1. Debbie Comes Home


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: Debbie2013, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    Rosie said with a smile as she flicked the switch where the electric blanket was plugged in. “Rosie, stop teasing her!” said Uncle Keith. “You’re one to talk Keith, you used to put your head against her bedroom door every time you thought you heard the back massager going!” was her reply. “No, no, go ahead, turn them on……” I said, interrupting their little quibble, "and fetch me the old back massager too for good measure!” I replied cheekily, as I looked Uncle Keith in the eye. “It’s in there” she said pointing to the bedside table. I raised my eyebrows as if to say ‘really?’ And she nodded her head in agreement. I adored the fact that we were open about the years gone by, and the infamous ‘missing back massager’ The way I felt that very moment I wasn’t in the mood to masturbate, but after a nice soak in the bath, a little more wine and with the room prepared I wasn’t ruling it out. “Anyhow, you undress and I’ll run you a bath. Have a nice soak and come down when you’re ready. Dinner will be on the table in about an hour and a half, so you'd better have a top up for the bath?” she said, smiling. “Sure, that’d be lovely,” I replied. “Keith!” she ordered, “go fill her up!” as she passed my empty glass to Uncle Keith. I undressed and walked through the landing naked towards the bathroom. It had always been an openly naked kind of house. The fact that I was now a grown woman didn’t change anything at all. As I got in the bath Uncle Keith appeared with a generous glass of red ...
    wine, neither of us bothered by my nudity. He stayed and chatted for a while asking me this and that, while perching on the end of the toilet seat. He wanted to know anything and everything about his ‘little girls’ trip, all the in’s and out’s . Uncle Keith had always shown an interest in everything I did. He eventually stood up and said he’d better go and help Aunt Rosie with dinner. “See you later, darling” he said as he kissed me on the forehead, “great to have you home." I was so relaxed in the bath, feeling very sleepy. I plucked up the courage to get out and dry myself before I went past the point of actually needing to sleep. I entered my bedroom and couldn’t resist pulling back the duvet, casting aside my towel and laying for a moment on the warm bed sheets. My mood had certainly changed from the previous hour. It would have been so easy to pull the duvet on top of me and have a quickie. I was always the kind of girl that got aroused as she got tired, as if the inevitable orgasm aided a more relaxed sleep. I got up instantly and replaced the duvet to keep the bed warm. I opened the drawer of the bedside table, more out of curiosity than lust, and Aunt Rosie was right - there it was, her old massager, or rather my old massager. I took it out and held it to me, remembering all the pleasure it had brought me over the years. I plugged it in beside the bed and flicked the switch for the infra-red. The big head lit up and glowed bright red. Just seeing the light brought back so ...
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