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Read part 1 of this story, here My Father's Birthday Peesent

Read part 2 of this story here Down at the Clay Pits

After the Clay Pits
by Isabella

Story Code: m/g, M/g, M/gg, M+b/g, Incest, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Masturbation, Oral, photography, Impregnation, First Time, Under Age Sex

I didn't talk to Emma for the rest of the time as we sunbathed on the platform at the side of the clay pits lake. Emma oiled my body a few time and I put oil on her too as we continued to sunbathe in the nude. It had gone through my mind to break my friendship off with her but if I did I would have had a very boring and lonely eight week holiday.

There were ten other girls of our age, living in our area, nine would be going away on their family holiday for two weeks and they would be leaving town over the next three days the other girl would be going to a summer school and a child minder during the week, the other girls after two weeks usually got sent off to grandparents, so Emma and I were the only two girls who would be around the streets, free to keep each other company. I kind of relaxed into the idea that I'd have to keep being Emma's friend even if that meant that she would be placing me at risk to get her fix of excitement. Perhaps if I had interested Don more, Emma would be the one worrying at the moment in case the spunk that Steve shot into the mouth of her vagina had made her pregnant.

Don took us up to the gate when we were ready to leave and we walked to Emma's house first, her mother had plans for a family visit that she wouldn't allow Emma to get out of, so I walked the last few yards to my house alone. After dinner I sat with my mother and we watched TV and we both went to bed at the same time, while my father, as usual, stayed in his office, working or chatting on his computer.

I had expected Emma to call for me early on Saturday morning but she didn't, my mother woke me around ten o'clock, I wanted to have my breakfast and a drink before I took my shower and got dressed for the day. As I was finishing my breakfast, my mother put a cup of coffee down in front of me, not for me to drink though, "Wait five minutes, then take this to your father, I'm going up town now but if he asks, tell him I've only just gone."

I finished my breakfast and my own drink before I took my father his coffee. "Oh, hi baby, where's your mum?" "She gave me this to bring in and she's just gone up town." I put my dad's drink in front of him and as I did he patted my bottom as he thanked me for bringing it in. I realised eventually he was rubbing his hand around to check if I had any panties on under my nighty, the first time I was aware of him doing it was on his birthday, when I was wearing tights because I couldn't find my clean knickers.

I was about to go and take my shower so that I could get dressed properly but my dad kind of held me there at his side with his hand rubbing from the backs of my legs, up over my bottom and on to the small of my back. Suddenly a message popped up on my dad's screen, 'TomThumb' - "Hi Ray, I've got a great video clip, you want to watch it with me?" My dad moved quickly, typing one handed because his other hand was resting on my bottom, "Hi Tom, my daughter is with me at the moment!" 'TomThumb' - "Okay mate, no problem."

My dad's hand slipped up to my hip and he pulled me against his side, "Mind you, you wouldn't snitch on me to your mum if I did watch a naughty film with my friend Tom would you?" I shook my head and I turned slightly, I was just about to give my dad a little privacy and take my shower but he pushed his chair back slightly and pulled me around in front of him, resting my bottom against his knees, then he pulled me up and onto his lap, pulling me all the way back until the small of my back was pressing against his belly.

He whispered in my ear, "It wouldn't embarrass you if I watched a dirty film would it?" I thought about it for a moment, I had seen him push his cock in my best friend's mouth on Thursday afternoon and I had used my hand to bring him off on Thursday night, well, Emma had used my hand to bring him off on Thursday night, watching a film shouldn't make me any more embarrassed than that, so I shook my head.

My dad typed, "Okay Tom, send the video!" The opening shot of the film was a football match, the men, or should I say boys playing could have been any team in the world, until that is, the camera rested on a red rose with five white stars under it as the score was being shown, I recognised my school badge instantly, the team was Wrenn School and the team playing was the under fourteen's first eleven, I even recognised some of the players as the camera zoomed in on their faces.

Just as I was getting over the shock of seeing my school used as a backdrop to an Internet video clip, Mark Green, the team captain and year nine's head boy stopped a ball, kicked at full force, with his 'plumbs'. Mark was helped off the pitch; he was doubled up with pain. The camera followed him to the school building; I recognised my own form room as the camera followed Mark and the teacher helping him into the changing rooms.

The teacher was filmed leaving the school and heading back out to the game, then a girl was filmed slipping through the door and into the boy's changing area. The camera followed the girl in, she was wearing the same school uniform that I wore every school day but I didn't recognise her, not that it was unusual for me to see a girl in my school uniform that I didn't recognise, there were six hundred boys and seven hundred girls at the school.

Inside the changing rooms Mark was laying on a bench with an ice pack resting against his groin, the girl kissed Mark and then she took the ice pack off of him and pulled his shorts down and began to stroke his cock until it was fully hard. For such a young boy, Mark had a remarkably big cock.

As we watched the video I felt my father's cock growing against my bottom, then, once he was fully hard, he began to pull me hard against his belly and then allow me to slip forward a few inches before pulling me back again. I quickly realised that my dad was using my soft bum cheeks to massage his cock. The girl in the video bent over and put Mark's hard cock into her mouth, my dad whispered in my ear, "Have you ever masturbated a boy at school?" As he asked his cock jumped against my bottom.

I shook my head, "Would you like to do that to that boy?" I shook my head again. "If I asked you too, would you do that to me?" I have no idea why but I didn't shake my head to that question but because I didn't, my dad gathered my shoulder length hair on my left side and pulled it back, hooking it over my ear, then he kissed my neck and up to my ear. I just sat there watching the girl on the computer screen as she stepped over the bench and lowered herself onto Mark's cock, the camera moved quickly to show Mark's cockhead slowly open the girl's cunt lips.

A shiver ran through my body as the image of the girl straddling Mark that way reminded of what Steve almost did to me earlier. "Do you want to help me like you did on Thursday?" The girl lowered herself onto Marks cock; she even wriggled a little to get the last inch in her body, the camera filmed all the way until her bum cheeks were pressing into his balls.

I can't remember nodding my head, in fact, I'm sure that I didn't agree to help my dad but he must have taken my not refusing as tantamount to agreeing because he wrapped one arm around my chest and raised my body up an inch or so, then his other hand scooped under my legs, pulling the bottom of my nighty up to my waist before wrapping his fingers over his own waistband and he pulled the front of his joggers down past his balls.

I felt his cock rubbing across my bottom and then between my thighs and he lowered me down again, his bare cock forcing it's way between my soft, inner thighs. As my bottom pressed against my dad's lap, his cock head lifted the front of my nighty slightly. As we watched the girl gasping through climax after climax as she pumped her body up and down on Mark's cock, dad kissed my neck and cheek, then he put my hand on the top of his cockhead through the front of my nighty, I closed my hand trapping his cockhead through the course nylon.

My dad began to roll his hips slightly so that his cock sank down between my thighs, almost slipping from my grasp, then he rolled back again, using my soft inner thighs to masturbate himself. The girl in the video whispered to Mark, "Are you close?" Mark was gasping for air and was humping up into the girl, he nodded his head and the girl leaped off of his cock, slid her body down his legs and began to masturbate him until he fired off, directly into her open mouth.

I felt my dad shudder slightly as the girl took a mouth full of semen and looked to the camera open mouthed, showing a huge mouth full of white frothy spunk and then she swallowed the lot before opening her mouth again to show it was empty. At that moment my hand got very warm and a huge stain grew across the front of my nighty out from under my hand.

My dad pulled my face around towards him and he kissed me over my shoulder, deep, soul kiss as his cock shrunk down between my legs, leaving a trail of semen between my thighs as it went. Eventually I slipped off of his lap and walked in a kind of duck waddle as my inner thighs were coated in sticky cum and I was trying to hold the front of my nighty away from my body as it was drenched in his cum too.

I threw my nighty in the laundry basket and jumped into the shower, I didn't spend long in the shower as Emma would probably be there any minute. I heard the front door bell ring as I was stepping out of the shower. I wrapped myself in a towel and went out onto the landing, my dad had let Emma in and as I looked over the banister rail, I saw my dad, fondling Emma's tits, just inside the front door.

Emma was wearing a lemon halter top with no bra under it and lemon shorts. 'It's a good thing he'd just cum or he might disappear off into his study with Emma!' ran through my mind, Emma looked up and saw me, she smiled and waved up at me, my dad noticed her and his hand slipped away from her breast.

Emma ran up the stairs, she was obviously very excited, either that or it was very cold as her nipples were standing right out, I pulled my knickers on and was searching for a top, "What do you have that's lemon or yellow?" "Nothing." "You do, you have a yellow 'summer suit', Emma was referring to a soft cotton top and very skimpy soft cotton shorts that I had worn almost every day of the summer two years earlier. "That won't fit me now, it's far too small."

I had been sure that my mother would have turned my lemon summer suit into dusters by now but I was wrong, Emma found it, I tried the top on, it was quite small but because the cotton was so soft, it actually felt very sensual against my bare skin. I put the shorts on; they were very, very tight and showed every line of my knickers off. Emma pulled a face, "Try them without your panties on!"

"I was going to go out, I need my knickers on." "Why, I'll bet you look sexy with just those shorts and that top on." I did as Emma suggested and the shorts at least looked slightly better without panties on, I had to pull them down slightly because they were so small and so tight that, pulled up normally I had a very rude looking camel toe on display.

We went to the usual place for a Saturday morning, the park. On a normal Saturday's the park would be buzzing with kids, boys playing football, girls pretending not to watch them as we used the swings or the roundabout.

Emma and I were alone on the park; Wellingborough really did turn into a ghost town for the first two weeks of school holiday. It took just ten minutes for us to get bored with just the two of us on the swings, so we took a walk. We went off the park, through the estate and out into the fields, there were hundreds of unofficial paths around the fields, one was a short-cut into town.

We had to cross the railway lines and there weren't too many places that we could do that so we headed off towards Mill Road. Emma spotted my mother first, she wasn't really certain, "Hey, is that your mother up there?" The woman was just walking over the railway bridge a hundred yards ahead of us, I recognised the dress, my mother was wearing the same outfit when she left home earlier.

A car pulled up at the side of her and the driver wound down the passenger window, as soon as she stepped forward and leaned in the window I knew it was my mother for definite, then, as she was talking to the guy, I saw her pull the front of her dress down, exposing her bare breasts to him. As she opened his passenger door and stepped in, Emma pulled me into the bushes at the side of the road.

The car drove down Mill Road towards us but just a few feet away the car took the left fork and drove down the access road to a large factory unit. Emma grabbed my hand and pulled me through the bushes. Just before the factory's car park, there was a piece of rough land with a narrow entrance, and screened on all sides by bushes. It looked a little like an overflow car park for the factory but being Saturday, the factory was deserted.

Emma and I stopped just inches short of the car, the passenger window was wound down, my mother had pushed the seat back and was reclining it, then she pulled her dress off over her head and she was totally naked under it. "Well, you like what you see?" The man nodded his head, "how much?" "Hand relief is fifteen pounds, oral sex is twenty, straight sex with a condom is twenty-five, anal sex with a condom is thirty-five pounds. If you want to do straight or anal without a condom it's treble the price."

We were so close that I could see the razor burn on my mother's cunt mound where her pubic hair should have been. It had been six years since I had last seen my mother naked and back then she had a fanny that looked like a Badger had curled up in her lap and gone to sleep, as the guy handed over twenty-five pounds and covered my mother's naked body with his fully clothed body, she had to push him away slightly, she put her money into her handbag and took a condom out, "Easy their big boy, I need to fix you up with this first.

I watched, open mouthed as my mother rolled a condom down the guy's cock-shaft. And before her hands were out of the way, he fell on top of her, she had to reach between them to actually guide his cock into her but once he was in, my mother began climaxing and she had a chain of around eighteen orgasms by the time the guy gasped through his own climax.

I couldn't take my eyes off of the man and my mother fucking, until that is, he pulled out and slipped the condom off and threw it through the open window; I followed the ark of the condom as it came in our direction. I hadn't seen Emma do it and I hadn't heard her either but as soon as she came into my peripheral vision I saw that she had her halter top tucked under her chin and her right hand was down the front of her shorts as she masturbated to the show my mother had been putting on.

It was one of those crazy quirks of fate, the ark of the condom took it crashing into Emma's belly and it tumbled down and ended up draped over the waistband of her shorts. Emma almost dissolved into a fit of giggles, I put one hand over her mouth to try and stop her giving us away and used my other hand to gingerly remove the condom and drop it on the floor.

As my mother pulled her dress on there was the sound of tyres crunching gravel as another car pulled off of the factories access road and into the entrance of the makeshift car park. Mother kissed the man who had just fucked her on his cheek as he settled back into the driver's seat. My mother walked over to the driver's side of the new car, the driver had pulled into the car park and, seeing a car already using the hidden spot, he had parked just inside the entrance of the parking lot.

Mother leaned into the window and spoke, then she pulled the front of her dress down, exposing her tits for the man, he reached out and fondled her breasts as the first car drove out, tooting his hooter at my mother as he passed.

Mother pointed over to the spot just vacated, she indicated that the driver orientate his car just as the first car had been and my mother walked back to where she had been fucking earlier. As she opened the door she told the man to open his windows, "Why?" "We'll hear if anyone drives into the car park, even if they walk in, but only if your windows are wound down.

My mother explained her prices, just as she had to the first man, she was handed twenty pounds which she put into her hand bag, she reclined her seat and pulled her dress off, "Slide your seat back and recline it for me darling." My mother popped his button and pulled his zipper down, "Lift up a minute," the guy raised his bottom off of the seat and my mother pulled his trousers and underpants down to his knees, "Oh, you are a big boy!"

Mother took his cock in her hand, from my position I could clearly see that the guy wasn't even close to the size of my father's cock and his was smaller than Steve and Don but my mother was making a big thing of telling the guy how big his cock was.

Once he was fully erect my mother pulled his foreskin all the way down, it was obvious that she was inspecting his cockhead and under the frill, she picked two bits of fluff from under his foreskin and dropped them on the floor through the open window. Mum then wriggled around in her seat and slipped her mouth over his cock, all the way down to his balls and back twice, then she lifted her head, turned, hung her head out of the window and spat out, then picked something off of her tongue and dropped that out the window too.

I was so close to my mother as she spat that I could feel her breath on my face. Mum returned to her task of sucking the guy's cock, she was using her hand as well as her mouth, the guy reached over her body, searching for her pussy; she opened her legs and even put her foot out of the window. Mother rocketed to a climax under the man's fingers, I had to slap Emma's hand away as she was about to touch my mother's foot.

It was only a rough estimate but the guy took twice as long to shoot into my mother's mouth as the first man had taken filling the condom. I only knew the man had climaxed because he was bouncing about in his seat, gasping for air and shouting out obscenities at my mother. "Was that okay for you darling?" The man grinned and nodded his head. My mother had her dress back on in a second and she was out of the car and walking back out onto the access road, she was on Mill Road before the man got dressed and manoeuvred his car out of the car park.

Emma and I made our way out onto Mill Road and watched my mother crossing the railway bridge. Emma and I ran after her, keeping just far enough back so that if she looked over her shoulder we wouldn't be seen easily. My mother got to the corner of Eastfield Road and just walked up and down on the corner. Eastfield Road was one of the main roads to the railway station so it took a lot of traffic and it didn't take long before my mother was talking to another man, a man on foot this time.

My mother and the man talked for a few minutes and then my mother pointed along Eastfield Road. I breathed a sigh of relief, if mum and the man had walked back down Mill Road, there would have been nowhere that Emma and I could have gone, we would have been busted. Emma ran to the corner and watched my mum and the man go down the alleyway at the back of the row of eight terraced houses that ran from the corner and back down Mill Road.

Again we followed her and the man, walking along the path, after eight gateways it looked like a dead end but there was a break in the bushes and a small wooded area. I watched as my mother earned fifteen quid by giving the much older man hand relief, once again, my mum was totally naked as she performed on the man with her hand and he fondled all over her body, when he was close to his climax, he gasped, "Get on your knees." My mother took a full load to her face and over her breasts. Emma and I were almost caught by the guy as he left my mother using several tissues to clean her face and breasts.

By the time we got out of the little wood and back up to the corner my mother wasn't in sight. We walked back to the factory access road but there was no car in the car park. "Your mum must have finished for the day. We walked back out onto Mill Road and a car pulled up alongside us, the driver wound down the passenger side window, "You girls looking for fun?" Emma leaned into the window, like she had seen my mother do.

"What kind of fun?" "Depends on what do you girls like to get up too." I was trying to pull Emma away from the car but she was far too turned on from watching my mum fucking and sucking men. Emma pushed my hands away and stood thinking for a minute or two, then she leaned through the window again, "I don't go all the way but what about a bit of masturbation fun?" "Cool by me, how much?" "What do you mean, how much?" "Well, this area is notorious for prostitutes, when we come down here; we expect to have to pay to play."

Emma came out of the window again and looked at me, I knew what was going on in her head, she was wondering if she should ask for money, I was shaking my head, I'd rather just go home but I didn't want Emma to ask the stranger for money, she leaned in the window again, "We're not prossies we just play for fun."

The man smiled, "How old are you?" "I'm sixteen!" "Well, you may be but your mate there definitely isn't. I'm going to cut you girls a break, I'm a policeman and I'm here to catch prostitutes, you girls have been walking up and down an area well known for prostitution and you are both dressed like prostitutes. You both get off home and I'll say no more, if I see you round here again, especially if you're dressed like that, I'll run you both in."

Emma and I walked arm in arm across the bridge leading into the fields and the paths leading to home, we heard the cop's car turn and then drive away. Emma stopped me, "Where the hell is your mum?" I just shrugged my shoulders, "Well, she must be somewhere," Emma pulled me to a halt, "We've got to try and help her or she could get into trouble." "If that copper sees us going back to Mill Road, We'll be the ones in trouble."

We went back through the wooded path that led to where my mother had taken several men in their cars, no one was there, "Shhh! Can you hear an engine?" I pointed to the factory along the access road, "Sounds like it's coming from over there."

Emma pulled me by the hand down to the factory unit, "See that lorry, I think I saw it parked across the alley behind the houses after you mum wanked that guy off, I'll bet he was picking your mum up." We ran over to the lorry, it was parked at a funny angle with the engine running, it had a sleep cab on it and all the curtains were closed.

Emma looked all around and eventually spotted a skip full of rubbish; she found some cardboard and took her lipstick from her handbag, 'Passion Red' "this is going to ruin my lipstick." Emma quickly wrote on the cardboard, "Police in silver unmarked Vauxhall doing prossies!!" Then Emma clambered up the side of the passenger door and wedged the cardboard in between the door and the window.

"She'll see that as soon as they open the curtains, we'll be okay to go home now." We walked the pathways back to the park, Emma spotted a guy sitting on a bench, half way along the path in the park, he was sitting opposite the play area where two much younger girls were clambering over the climbing frame while their mothers looked on, sitting on a picnic blanket.

"See that guy, doesn't he live at the end of your road, right down in the corner, the one whose wife left him last year?" I looked, "Yes, the house across the end at an angle to the rest, the closest house to the railway line." "Yes, I thought that was him, see what he's doing?" I looked closer, he had a camera very much like my father's new one but with a much bigger lens, the camera was on his knee, pointing at the girls as they rolled over a bar, as their dresses fell over their heads, his finger twitched on the shutter button.

He was clearly looking down at the small screen on the back of the camera and taking pictures of the girls as he saw them. Emma made a bee-line for the guy, "Hi, are you Mr. Potter?" The man almost crapped himself, he quickly flipped the power switch, Emma walked around the front of the bench, "My friend Vicky lives just a bit before your house on the same side of the road."

He looked over his shoulder at me, "Yes, I've seen her and you, loads of times out in the street," he looked me up and down, then he looked Emma up and down too, "But I've never seen you girls dressed quite like this before. Where are you girls off too." "We were just popping out to buy, erm, a Coke, Vicky hasn't got any at home." "The shops are a long way away, a long way to walk just for some pop, Isn't Ray home to drive you there?" "Her dad is very busy and her mum is up town, so we're just looking after ourselves."

I was beginning to be able to spot it when people start to plan things, I had just thought that they had gone quiet but I realised that Mr. Potter's eyes were flashing from me to Emma and over to the two younger girls playing on the climbing frame. It looked to me that he was trying to decide which of his thoughts was the safer or the more fun, or perhaps he was weighting the risk to pleasure potential I don't know, but eventually, his eyes settled on me.

"I may have some Cokes at my house, if you'd like to come over and see?" Emma's eyes flicked over towards me and there was a trace of a smile breaking over her lips. She looked back at Mr. Potter, "We'd love to, save us a long hot walk if you have." The camera was dropped into its case and we all walked together, past the front of my house and on to the end of the road. We were told to call him Simon as we walked along.

We all went right in through the front door, into his living room, Simon had a large bottle of Coke in his fridge, he poured three glasses, two thirds full of coke and ice, "You girls want a little something extra in your drinks?" Emma's eyes sparkled, "What have you got?" "Dark rum, white rim, vodka or whiskey, take your pick!" Simon poured about a half inch of vodka into his and Emma's glass and at least twice that much in mine.

We sat around chatting, Emma asked why his wife had left him and Simon pointed to his forty-two inch plasma screen TV, he had a lead from his PC to the TV, "She left because she found things like these on my PC." Simon began to throw pictures from his PC over to the TV, he went through pics of girls between eight and fifteen years old, just walking along fully dressed, then he went through lots of pictures where the girls were flashing their knickers or the photograph was taken looking down their tops.

"But the final straw was when she found these," the next series of pictures were all of semi naked girls or totally nude girls. As we watched the picture show, Emma and I both drank our vodka and Cokes as we looked through pictures, larger than life, of girls our age and younger on Simon's TV. Simon was showing us his camera, "This lens is a two hundred and fifty millimetre telephoto lens, it means I can get real close up pictures from a long way away if I can hold the camera still enough."

Simon plugged his camera into the PC and then directed the feed up onto the TV screen. My nose suddenly filled the screen; the picture was very shaky even though Simon was trying to hold it real still. The picture slowly travelled down my face, my mouth didn't even fit on the screen it was so big, then Simon dwelled on first the little mound of fatty tissue, on the left side of my chest, that seemed to interest most men in the world. The picture travelled over to my right breast, dwelled a moment there and then went down to between my legs, my shorts were pulled up so tight that my 'Camel-tow' totally filled the screen but it was very shaky and more than a little blurred.

Simon killed the feed from the camera and pressed a bezel around the lens base, the large, heavy telephoto lens slipped effortlessly from the camera body, he placed the lens in his camera bag and then took a much smaller lens out, he fastened it into his camera body, "This one is a fifty millimetre lens, it's perfect for portrait pictures and if you have the girl close to you."

The TV screen came to life and I was shown from my head down to my knees, I recognised the flicker on the TV screen that said a picture was being taken but there was no sound, I guess that the guy didn't want to give anything away if he was secretly taking pictures of people out in the street or on the park.

Once Emma and I finished our drinks Simon guided the conversation around to sex, he quickly found out that both Emma and I were virgins. Emma was very happy to disclose that she thought she was ready to lose her virginity this holiday but only after she is out of her fertile period and that she was intending to lose her cherry to a man rather than a boy. "And what about you Victoria, are you going to lose your virginity in the next eight weeks?"

Simon had put me on the spot, I just shrugged my shoulders, "And if you were to lose your virginity, would you like to lose it to a boy or a man?" I blushed but again, I just shrugged my shoulders in a non-committal way, "So, what have you girls done so far?" Emma was eager to jump in, "I've been masturbating boys at school all year and letting them play with me too, I've sucked two men's cocks, me and Vicky have been nude at the clay pits with two men, the one man that Vicky wanked off, shot all over her pussy."

Eventually Emma needed to go to the bathroom, as soon as she was out of the room; Simon put his camera down and came over to sit in the space next to me that Emma had just vacated. I looked at the TV screen, there was a red dot in the corner and then Simon came into view as he sat at my side.

Simon kissed me, and put his hand on my upper thigh, "So Vicky, do you like me?" I nodded my head. Simon opened his trousers and put my hand on it, "You think I could get this in you?" I shook my head. "Would you let me fuck you if I got a young boy in to fuck you first?" I was still massaging his cock, I had only done it three times in my life before to a man but I just slipped right into masturbating Simon off. He kissed me again and slipped his hand down the front of my shorts.

Because my shorts were so tight Simon was struggling to reach my cunt, "Can I pull your shorts down?" I let go of Simon's cock and lifted my bottom off of the seat, he grabbed hold of both sides of my shorts and pulled them all the way down and off of my feet, he got me to sit back on the sofa and bring my feet up so they were either side of my bottom and my knees were wide apart. He even turned me slightly so that I was square on to his camera.

I returned to masturbating Simon as he began to massage my clitoris and labia, he brought me off far faster than I could get him to the boil. Can you get away from your parents in the morning for an hour or two?" I nodded my head, "If I get a boy here at nine o'clock in the morning, will you come over here to let him try with you?" I thought about it for a long moment but instead of saying yes or no, I just shrugged my shoulders. "Well, just come over, I won't force you or anything, if you don't want to go all the way, at least we can have a little fun." Emma chose that moment to come back into the room.

Emma squealed with delight, "You guys, you started without me." Emma was naked in a flash and leaned over the arm of the sofa and as I rubbed my hand up and down Simon's cock, Emma struggled to get his cockhead into her mouth. Simon's cock wasn't as long as my father's but it was very fat, much more girth than any of the other three men's cocks I had seen to that point.

I had a choice, I could watch Emma sucking Simon's cock directly or I could look over to the TV screen and see it from the other side and that way, I could see Simon rubbing me to yet another climax. Simon climaxed after my tenth and Emma guzzled it down greedily, saving for the last spurt, which she showed Simon, was still in her mouth and then she kissed me on the lips and transferred Simon's sperm into my mouth, "Show the camera before you swallow!" Emma told me.

It's a funny thing but as soon as a man orgasms, he seems to lose interest in sex, not just the mechanics of his cock going down but he seems to mentally turn off too, as soon as Emma milked Simon dry, our visit was over, Emma and I both got dressed and headed back to my house.

Mother was watching TV when we got in; she asked if we had a good day, Emma answered, "Very educational!" Then Emma elbowed me in the ribs and we went to say hi to my dad, Emma told me to stand in the doorway while she went in to my dad, she asked me to keep my eye on my mother sitting in the living room at the other end of the long passageway, "Just walk in if she even gets out of her seat." Was all she said and then she walked in and kissed my dad on the cheek, "Hi Ray, you want to take a few more pictures of me?"

My dad picked up his camera and before he took the first photograph, Emma was totally naked. I watched as my dad took several pictures of Emma before he gave up, pushed Emma to the floor and titty-fucked her. My attention was divided a little between watching my dad and Emma rolling around on the floor and keeping an eye out on my mother but I did have a perfect view as my dad's milk washed over Emma's face and Emma scooping every last drop of it off and sucking her fingers clean.

Emma dressed quickly without bothering to clean the dribble of cum that had ended up between her breasts and before she reached the door there was a spunk stain growing across her top, between her breasts. I couldn't believe how comfortable Emma was, sitting opposite my mother, with my father's spunk showing across her breasts.

At ten o'clock, Emma's mother phoned and asked my mother to send Emma home, my dad and I walked Emma home, she kissed us both goodbye at the end of her drive and me and my dad walked home hand in hand.

I woke up at eight o'clock, had breakfast and a shower, mum and dad were still in bed and at nine o'clock, I wrote a note saying that I was going to the park to play and I left the house. I was very nervous as I walked down the driveway to Simon's house and as I got to his front door, I didn't knock, I was just about to turn and walk away when the door opened and Gary Potter, a young boy from the year ahead of me at school, "Hi Vicky, when Uncle Simon told me that you were coming here today I was really surprised, if I had to guess which of your year I would see here first I would have said it would be, Emma Packwood!"

Gary stepped to one side and said, "Come in," I took a deep breath and squeezed past Gary and walked into the living room, Simon was sitting at his PC, totally naked, Gary put his hand on my back and eased me through the door into the living room. I looked over my shoulder to say something to Gary but stopped, Gary was stripping off in the doorway.

Simon said, "Vicky, come over here and sit on the left hand side of the sofa." I did as I was asked, I noticed myself drop into place on the sofa on the TV screen opposite, just as Simon pressed a key on his computer and the red light came on in the corner of the TV screen to show the image was being recorded.

Gary dropped into the seat to my right, I watched him on the TV, he was rubbing his cock with his right hand to get it hard, my right hand was on the seat cushion at my side and as Gary slowly stroked his cock with his right hand, his left hand slipped over my right hand. "I think you know Gary, he's a year ahead of you at school, Gary would love to kiss you, is that okay?"

I didn't want to say no, but then I didn't want to say yes either, a naked thirteen year old boy at my side and a naked man sitting in front of me were very intimidating, Simon nodded his head to his nephew and Gary turned his body slightly towards me and leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips. We were lip-locked for a few moments and as he kissed me, Gary lifted my right hand off of the sofa cushion and placed it on his cock.

Simon cleared his throat and Gary's mouth left mine, "Don't you feel a little uncomfortable wearing all those clothes on a hot day like this Victoria?" I knew exactly what Simon was suggestion, he wanted me to agree to stripping naked but he was giving me a way to do it but feel a little less guilty about doing it. Simon was watching me like a hawk, "I've told Gary how nice your body looks and he'd really like to see you, I told you yesterday that you don't have to do anything that you don't want to do, all you have to do is say stop and you can go home. Would you like a drink, like yesterday to help you relax?"

I nodded my head; it would at least delay the inevitable if I had a drink. I almost jumped out of my skin as a small glass with ice and clear liquid came over my shoulder, I looked back, a man of around forty years old was standing behind me with camera in one hand and the glass he was offering me in the other, he, like Gary and Simon, was totally naked, and like Gary and Simon he had an erection standing out like a lance from his body.

"Don't be scared Vicky, that's just my brother Anthony, Gary's father, he's here to give us a hand, as you can see, he's somewhere between the size of Gary and me, but I'll say again, the minute you say stop, you can go home. So you have absolutely no reason to be frightened. Yesterday, you had a big glass of vodka and Coke but that can make you want to go and pee, so, today, try just the vodka and ice, it will only taste bad the first swallow, go on, give it a try."

I took a sip of the vodka, it burned my mouth and throat but Simon encouraged me to take another sip, "Go on, the second swallow won't be half as bad as the first if you do it right away." I put the glass to my lips again and took another little swallow, "Go on girl, take a bigger sip than that!" Simon was right; the second swallow wasn't half as bad as the first, so I took another sip, a little bigger than the last one.

Gary started to kiss my neck and his right hand was on my upper thigh, just rubbing up and down on top of my dress, I took a fourth swallow, or rather a gulp, most of the vodka was now gone, just chunks of ice left high and dry in the bottom of the glass. "Would you like to undress for us now Vicky?" As soon as Simon asked the question, Gary's hand left my knee and he stopped kissing me, Anthony came in front of me and took the glass from my hand, he refilled the glass with vodka but didn't return it to me, he just put it on the coffee table and checked that his camera was ready.

"Come on baby, don't be shy, Gary and Tony won't touch you until you're ready." I lifted my bottom and pulled the back of my dress out from under my bottom. Up and over my head, I only had the summer dress and knickers on, I sat back down, "Good girl, that was very brave and if you want to stop there for a while, that's okay." Simon passed me my glass again and I took another gulp, Simon took the glass off of me again.

"Are you ready to try taking your panties off or do you want to play for a little while with Gary first?" Once again, I didn't answer, Gary just slid up next to me again, put my hand back on his cock and started to kiss me, my lips, cheek, neck, ear, upper chest, soft puffy mounds of breasts, taking the whole mound in his mouth and sucking hard on each side.

"Are you ready yet Vicky?" Once again, Gary pulled back as soon as Simon spoke to me. I looked at Anthony, camera in hand, index finger pressing down over and over again. I put my hands on the waistband of my knickers, bounced up and yanked my panties down before landing on the seat again. I was handed my glass again and took an even bigger gulp this time.

"Okay, Vicky, why don't you turn to face Gary, lean back against the arm of the sofa, bend your knees and put your feet as wide apart as you can, flat on the seat cushion." I followed Simon's instruction, "Okay Gary, you do a little oral on Vicky, make her feel very special."

Emma had used her mouth on me before but it hadn't felt anything like this, Gary was blowing my fuses the pleasure was so great, it was giving me so much pleasure that I actually said "Stop!" Gary looked stunned as he jumped backwards from between my legs, his father was standing behind the sofa taking photographs of us from above but out of sight of the camera showing Gary and I on the TV.

I looked over at Simon; he had my dress in his hand and was holding it out to me. "No, I didn't mean, I'm sorry, I just wanted Gary to stop doing me with his mouth, it just felt too good, I didn't want to go home."

Simon looked really pissed at me, he put my dress down and handed me my glass, I took a very big swallow, "Okay, to avoid confusion, why don't we change the safe word to, 'Exit', when you want to go home, you just say 'Exit', can you remember that? If you say stop, we'll ease up but carry on."

My glass was taken away again, "Okay Vicky, let's turn things around a little, Gary is going to sit how you were sitting and you do for him what he did for you, remember how much enthusiasm Gary put into licking you and you try to put as much enthusiasm into sucking him."

Gary sat with his back against the arm of the sofa with his legs up, the way that I had been sitting, "Stop, can't see your cock on the camera like that, put your right leg down. Okay, Vicky, let's see you suck Gary a little now."

I suddenly got a flashback to what I had seen my mother do the day before to the guy in the car, I got on my knees, the way that Gary had when he licked my pussy but I stopped half way down and pulled his foreskin back, inspecting his cock closely, I noticed a little fleck of lint and I brushed it off, then, taking a deep breath, I dropped my mouth down over his cock all the way to his balls, two cycles of lifting and dripping my head as I licked all over his cock, then I lifted my head all the way off, brushed my fingers over my tongue and then returned to sucking.

Simon moved in behind me and began massaging between my legs, putting a lot of pressure over my clitoris and driving me on to suck Gary harder and faster, Simon putting enthusiasm into my sucking by his finger fucking. Gary began to bounce about on the sofa, almost pushing me off of his cock, Simon asked if he was close, he nodded his head, "You remember how to tell me you're there?" Gary nodded his head again.

I felt Gary's hand against my cheek, a jet of his semen shot into my mouth and he hit the back of the sofa, as he did that, Simon pulled me up a few inches and Gary's hand slipped under my face and he took over his own pleasure. It took just a second for his cock to shoot it's second, third and fourth jets all over my face.

It was an automatic reaction on my part to wipe Gary's gunk off of my face but Simon caught my arms and stopped me, my face was turned to the camera and Anthony was at the camera's controls, zooming in for a close up of my spunk splashed face, when I saw the boy-juice spattering all over my face I couldn't help but smile.

I was given another drink and a face cloth to clean up. We all sat around for fifteen minutes, just chatting, it felt really weird, me and three men just chatting about everyday things while we were all totally naked and it just felt so 'normal' to be doing it.

"I'd really like you to try having sex with Gary now Vicky, I want you to start out on your back, Gary will get his cock in you as quickly and painlessly as he can but it will hurt a little as it goes in. Once you are comfortable, I'd like you and Gary to swap places, Gary on his back and you sitting on top and after five minutes, Tony will offer you his cock to suck, if you don't want to, look at the camera and he'll back off. Can you remember all of that?" I nodded my head and Garry and I got into position, Garry stretched out, lying ay my side, he was just looking at me and grinning like a Cheshire cat, his back was to the camera and he was blocking my view from the camera.

Gary was just rubbing his hands all over my body, his dad was standing above us snapping pictures of us from above, Gary asked if I was ready, I nodded my head and then Gary kissed me tenderly for a minute and then began to ease his body over mine. "Open your legs as wide as you can Vicky." Came from Simon and I did, Gary falling between my legs, he reached between us, he took his cock in his hand and rubbed it up and down my gash.

"Are you sure you're ready?" I nodded and Gary rolled his hips, his cock was perfectly lined up, I gasped in pain and then squealed as Gary thrust his hips and slipped all the way in my cunt. As Anthony was taking close up photographs of my face with its pained expression, Simon said, "Hold still Gary, give Vicky time to get use to you being in her. Vicky, when the pain goes down a little, you lift your hips up to tell Gary it is okay to carry on."

I took a few deep breaths and lifted my bottom slightly, Gary kissed me on the lips, slipping his tongue into my mouth and he slowly pulled his cock almost all the way out and then very, very slowly he slid back in, he repeated that slow movement a few times and then his lips left mine, "Right, are you ready, if I hurt you, put your hand against my chest and push gently and I'll ease up again, the harder you push me, the slower I'll go. Okay?" I nodded again, Gary started to speed up and thrust a little harder each thrust.

I did have to slow him a few times but eventually he was fucking me at high speed and I was just rolling from one climax to the next. "Gary it's time to change places." Gary pulled out quickly and, well, let's just say it wasn't a smooth transition but Gary ended up on his back and I was sitting on top of him, kneeling on the sofa.

I alternated between sitting upright and laying on top of Gary so we could kiss, and as we kissed, Gary could fuck me faster than I was fucking him. "Vicky, Tony is ready for you to suck him if you're ready. I sat upright, my eyes flicked over to the TV screen, the camera was zooming out, Antony came into shot and as I took his cock in my mouth, I closed my eyes and started to suck.

I was going a little wild, the feeling of the cock going in and out of my cunt and the one fucking my mouth, I was sucking a little hard, Anthony had to stop me so that he didn't boil over too fast, Gary began to gasp, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Simon told Anthony to get ready to lift me up, Anthony pulled his cock from my mouth and I was like a baby trying to keep sucking on a bottle as it was removed.

Simon had taken the camera off of its tripod and was waiting for Gary to pat the back cushion to signal he had finished shooting into me. Tony lifted me off of his son, there was a brown ring around the base of his cock and streaks of fresh blood all over his shrinking cock. Antony had his hands under my legs and was holding me wide open for Simon to film Gary's cum running out of my cunt, bright red and frothy from my torn hymen's blood.

"I know that you'd probably prefer a rest after your first time Vicky but if Tony can do it right now, it won't hurt nearly so much as it would if he tried it in twenty minutes time, so he's just going to go ahead and do it right now." Simon didn't mean in a minute or in a little while, as soon as the words were out of his mouth Anthony lowered me onto his cock while I was still in the air, still being held in front of the camera.

Simon got in real close to my cunt as Tony forced his cock into me, I was gasping with pain and sobbing a little, "You're doing great Vicky, Tony has just opened your torn hymen a little but the pain will go away soon, just try and let him get all the way in and then he'll stop for a minute."

I looked at the TV screen but then wished I hadn't, there was blood running down Tony's balls, not just a little blood but it looked like a gallon to me, I began to panic, "It's okay Vicky, there is a little blood but it's mostly Gary's spunk, coloured by the little bit of blood from your torn hymen." Eventually, after a lot of pushing and a little more sobbing from me, I saw Anthony's balls were right up against my pussy.

Anthony stopped fucking for a minute, he whispered in my ear, "Can I fuck you now Vicky darling?" I sniffed up my nose because my sobbing had made it a little snotty, then I nodded my head. Anthony lowered me onto the sofa, I was on my hands and knees, Gary was using his father's camera to take photographs as his dad fucked me doggy style while Simon was filming all over, trying to get the best shot of Tony's cock ploughing through my cunt.

It didn't take Tony long to cum, he shot one jet up me and then pulled his cock out and Simon filmed as Tony finished off shooting his spunk over my bottom and lower back. Simon wiped my back down and as he was doing that, Gary was throwing all the cushions off of the sofa and comfortable chairs on to the floor and arranging them like a bed. Simon took my hand and guided me onto the cushion covered floor.

Simon's cock hurt me the most of all three but he was so loving that I didn't even want him to stop, I lust lay there and let him do me as hard as he wanted too, the pain stopped me from orgasming for a long while but eventually I began to feel the pleasure building up in me and I began to start responding by lifting my hips to let Simon's cock get in even deeper with each thrust.

It took Simon close to thirty minutes before he shot off into me, this time, after Simon climaxed, he didn't open me up for the camera to show his semen flooding out of me with my own blood, he just lay there, cuddling with me while Anthony and Gary got dressed. When we were alone on the floor, Simon pulled his flaccid cock from my still grasping cunt muscles, my body was on autopilot, my cunt was trying to milk the last drop of cum out of Simon's cock.

There was a dark brown ring of dried blood around the base of Simon's cock as well as his balls and his inner thighs, his cock still had streaks of fresh blood along its rapidly diminishing length, proving that I was still torn inside. Simon carried me to his bathroom and lowered me into a cool bath with a lot of salt in two inches of water. Simon used a turkey baster to suck up salt water and squirt it right up my vagina, flushing fresh blood, dried blood and a bucket of semen out of my body.

It was almost twelve o'clock by the time I was dried and dressed; I had a bad limp as I walked home and had to answer some tough questions about where I'd been for three hours, my mum had been to the park looking for me because she wanted me to do something with her.

We had lunch and Emma came round to play in the afternoon. I couldn't hold it in a moment, I had to tell someone, as soon as we got into my bedroom I just blurted the whole thing out to her. "I can't believe that you did it before me," was all she could say, then her face changed a little to a more serious look, "Usually, I finish my period and you start yours the next day don't you?" I nodded my head, "And I'm just coming out of my dangerous part of my cycle, so I can have sex around Thursday of next week, that means that you are right in the middle of your most fertile period."

I thought about it for a moment, then my face took on a very serious look too, she was right, I had been so caught up in all the excitement of my first time that I had pushed all thoughts of the consequences of unprotected sex out of my head.

I had some serious thinking to do and I needed help, I put on my new Olly Murs album, Right Place, Right Time and Emma and I danced while I tried to work out what had to be done.

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