael Forbes, giving his age and date of birth, so that was all sorted and ready. He also arranged the reception in a small private room at a local hotel with there only being seven people to cater for.

I think we put off having the honeymoon because Vera, Steve's mother, at the time, couldn't find a suitable person to stand in for Steve in the shop, which wasn't any hardship for us as we could have one later when everything settled down, which on reflection, was to our advantage, but we'll come to that in time.

Because both family's had shops to run, a Saturday for the marriage was out of the question, that being the busiest day of the week for both, so it was decided to be held on a Monday, the slackest day. Steve had come on the Saturday before this event, for dinner, all hepped up and excited and couldn't wait till the meal was over and us go up to my room for our last night of being single and yet still having each other to fuck. Which we did and thoroughly enjoyed it.

On Sunday night, I was in uncle's and aunties bed to fuck auntie as well as sucking on her pussy and then having uncle fuck me and later, me fucking him, so we were all looking a bit sorry for ourselves the next morning because of us going to sleep later than usual. So Monday morning, the day of me getting married to another man had arrived.

Even though breakfast was on the table, with the three of us naked as usual, I couldn't eat a thing and only drank a cup of coffee, not being able to eat with a stomach already full, and that was with butterflies. After the meal I didn't eat, I was taken up to their bedroom where I saw for the first time, the dress I would be wearing for this day of days. It was beautiful, and she could or had never made such a dress that I was now about to have put on me by her. But first came the suspender belt, which was one of aunties, the something old, and the something new was the panties which was left till last, as I revelled in the job of putting on my stockings, getting an erection again as I pulled them up my legs and then clipping them to the belt. I then put the padded bra on, auntie doing the clips at the back for me, followed by those new panties. She had even brought a blue garter from the shop that she pulled up on my left leg, so I was now wearing something new, something old and something blue, the mantra that was almost a tradition in relation to a bride to be to be wearing on the day of her being married.

Then came that wonderful dress she had made that fitted me perfectly before she then tended to my hair, which positively glowed after she had finished. Satisfied that I looked perfect, led me downstairs to where uncle was dressed in his best suit. Auntie having already dressed herself before attending to me. The car that uncle had ordered was outside waiting and the three of us got aboard for the short journey to the Town Hall where the registrar's domain was, arriving just a few minutes before were we were due to go for me to be married to another man.

Steve, with his best man, and his mother and father were already inside and with auntie entering the room, knew that I wasn't far behind. With her in the right place, Uncle and I then entered, my hand under his arm and holding onto it, we walked those few yards to come and stand next to the man I was going to be married to.

I barely heard the words the registrar uttered only coming awake as it were to hear him pronounce us as being man and wife, Not even realising that I had answered his questions as to accepting the man to be my wedded husband or having the wedding ring placed on my finger to join the engagement ring. It was all really a daze for me, really being out of my body and mind during the whole ceremony, and now here I was, married to the man I loved and who loved me.

I was still in a daze as I walked out with my husband's arm through mine, followed by the others to the waiting cars to take us to the hotel for the reception. I think that Steve's parents were a bit miffed in it not being a lavish affair, but as Steve had accepted it, they had to too. But this reception went off well and we all had plenty to eat and drink, uncle not stinting on the expensive food and drinks that were available and I think it was as good if not better than if we'd had a hundred people there. Toasts were made as Steve and I sat at the head of the table, me passing him delicate pieces of food on my fork for him to take off with his mouth, giving me a wink at the same time.

I saw to his food as I imagined that a new wife would do for her newly wedded husband, and it went down very well with those few people we had with us. At least it was easy for the photographer that had turned up, being able to take pictures of all those present and handed out a two leather bound books for everyone to sign both as each family would then receive one when the photographs had been inserted.

But overall, it was a lovely morning and lunch, which when over, I was kissed by my now new in-laws and wished a happy life with their son which I replied in saying that I would do as the vows had decreed, which seemed to satisfy them. We all then parted, them going back to their home, while I was now going back to mine, but with Steve, my husband, uncle and aunt.

As soon as we got inside our house it was upstairs we went to get our clothes off, Steve asking me to keep the stockings and bra on for this day, to remind him that I was the person that he had just married. So with him naked and me half dressed, went back down stairs and got a whistle from uncle at seeing me still in my female underwear, him and auntie being as naked as Steve.

`Well as we saw you consummate the betrothal, let's see the consummation of the marriage,' uncle said.

That's not fair,' I cried. You have now seen us have sex, but Steve hasn't seen you and auntie have sex! If you do that first, then you can watch us,' I cried.

`Becky?' he said looking at her, us knowing that he would do it if she agreed for his cock had already started to harden and lift itself up. She also could see what we did, and with him then being fully erect, acquiesced to what I had almost demanded. He pointed to the carpet as he looked at auntie who gave a small smile and came over and laid herself down as uncle got down between her legs as Steve and I then watched uncle fuck his wife in front of us.

Didn't he hammer her, with her legs up high and uncle's ass moving almost as fast as a fiddler's elbow, such was his thrusting into her that her tits were moving up and down her chest like two jellies on top of a vibrator. She gave out a muted scream as she had an orgasm and uncle then stiffened and I knew that he was cumming inside her.

His chest was heaving when he came to a stop, as were auntie's, still lying on her back until uncle pulled his still big throbbing cock out of her pussy, was when she moved, turning round and pushing uncle onto his back and then sucking on his wet cock.

Steve's eyes were like saucers at watching, I think, for the first time of seeing a man and woman have a fuck and then to see the wife start sucking on the cock that had just been up inside her. Well it had turned him on, for his cock was up and looking very rigid, sticking out from his thighs. I couldn't resist bending my head down and taking the head of his cock into my mouth to give it a few sucks. I would have liked to carry on until he cummed, but I really wanted him to fuck me with that rod of iron that was then in my mouth, so soon released him as auntie finished sucking on uncle's cock, looking quite pleased with herself at what she had done in front of Steve for the first time. If I didn't know my uncle and aunt as I did, it wouldn't be the last time either.

So with them then getting up from the rug, a smile from auntie and a smirk from uncle. It was then our turn to do something similar in letting them see the consummation of our marriage on the same rug they had fucked on. With me being the "wife" of our marriage, I went and laid down on my back on the rug and lifted my legs up as Steve got in between them, putting my heels up on his shoulders, his arms lifting my legs up to make them comfortable for both of us. So with him lifting my rear end up a little, he was in the perfect position and did what he was supposed to do in this position by pushing his lower body forward, and had his cock enter my ass.

With the head inside me, he lifted me a little higher and pushed forward again and had the whole length of his cock enter me. How lovely that was to have his hard throbbing cock fill me again, and begin to give me the pleasure of having it move back and forth in my back passage. I smiled up at him and getting a big smile back from my husband, wondering, how in hell's name did we get away with it. Us getting married with those not in the know, not guessing that it was really a gay marriage. His parents would shit bricks if they knew the truth.

I now felt him stiffen up and then had the glorious feel of his cum hitting my inside passage, loving every shot that was coating not only the sides but his cock too with him still moving it inside me. But he came to an end and began to sink down to lie on top of me as we kissed, his cock slowly beginning to slide out of me as my body started straightening up with my legs slipping down his sides.

Then I went and did something that I'd never done before, and that was to quickly turn round and take the head of his cock into my mouth to suck off and squeeze his cock to get some of his cum also getting a slightly strange and different taste of him. But then, it was the first time of sucking his cock straight after he had pulled it out of my ass.

Now auntie, after being fucked by her husband, couldn't fuck him in return, but I could fuck mine, which I did. I rolled him over and pulled him up onto his knees and was quickly behind him and pushed my cock up into his ass and fucked my new husband. In the old days, it was the done thing for a King and Queen to be seen copulating after their marriage, some Kings being fooled into thinking that their new wife was a virgin. Well I wasn't either in respect of being fucked up the ass, but my husband had been, with me being the one to deflower him as the saying goes.

So uncle and aunt watched me do what they have already seen me do in fucking Steve, though he didn't suck on me after I had cum inside and pulled out of him. We were just about to go upstairs to wash when aunt asked us was there anything special we would like for dinner.

`Are you hungry darling?' I asked Steve.

`Only for you sweetheart. No. No dinner for me,' he replied.

Me neither,' I said to him and turned to auntie. No dinner for us thank you aunt. We're going to wash now and will not be back down till tomorrow morning.'

Uncle and aunt looked at each other and smiled before I turned round and went upstairs with my husband, first to wash and then to go to bed and do the same as we had done down on the rug in the lounge. But now, I had gotten into the habit of taking a bowl of water and a towel into the bedroom with me to save us trooping down the hall to the bathroom after each time of fucking an ass. It was lovely after having washed ourselves to get on what was now our bed, not just mine, and I would have him sleeping with me all night and for as long as we wanted.

It was strange, after having had sex in all its form that we could do before sleeping, have an arm round and holding me, feeling a warm body close up to my back, also the cock that I loved pressed against my bum as we finally got off to sleep after such a wonderful day.

It was lovely to wake up, feeling a hard cock pressing against my back. Mine just sticking out in front of me. He stirred as I moved and I pushed the covers down and saw that cock of his just begging to be sucked and proceeded to do just that. I took the head into my mouth and began to suck on him before he was fully awake.

`Turn round,' I heard him say, and so, without letting him go from my mouth, shuffled my body round, my feet banging against the beds headboard as his mouth took in the head of my cock and there we lay, sucking on each other's erection and getting the nights accumulated cum to taste and swallow before licking each other clean.

I surprised him when I turned round to kiss him, for I hadn't swallowed all of his cum and now, with our lips together and our mouths half open, pushed some of his own cum into his mouth which gave him a jolt, unable to get his lips off mine because of me holding his head, giving him no option but to swallow what had come out of his own balls. He, later that night did the same to me and so it became a regular thing between us, this passing over some of the other's cum to swallow.

But the wedding day was over and both shops having been closed for it, now had to open, so after breakfast, we all got dressed, aunt and I in dresses and the men in trousers etc, we went to work, getting a kiss from Steve outside our shop as uncle opened it up, for the deli shop was further down the road.

I went there when it was lunch time and my mother-in-law was there too, as well as some customers. Steve didn't hesitate to come round the counter to take me in his arms and kiss me.

`They were married yesterday,' I heard Vera tell the customers there in the shop and got all of them congratulating us when the kissing was broken off for him to return to his place behind the counter. I was blushing at the congrats from those people there and had Steve serve me the usual food that we had, but now, being a member of the family, didn't have to pay anything.

At closing time, we had to wait for Steve as it took the deli a bit longer to close down for the day, but he arrived and we went off home together for dinner and then bed. It was a whole week before we would stay down in the lounge for a while after dinner instead of going straight up to our bedroom. I like that. Our bedroom! It had a nice ring to it. Our place to have sex and enjoy the having of each other be it the ass or mouth, both were a pleasure to have one's cock in.

It was several weeks before auntie shyly asked if she could come into our bed and have me suck on her pussy. I explained to Steve that we used to do this nearly every night before we had got married and he now shared my bed at night. Auntie did like having me tongue her clit and suck on it and tongue her vagina until she had an orgasm. He had no objection as he had never seen a woman have her pussy sucked and so lay down next to us as I did just that, bringing auntie up to having an orgasm. Though it was a few weeks more before I fucked her with him watching. In fact, it turned him on and then got him to fuck me while I was sucking on her. Auntie cumming in my mouth as Steve cummed in my ass

It was several months later that he agreed to let uncle fuck me but declined being fucked himself, having seen the size of uncle's cock when it was erect. Steve later joined in the daisy chain we made, me being in the middle fucking him as uncle fucked me, but that was as far as he would go.