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Down at the Car Wash
by Isabella

Story Code: M+/f, Oral, First time, Under Age, impregnation, exhibitionism, Voyeurism

Sarah's father had been visiting farms all day and by the time he picked Sarah up from school it looked like you could plant a crop on the bonnet and wings of his car as it was covered in so much mud. They had literally driven just five hundred yards from the school gates when they were stopped at the Pelican crossing, Tom, Sarah's father noticed men were standing around on the forecourt of the petrol station that had closed down after the last petrol price hike and as the lights went through amber to green he noticed a homemade sign for a hand operated car wash.

Tom wasn't the kind of man to pay someone to wash his car but he had managed to get the car in such a state that he thought it would be well worth trying out the new business venture and if the advertised price list were true, he could get a mini valet for just ten pounds so he went round the block and pulled into the old petrol station forecourt. Tom negotiated with the man who seemed to be in charge of the team of ten men standing around waiting to start washing cars, then he popped his head back inside the car and told Sarah that she had to get out of the car so the men could clean inside the car.

Sarah hadn't really taken any notice of the men who had already started to wash her father's car until she opened her door and swung her legs out of the car, her short school dress hiked up slightly just as one of the handsome young men crouched down at the rear wheel on her side of the car to brush powerful cleaning agents around the aluminium wheels to loosen the black brake residue before the first pass over the car with the jet-wash wand.

There had been a heavy summer storm over night and during the morning but at lunch time the sun had broken through and the afternoon had turned hot and muggy. Sarah froze in the doorway momentarily; the cleaner was wearing a boiler suit that was unfastened to his waist but he wore nothing underneath, his bare, hairy chest on display to her, he was brushing the wheel over and over again but he wasn't actually looking at the wheel, his eyes were firmly fixed on her knees and Sarah knew it.

Suddenly the man leaned further forward and his boiler suite gaped open wider, showing his body lower than his waist, Sarah was wrong, he wasn't totally naked under his boiler suit, he was wearing 'Tiny-whitey' Jockey shorts under his work-wear and as Sarah looked down his open front, her eyes passed over his well-defined 'Six-pack' very quickly and she focused in on the front of his underpants. Tom called to his daughter to join him in the waiting room and that broke her fixation caused by the slowly growing lump in the man's Jockeys.

Sarah slid forward in her seat, she could have lifted herself off the seat to prevent any embarrassment but she didn't, the handsome cleaner had shown her his underwear and Sarah had decided to reciprocate, she did look over at her father first though to make sure he couldn't see what she was doing before deliberately flashing her powder blue bikini panties off to the guy.

Sarah joined her father in the waiting room, he was sitting on a cheap, plastic garden chair and reading a newspaper, Sarah stood by the window watching the men, four men were working on her father's car, they all looked similar in build, all were dressed the same way, all four of them looked to be in their mid-twenties and to use school-yard vernacular, they were all 'Fit to bust' the part of the sentiment that was never said was, 'A young girl's cherry!' but Sarah was wise enough to the ways of the world to know that it was no accident that the young man had crouched in the way he did so she could see his cock growing in his underpants.

Another car had come in behind Sarah's father's car and the man who had been holding the jet-wash wand, ready to give the car its first wash over, the hard rinse to wash off all the worst of the mud and grit particles before the car was soaped using woolly hand mitterns, had moved over to the second car and he was painting the harsh solvent around that car's wheel rims. The four men who had been working on Sarah's father's car gathered just outside the window of the waiting room, just inches away from Sarah, the men may have been at least ten years older than the boys she hung with at school but, even though they weren't speaking English, the man she had flashed was telling his mates all about it, he was getting slapped on his back, Sarah interpreted their foreign comments as congratulations.

Sarah also picked up on the fact that the lucky man seemed to be called Fergie and he seemed to be trying to get out of the next phase of washing her father's car, he kept looking over at her and gesturing with his head in Sarah's direction, finally the guy who had been painting soap around the front near-side wheel picked up the jet-wash hose and started power washing the rear of the car, the other two slipped their hands into the soapy gloves and waited for the boot and rear wings to be thoroughly rinsed off before they started caressing the rear of the car in soapy suds.

Fergie came into the waiting room and smiled at Sarah, he looked at her father nervously and then passed through the waiting room and out of a door at the rear, as Fergie went through the doorway he tapped a sign painted onto the rear wall, 'Toilets '', Sarah didn't need to have things like that explained to her, she picked up on the hint in a flash, a quick, "I'm going to the toilet daddy!" And Sarah was following Fergie through the door at the back of the waiting room.

Sarah found herself in a passageway, the first door on the left led into the men's bathroom and the second door was to the ladies. On the right there was just one door, a large 'Private' sign fixed to it. The door on the right was open, just a crack but it was open, it took Sarah an age to pluck up the courage to go to the door on the right and ease it open a little more. The door opened into what had been the workshop behind the petrol station, a huge room that had ten mattresses spread out over the floor and on each mattress there was a sleeping bag. Sarah finally spotted Fergie, he was standing at a sink in the corner of the room, he had slipped his arms out of his boiler suit and was now standing in his underpants with his overalls around his feet.

Fergie was washing his hands and arms, he looked over at Sarah standing in the doorway watching him, she had gone a little weak at the knees seeing Fergie standing so openly, almost naked, she was leaning against the door frame for support. Fergie washed under his armpits, Sarah had never seen so much hair under a person's arms before, at fourteen she was already well use to having to shave her own armpits and although she seldom saw her own father in such a state of undress she was sure that he was nowhere close to being as hairy as Fergie was.

Fergie watched Sarah as he dried under his arms and as he threw the towel on the edge of the sink he turned to face the young girl, the bulge in his underpants growing again as he beckoned to Sarah to go to him. It took Sarah an age to force herself through the door, Fergie stopped her, he whispered, "Close the door!" Sarah didn't hear him but she kind of read his lips and pushed the door closed behind her as she finally passed through it.

Sarah walked very slowly towards Fergie, as she did he stepped out of his overalls and was standing totally naked apart from his tiny underpants. Her mouth was dry, she had been in love with one boy so far, a boy in her class and although she had seen him dressed in a similar way before, it was always in public, at the school swimming pool where convention and very vigilant teachers kept the boys and girls as far apart as possible. This was definitely a first for Sarah, totally alone in a room, a very large bedroom with an almost naked man, not a fourteen year old boy.

Fergie waited patiently for Sarah to get to him, sex with her today wasn't part of his plans, he played the long game and sex today would have to be a hurried affair and very dangerous with her father sitting just nine inches away on the other side of the wall. For today, all Fergie wanted to do was get a feeling for the girl and try to get her hooked on him, usually quite easy for a handsome man like Fergie and a girl as young as Sarah.

Fergie kept encouraging Sarah closer, holding his desire to grab at her in check, he couldn't afford to make any rash moves, a frightened girl would never return and for Fergie's plans to succeed he needed the girl to return, return on her own and return when they would have plenty of time together.

Sarah's nose was almost touching Fergie's chest when he finally gave in and wrapped her in his arms, pulling her body against his own. Fergie was fully hard by now, the tip of his cock head was actually peeping over the top of the waistband of his pants. Sarah was fully dressed but wearing only her summer school uniform which was a pink gingham dress, so thin and lightweight that it was more like a nighty than a dress.

Sarah had never been held in such a tight embrace in her life before, Fergie's body heat passing through the micron thick cotton of her school dress easily, Sarah hadn't developed enough breast-mass to need to wear a bra and it had been too hot and muggy to wear a chemise or vest under her dress when she got ready for school. The only part of her body that didn't instantly feel the heat of Fergie's body was that area covered by her incredibly small, powder blue bikini panties, mind you, that area of her body just above her panties was feeling the extra heat of his now much engorged cock head as it pressed into her stomach above his underpants.

Fergie hugged Sarah for a few minutes, she wasn't fighting him or trying to move away at all so Fergie's right hand released her and slipped up her back to the nape of her neck, he tilted her head upwards and turned it to meet his own as he lowered his face to her level, their lips brushing against each other's softly.

Their kiss lasted longer than Sarah thought humanly possible when Fergie moved his left hand from her back and slid it around until he had her right hand and he moved it from her side to his, placing her palm against his hip, her little finger touching the elastic around the top of his underpants. Fergie held her hand in place until he thought she had got the message but as he relaxed his hold Sarah started to return her hand to her side. Fergie caught Sarah's hand before it reached her side and returned it to his, as he started to rub Sarah's hand around his hip and over the back of his underpants he tilted her head to one side and his own to the other side and kissed her harder, rubbing her lips with the tip of his tongue as he rotated their heads together slightly.

Sarah had never been kissed like that before, she had kissed her boyfriend a few times in the few weeks they had gone out with each other but it had never been more than a stolen peck on the lips when no one was looking, and no one was looking now, Sarah's eyes were firmly closed as were Fergie's.

The tip of Fergie's tongue made it into Sarah's mouth just as he pushed her fingertips between his back and the elastic of his underpants at the back of his body and Sarah shivered with excitement. Fergie tentatively let Sarah's left hand go, ready to catch it if she started to move it away from his body again but this time Sarah had well and truly got the message and she was slowly moving her hand in circular movements around his lower back and over his tight buttocks under his underpants.

Fergie let Sarah's neck go and their kiss broke for the first time in around ten minutes, Fergie's right hand was already on Sarah's bottom, copying her hand movements in a kind of empathetic way, if Sarah's hand went up onto the small of Fergie's back, his hand rose to the small of her back too, just simple training but Sarah quickly got the message and she pushed her hand all the way down the back of Fergie's underpants and as she allowed her fingers to trace over his bum cleft he did the same to her. Fergie even went a little further, lifting the back of her dress slowly and allowing his hand to work against her bare back and then down inside the back of her panties and going a little further.

Fergie was well in tune with the sounds coming from the forecourt, the silence when the jet-wash was turned off, his friends would be working hard with the soap mittens on, rubbing every inch of the cars body and the inside on the door shuts, then the jet's pump would restart to wash off the soapsuds, then there would be ten minutes of vacuuming and four minutes while the glass was polished inside and out.

Sarah was moving a little slower than Fergie was used too, in his experience, girls of Sarah's age were far more inquisitive and once her hand was inside his underpants he expected Sarah to move quickly from his bottom and round to his cock but Sarah wasn't working to his plan. He didn't have an unlimited time so he had to try and alter his usual plan and move Sarah on a little faster. There was one plus point though, at least Sarah hadn't balked when he put his tongue in her mouth or when he pushed his hand down the back of her knickers.

Fergie stopped matching Sarah and began to rub his hand from her bottom and over her side, just a little and then returning to her bottom the first time, he kissed her neck gently and repeated his hand movement and this time Sarah started to slip her hand towards Fergie's cock, he breathed, "Good girl" into her ear.

Sarah was still not progressing fast enough so Fergie turned his body slightly the next time her hand approached his cock and suddenly her fingers were touching his manhood. And as a reward Fergie touched Sarah's pussy mound. Sarah's body froze for a moment, her hand stopped moving, then, fearing that he had gone too far for the young girl, Fergie moved his fingers away from her pussy mound, his fingers had scarcely had enough time to feel just how little hair had already grown over her mound.

Sarah soon got the message and her fingers slipped over his cock, taking it firmly in her hand, her total life's experience to that date was feeling her boyfriend's cock through his school trousers and underpants although, compared to Fergie's cock, her boyfriend didn't actually have anything worth feeling.

Fergie took Sarah's hand again, this time through his underpants and he encouraged her to squeeze him a little tighter and to slide her hand up and down his cock shaft. Fergie deemed it about the right time to make his move; he whispered in her ear, "How old are you my darling girl?" Sarah's reply was difficult to get out and thick with emotion as Fergie's fingers were rubbing down over her mound and further down, forcing her legs apart slightly so he could get his hand between her legs and closer to his final destination.

"Fourteen!" Sarah managed to get out in a horse whisper, Fergie was disappointed, he had put her age at eleven or twelve years old, she didn't look anywhere close to fourteen, Fergie quickly hid his disappointment and his fingers eased between her pussy lips, catching her clitoris gently, "Are you still a virgin darling?" Sarah nodded her head, "If you were a girl in my country at your age you would be married and have a baby in your belly by fourteen."

Sarah was rubbing Fergie as he had encouraged her too and she was bringing him close to his climax so he rubbed her clit a little faster and harder, he didn't want her to get off much before he did himself, youngsters often turn and run as soon as they climax in those situations and after spending close to twenty-five minutes getting Sarah to that point, he wanted her to feel his spunk over her hand as he climaxed for her.

The two of them came together, almost to the fraction of a second. Sarah pulled away, Fergie's spunk spewed over her hand and much more, the front of her dress was covered in Fergie's spunk too, Sarah was about to run for the hills but Fergie caught her, he held her close to his body again, as his cock shrank down even more semen spewed from his cock's eye over the girl's dress.

They kissed for a few moments, then there was a bang against one of the windows, Fergie jumped away from Sarah, "The car is finished, will you come and see me again darling?" Sarah was looking at the wet mess down the front of her dress, how the hell would she be able to hide this from her father she thought to herself but she still nodded her head, Fergie had done just enough to hook the girl but without going too far and scaring her off.

"Run to the toilet quickly, splash water over your front and wait for me to shout out to be careful of the sink."

As Sarah went through to the ladies bathroom Fergie went out through the back door and he went around the building and into the waiting room to tell Tom his car was ready, "Is the little girl in the toilet mister?" Tom looked around the room, "I think she might be." Fergie rushed to the door from the waiting room out into the passageway leading to the bathrooms, "Hey little girl, be careful of the sink when you wash your hands, it spills out real bad."

Sarah left the bathroom at that moment; her father was looking through the doorway at his daughter, the front of her dress soaking from her neck to the hem of the dress. "Just wait there a little moment little girl, Fergie will get you a towel to dry you off with." Fergie went through to the bedroom and returned with a towel, as he handed Sarah the towel he whispered, "Take off panties and give to me wrapped in towel when you finish."

Fergie stepped away from Sarah and allowed the door to close as Sarah rubbed the towel down her front. Tom even thanked Fergie for his thoughtfulness at giving his daughter a towel after her toilet accident. As Sarah came through to the room, the front of her dress was almost transparent; there was no hint of powder blue panties, just a dark triangle showing through her dress.

Fergie thanked Sarah when she handed him the towel back, right in front of her father, he mouthed, "Tomorrow lunchtime?" to her so only she could see and she nodded her head. Tom left the waiting room first, Fergie whispered in Sarah's ear, "Be nice to boss man and give him a little flash when you get in car!"

Sarah didn't need to ask who the boss was, he was kneeling at the rear wheel of her father's car pretending to be polishing the rear wheel, Sarah had found it very easy to flash Fergie when she got out of the car but how could she do it while getting in and make it look like an accident. Sarah sat on the front seat sideways on and just spread her knees in the direction of the squatting man, the other three guys that had actually washed her father's car were standing close enough to also get a quick glimpse up the front of her dress but Sarah didn't care one little bit, a man had given her the first ever climax at someone else's hand and she was on cloud nine.

Sarah knew or rather hoped that her father wouldn't be inclined to look too closely at the front of her dress, especially not around her genital area, so he shouldn't notice that she was travelling in his car 'Commando' as it were, she hoped that the car's blower would dry her dress out enough so that her mother wouldn't notice if she were home when they got there.

Sarah ran to her bedroom as soon as she got home, dodging her mother's call for her to join her in the kitchen to help with dinner, Sarah changed quickly out of her school dress and found clean panties. As she pulled her clean, dry panties up she had to marvel at the memory of quickly shimmying out of her powder blue panties, her amazement at seeing just how wet Fergie had made the crotch with his sexy body, sexy kisses and even sexier touch. She looked at her right hand and remembered bringing Fergie off, the first time she ever had her hand on a bare cock and the first time she had actually masturbated a boy, well, a man to completion. A shiver also ran through her body at the thought of folding her wet panties in the towel and passing it to Fergie right under her father's nose.

Sarah helped her mother finish cooking and serving dinner and she sat and ate it in a silent dream like state, she was aware of her parents talking to her and to each other but she was incapable of taking any part in the dinner conversation, a man had touched her most private parts and she had touched his, he had given her a wonderful orgasm, she had given herself many orgasms in the past but she had never taken herself as far as Fergie had taken her and she had brought him off too, as she ate she kept looking at the back of her right hand, in her mind she was reliving the moment that Fergie's cock erupted all over her hand and dress and how his thick semen looked on the back of her hand.

Sarah went to bed early, her dreams weren't those she usually had, she often dreamed of going out to dinner with Harry Styles just before a One Direction Concert at the 'O₂ Arena', the climax of that dream was always the same, Harry singing a song just for her and walking out to her front row seat and presenting her with a bunch of roses. That was the point at which she always awoke, breathless on the first rung if her petite climax, it only ever took her a few rubs with her well trained middle finger to finish the deal and allow her to fall back to sleep content and satiated.

Her other 'usual' dream was more of a daydream, she would pick any one of the boys in her year at school, fix his face in her mind or rather his body and rub between her legs for all she was worth until she climaxed, all hot and sweaty. That night, after the 'fullest' day in her life, she was fixating on Fergie's face; she was rubbing gently, slowly, taking her time to climb the ladder of her climax. Suddenly the car-wash's boss's face popped into her mind, crouching at the side of her father's car, waiting for her to flash him, knowing that she would flash him.

Just as Sarah was close to the final rapture of her usual orgasm, three other faces popped into her head, the other three men working on her father's car; they were all waiting for her flash too, as if everyone expected that she would no longer be wearing any panties. It was suddenly obvious to her that everyone working at the car wash knew what Fergie and she were doing in that back room, that thought and a little gentle rubbing were enough to tip her over the edge and she began to gasp through her orgasm.

Sarah had reached her usual stopping point, the level of orgasm that always gave her full satisfaction in the past, not anywhere close to the level she had reached earlier in the day dancing on Fergie's fingers. Sarah surprised herself slightly because she had reached her stop but was still rubbing and now, as she was already gasping for air she began to rub harder, her father's face popped into her head, she flashed back to the way he looked at her as she walked out of the car wash's waiting room, had he seen the dark triangle through her thin cotton dress, made transparent by the mixture of semen and water, proving that she had lost her panties at some point during the day. As she wondered if her father had seen her she drove herself into a higher level of climactic state.

Sarah couldn't fall asleep for ages; her body seemed to demand that she drive herself even higher up the climactic mountain. When her inner self finally allowed her to stop rubbing between her legs she was totally washed out, she had run a half marathon and not felt so washed out after it ended but once she stopped rubbing, she fell asleep before her breathing returned to its normal rate.

When Sarah woke in the morning it was quite late, she was slightly sore between her legs and had to apply a soothing unction before she went down for breakfast. Sarah hadn't bothered to dress before breakfast, she walked past her father and kissed him good morning then she picked up her food and walked past her mother on her way to her seat, kissing her mother as she passed.

Sarah's mother stopped her in her tracks and patted her bottom, "You should at least put panties on under your nighty if you're going to walk around without a dressing gown on." Sarah's face heated up, she felt the blood blush her cheeks, she looked nervously at her father, he couldn't help himself, his eyes dropped to the place where Sarah's legs joined on to her body and then he blushed too. Sarah made a mental note that she would have to check out just how much could be seen through her summer nighty.

As Sarah dipped her spoon in her cereal bowl the important question popped into her head, "Would she visit the car wash at lunchtime today or not?" Sarah filled her mouth with food, then another question, "Would she let Fergie go all the way if she did visit at lunchtime?" A shiver ran through Sarah's body, her eyes flicked from her mother to her father, she was worried that something might give the game away to her parents, the look on her face, the way her body shivered while she thought about the possibilities that could unfold for her later in the day if she went over to the car wash in her lunch break.

Sarah knew that she would be risking detention if she was caught out of school at lunchtime and if she actually ate her lunch before she left the school grounds there was more chance of her getting caught out and being punished. If she were to visit the car wash at lunchtime she would have to forego her lunch and leave school with the kids who went home for lunch. It suddenly dawned on Sarah, there was no 'if' about it, there was no way she could miss out on the prospect of so much pleasure. There was no way she would be able to sneak food out of the house that day, she would have to have made a sandwich the evening before and put it in her school bag over night as her mother never left the kitchen until way after her father took her to school.

Sarah's father kept looking at her kind of funny like, it looked to her like he was trying to stare at her lap, perhaps he was trying to see if she left the house with panties on so that he could check her later and see if there was a difference. Sarah may as well have bunked off school all morning for all the good the lessons were doing her, the only thing on her mind was how long it would be until she could escape and run down to the car wash.

Sarah showed superb self-control as she followed the kids that went home for lunch down the school drive, she had to dodge into a large group of older kids to hide away from the teacher on gate duty, there was a chance that the teacher wouldn't recognise her if she spotted her but if she did, Sarah would have been busted and wouldn't have been allowed to leave the school until her father picked her up at four o'clock.

As soon as Sarah was past the school fence she broke free of the group she was walking in and began to run towards the car wash. Fergie spotted Sarah from about a hundred yards away and passed his wash mitten over to the man who was waiting to jet-wash the soap off. When Sarah got to the car wash she was disappointed not to see Fergie working on one of the two cars on the forecourt, she was about to walk on by when the man who took Fergie's place called out, "Hey little girl, your man is waiting for you inside!"

Sarah was a little worried about walking through the waiting room with two total strangers sitting there reading the magazines that were scattered around the room, people would call most of the magazines 'Lad's Mags' semi-porn stories and pictures of near naked girls. Sarah rushed through the door into the toilet passageway, she waited outside the ladies toilet until the door into the waiting room finished closing before turning and knocking on the closed door marked 'Private'.

Fergie opened the door, he was drying his chest and stomach with the towel that he had given to Sarah to dry her dress on the day before, he had just had a wash down to his waist and, just like the day before he was wearing only his underpants, his overalls sat on the floor in front of the sink just the way they had the day before.

Fergie guided Sarah over to one of the mattresses lying on the floor under a window that opened out onto the car wash's forecourt. The window was covered by an old nylon bed sheet but it was obvious that the window was wide open behind the thin sheet.

Fergie kissed Sarah and as she responded to his tongue trying to get into her mouth he took both of her hands and placed them on the waistband of his underpants and encouraged her to take them off for him, as Sarah pushed his underpants past his knees her face suddenly came into very close proximity to his cock, "Give it a little kiss baby!" Sarah had been on the internet, she knew what a blowjob was, her eyes flicked up to his face as she was trying to force his underpants over his knees. "You, you want me to give you a blow-job?"

Fergie studied Sarah's face for a long moment, then he laughed, "No baby, you'll do that when you want to, for now, just a little kiss."

Sarah closed her eyes and leaned in, she placed her lips against Fergie's cockhead and as she gave it a peck of a kiss his cock jumped and slapped her in the eye, it was a good thing that Sarah still closed her eyes whenever she kissed anyone or anything. Sarah burst out laughing as Fergie stepped out of his underpants.

"Can I undress you today or do you just want to play like yesterday?" Sarah shrugged her shoulders, she kind of expected Fergie to want to see her naked today, she just never expected him to ask her before he undressed her. "Why don't you start out by giving me your panties, just like yesterday?" Sarah managed to wriggle out of her knickers without showing her body off at all, Fergie took them out of her hand and brought the crotch to his face, he sniffed deeply through his nose, taking in every drop of her scent. "They are soaking wet, just like yesterday."

Sarah and Fergie kissed for a few minutes, the sound of a car being vacuumed out thoroughly drifting through the open window. Fergie began to pull Sarah's dress up, she raised her arms well before she needed too, telling, or rather showing Fergie that she was willing to let him strip her naked.

Fergie pushed the sleeping bag off of the bed and pulled Sarah down onto it, they lay there, both naked, both rubbing and exploring each other's bodies. Can I fuck you my little princess?" Sarah blushed, she instigated a kiss and this time, it was the tip of her tongue that licked Fergie's lips to encourage him to open his mouth for her and as she pushed her tongue into Fergie' mouth, she nodded her head.

Fergie pulled the sheet down from the window and used it to cover them as they lay on the bed. "If my friends ask how old you are, tell them that you're eleven okay." Sarah was confused by that request, most men of Fergie's age would prefer other's to think that they were in love with an older girl rather than a younger one, Sarah could easily have said she was sixteen years old if asked, and then again, why would his friends ever ask her age anyway?

Fergie wriggled his body down the bed, under the sheet and he began to work on her cunt with his mouth, again, the internet had educated her for the act but it had in no way prepared her for the feeling of a man's face between her legs, his tongue working on her cunt and clitoris rocketing her off into a climax in an instant. There were voices from the car wash coming through the now uncovered window, the car's owner was telling the boss that his men had made a good job of his car, the sound of the car's door closing and the engine starting and then the car driving away.

Fergie had given Sarah an even more magnificent climax than he had done the day before, Sarah was trying to stifle her pleasure moans, she didn't know why her body suddenly seemed to want to make noises that she had never made in her life before but then, she had never been given the level of pleasure that Fergie had just been delivering to her. Fergie was working his way up Sarah's body, kissing all the way up, when he got to her breasts he sucked what there was of her breast mass into his mouth and as he sucked really hard he flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth over her nipple, paying equal attention to both sides.

When Fergie was finally finished sucking Sarah's breasts into his mouth he pushed his body away from hers and looked down and smiled. Sarah looked down to see what Fergie was smiling at, she was surprised at just how big her breasts suddenly looked, they were both bright red, Fergie had sucked extra blood into her breast mass and caused both breasts to swell up to double their usual size.

The three men who had been working with Fergie stood right outside the window talking; Sarah thought she heard the word food or a close approximation to the English word in their own language. Fergie was now kneeling between Sarah's legs, he had his cock in his hand and he was rubbing his cock head along her gash, pre-cum was almost running from his cock's eye, and he was painting it like grease to lubricate her opening before he was ready to give it the final push.

Fergie settled his body down on top of Sarah's, pinning her to the mattress, he kissed her several times and with each kiss the sound of his work-mates voices were getting quieter and quieter as they moved away from the window. Fergie was now lined up, his cock head was actually at the opening to her vagina and he was pressing his hips forward, letting his cockhead slip a fraction of an inch at a time into her vaginal opening. "Don't be afraid my little darling, no one will hurt you if you just go with the flow!"

Sarah thought that Fergie was just being considerate, that he was just trying to relax her before the final thrust that would turn her from a fourteen year old girl and into a woman. As Fergie pressed down and the pain began to rise between Sarah's legs she found herself again trying to stifle her groans but this time they were groans of pain rather than pure pleasure.

The door suddenly opened and three men walked into the room that Sarah was being deflowered in by her new boyfriend. No one even looked in the direction of the bed that Sarah and Fergie were fucking on; they all just walked to the sink and stripped out of their overalls in turn to take a good strip wash. The three men then went to a fridge and took out three sandwiches and a six pack of beer.

Fergie waited until the three men were all sitting on a mattress on the other side of the room before he gave the final thrust that sank his cock into Sarah from just his cock head in her body just an inch to being buried balls deep in her cunt. Sarah was trying to get away at the time but Fergie now had two hands to hold her down on the bed, she screamed out in pain and looked over to the other bed, the three men were eating their sandwiches and drinking beer but all three were looking over at Fergie and her.

Sarah soon forgot the pain as an extra shiver ran through her body at the thought of being the lunchtime entertainment for three men, well four if she counted Fergie. Fergie pulled his cock out of her really slowly until just his cockhead was still engaged, he looked over his shoulder to his mates and then he fell with all of his weight on top of the girl, knocking the wind out of her and burying his cock back inside of her to his balls once again.

Once Sarah got into the swing of being fucked she started to enjoy herself, the way she had always expected it would be when she finally got round to sex. Sarah even forgot all about the other guys sitting opposite them, watching the action under the cover of the very thin nylon sheet. Sarah quickly surpassed any pleasure she had ever gotten from her orgasms before, even the one a few moments ago when Fergie used his mouth on her, Sarah thought that Fergie was getting close to his own climax but he suddenly pulled out.

For the first time Fergie looked very serious, his affable smile had disappeared, "Little girl, I've ducked out of work twice to play with you and my very good friend Terry has stood in for me. The problem is, Terry doesn't do this work for free, he expects to get something as payment for the work he has done for me, so if you want to keep coming to play with me, you have to pay Terry now, just a few minutes and I'll come back to you after him."

Fergie slipped out from under the cover, his cock was bright red around his cockhead and dark brown around his cock's base from all the dried blood, he walked over to the fridge and took out two bottles of strong lager and returned to Sarah and handed her one of the bottles. Then he returned to the bed opposite Sarah and sat down to eat a sandwich.

Sarah propped her body up on her elbows and watched as Fergie began chatting to his three friends, one was quickly finishing off his sandwich and gulping the last of his beer down. Sarah was amazed at how comfortable Fergie looked sitting there totally nude next to his friends but then they only had underpants on anyway. The man gulping his food and drink down was obviously Terry, he stood up and pulled his underpants down, his cock wasn't as long as Fergie's but it was a little fatter and there was already pre-cum dribbling down his cock shaft.

As Terry walked over to Sarah he began rubbing the pre-cum running down the underside of his cock so it was giving his cock a generous coating of slimy fluid. Sarah had a mini panic, she couldn't understand what was happening, a boy wouldn't usually hand his girlfriend over for someone else to have sex with, especially not as some kind of payment for work done. Sarah took a gulp from the bottle of beer and was planning on her next action, was she going to run away or was she going to stay but refuse to do anything with Terry?

Sarah placed the bottle on the floor at the side of the mattress above her head and grasped the top of the sheet in both hands. Terry knelt on the bed at Sarah's side and lifted the corner of the sheet to look at her body; Sarah moved her hands to her side, pulling the sheet tight against her body. Terry stood up and turned to Fergie, raising his arms in a kind of 'Appeal' kind of way.

Fergie took another bite of his sandwich and washed his food down with a gulp of beer, then he slid off the mattress he was sharing with the two other men and walked over to Sarah. She watched as Fergie's erection swung from side to side as he walked towards her, the bright red blood that had been covering his cock was turning into a dark brown second skin.

Fergie knelt on the bed at Sarah's side and he yanked the sheet out of her left hand first and then out of her right hand, "I tell you to play nicely with Terry and when he is finished I come back and make you a very happy little girl, Terry never lasts long time so why you don't do this little thing for me?" Sarah's face was set in a determined and very belligerent scowl as she looked at Terry but she softened her faical expression as she looked into Fergie's eyes.

"Please little baby-doll, you let Terry play now or you have to get dressed and piss off back to school!" Sarah didn't see any hint of a threat in Fergie's face, he was just stating a fact, there were ten men at the car wash and every one of them knew what Sarah and Fergie were doing in the back room, Terry was just the one who was taking up Fergie's slack on the team, so he deserved a little fun. Fergie smiled down at Sarah and then he leaned in and kissed her tenderly, he then whispered in her ear, "It's just sex, it isn't love, I love you, I am the one kissing you" Fergie kissed her again on the lips, "Do this for me or it will make me look bad in the eyes of my friends!" Fergie kissed her one last time and then he looked over to Terry and nodded his head down at the corner of the sheet.

Terry lifted the sheet and looked down at Sarah's body, Sarah looked down too, her breasts, or rather, where her breasts would eventually grow looked strange to her, they looked more puffy than usual, they also looked slightly bruised but Terry wasn't looking at her chest, he took hold of her left leg and pulled it away from her right leg to look at her cunt.

Terry said something in Albanian to Fergie, Sarah thought he said eggplant or possibly elephant but Sarah couldn't be sure, Fergie looked down at Sarah, "Hey baby-doll, Terry wants to know exactly how old you are!" Sarah was about to say she was fourteen but suddenly remembered what Fergie had said earlier, "Eleven, I'm only eleven!" Fergie just shrugged his shoulders and jabbered away in Albanian, he kissed Sarah again and walked back to his lunch and bottle of beer.

Terry pushed Sarah's right leg away from him so now she was laying there with her legs spread as wide apart as she could get them, as Terry knee-walked over the bed, straddling her left leg and then finally kneeling between her thighs, Sarah said to herself, "It's only sex, it isn't love, just let Terry do whatever he wants and then my lover Fergie will be back."

Terry was kneeling bolt upright, rubbing his cockhead up and down Sarah's cunt lips, Sarah was looking down there too, her upper body propped up on her elbows, there was a dark brown line of dried blood defining her gash, dried blood smudges covering her outer pussy lips, Terry pushed his cockhead lower and Sarah felt it engage with her vaginal sheath, he pushed a little harder, his cock was fatter than Fergie's cock so as his cock slipped into her cunt there was that same stabbing pain again.

Because Terry was kneeling upright to watch his cock sliding into Sarah the angle was all wrong and the pain of his entry was increased but as he pulled his cock back out slowly there was a satisfied look on his face, Sarah had a worried look on hers though, Terry's cock was covered in bright red blood, the thickness of his cock had ruptured the tear line of her hymen that Fergie had burst through earlier and she was bleeding all over again.

Once Terry was happy that he had drawn maidenhead blood he lowered his upper body down on top of Sarah and began to fuck her in a slow and languid fashion, Sarah tried to think of other things, she didn't really mind Terry using her, it was after all just sex, no big deal, the internet was full of strangers meeting and fucking before walking away with hardly a word spoken but she didn't want to climax with Terry, she saw her climaxes a gift of love between herself and Fergie.

Fergie had promised Sarah that Terry would finish off quickly and he would come straight back to her but it didn't feel like Terry was in any hurry to cum, he was fucking slowly, deliberately and trying to get his cock in her as deeply as he could get it. Fortunately for Sarah Terry didn't try to kiss her on her lips, he satisfied himself with kissing around her neck and upper chest. He finally settled for kissing Sarah's collarbone, well he started out kissing there but it soon progressed to gentle sucking, through harder sucking and finally a little biting as well as sucking quite hard.

Sarah, against her best endeavour, began to respond to Terry's fucking, her breathing changed and she began to lift her bottom and arch her back off of the mattress as Terry continued to fuck her. There was the sound of a car pulling into the car wash, Fergie came over and stood above the fucking couple to look out of the window. "Two cars guys, we have to go!" Fergie slapped Terry on his back, "Remember, don't cum in her, I don't want to find sloppy seconds when I get back."

Fergie didn't bother with his underpants; he just stepped into his overalls and followed his two friends out to wash the car that had just arrived. It didn't take Terry long to fall into his end game, Sarah thought he was going the fill her belly even though Fergie had told him not too but at the critical moment he suddenly pulled his cock out of her cunt and exploded over her body. Sarah lost count of the number of jets of semen Terry fired off over her body but at least one blast landed on her forehead and strung out a trail down, over her face and onto her chin.

Terry stepped into his underpants; they were the same kind of small white Jockey underpants that Fergie wore, as Terry covered his cock with the thin white cotton pants a dark stain spread out through the material. Just before Terry left the room he threw the damp towel that all four of them had used when they washed their hands and even though it was wet, Sarah was grateful for the chance to wipe herself clean.

Sarah was alone, lying on the mattress on the floor, she hadn't bothered to cover her naked body, she didn't need the cover to keep warm as it was around twenty-five centigrade in the old workshop, even hotter out on the forecourt where the Albanian men were washing cars. Sarah looked at her wristwatch, it was one thirty-five, school started five minutes ago but she didn't care, she must have subconsciously known that she wouldn't make it back to school for the afternoon lessons as she had brought her satchel with her rather than leaving it behind in the classroom she should have been sitting in right at that moment.

As Sarah lay there, her eyes closed, loving the feeling of the sun streaming through the open window cascading onto her naked body, basking in the sun as well as the afterglow of more wonderful orgasms than she could count she was working through the lessons that she was missing. One thirty to ten past two would be French, no one would ever miss forty minutes of French irregular verbs, anyway, Fergie had taught her a little French earlier, French kissing that was.

Ten past two to three thirty was maths, well, she could count, so what if she couldn't get her head around ratios and probability, the main probability that interested her at that moment was the probability that Fergie would walk through the door any moment and join her on the bed again. A sudden wave of depression rolled over Sarah; French followed by maths in the afternoon meant that it was Friday afternoon. Sarah would have to make every minute of the next two hours count as she wouldn't be able to visit the car wash again until Monday.

Sarah heard another car pull into the forecourt, the guys were already working on two cars out there, she hoped that the arrival of the third car wouldn't delay Fergie's return to her. Sarah jumped up and pulled a box under the window, the third car hadn't turned his engine off which confused Sarah a little. Sarah managed to see what was going on quite clearly, the new arrival was a very posh car, the car wash's boss was talking to the driver through the window.

Sarah managed to hear the driver of the third car say that he needed a little something special for the weekend, "I have most goods at the moment but I'm expecting my Birmingham connection any time so he may clear me out of the popular stuff." Sarah missed the next bit of the conversation as Fergie started to jet-wash the soap off of the car he was cleaning. Sarah watched the driver hand over a rather large bundle of cash and the boss walked off to the container that they stored the cleaning chemicals and equipment. When he returned he had a large plastic bag in his hand, Sarah saw bags of pills and quantities of powder. Even at fourteen, Sarah was old enough to realised that the car wash was a front for drugs trafficking.

Sarah thought back to the drive home from the car wash the day before, she wasn't really paying any attention to her father as he talked, she was sitting, looking at the back of her hand, remembering the feeling of Fergie's spunk as he fired off over her hand and the front of her dress but now it came back, "They can't be making any money, the most they can make is forty pounds an hour, ten men working and the boss, the chemicals, the electricity and water bills as well as rent, those guys can't be getting more than two quid an hour each."

See, Sarah thought to herself, "I don't need maths lessons to work things out" Sarah watched the car drive away, then she saw the boss go over to Fergie, something was whispered in Fergie's ear, then Fergie stopped the jet-wash, "Sure, but do me a favour, teach her how to do oral on you, I want to be the first to fill her belly, I'll be in as soon as we finish this car."

Sarah jumped down excitedly, the boss was the oldest of the men that worked there, he reminded her a lot of her father in looks, body shape and age, his hair was even receding in exactly the same way as her father's. Sarah was shivering with excitement and anticipation as she lay on the mattress, having the boss visit her for sex, even if it were oral sex would be like doing it with her father and that thought sent an even greater shiver through her body.

Sarah was staring at the door but she still jumped when it opened. The boss walked in, a huge grin on his face, he said, "Hi, I'm Hammy, I'm sorry I missed watching you and Terry, everyone said you took him like a professional, Fergie said I could come in and have a little playtime with you while he finishes off the car he's working on.

Hammy started to undress, his back to Sarah because he was heading for a tall cupboard set into the wall opposite her, Sarah noticed that inside the cupboard was a safe, the safe was hidden behind a false wall at the back of the cupboard, if you didn't know it was there you'd never have found it. Sarah watched as a now naked Hammy straightened out the bundle of notes and added then to an even larger bundle of notes that were already in the safe. She watched as Hammy took out a small cardboard box and took something from it which he hung on the back of the cupboard door before turning to face Sarah.

Sarah was ready and waiting for him, her eyes were already firmly fixed at cock height, she really wanted to see what his cock looked like and as he turned his cock seemed to be disjointed from him, as his body turned, his cock seemed to lag behind, he was easily ten inches long but his cock was only half as thick as Fergie's cock, Sarah almost giggled when Hammy's body stopped turning and his cock carried on past to almost slap against his hip, in Sarah's mind she imagined the 'Whoosh' sound that should have accompanied the speed of his cock's movement.

Hammy took his cock in his hand and began to rub it, it did thicken slightly as he rubbed it but it didn't get any longer. "Fergie tells me that he thinks that you need to learn how to suck a man's cock, have you ever had a cock in your mouth before?" Sarah shook her head, she daren't speak because she knew she wouldn't be able to do it without laughing, Hammy was a larger man then the rest but with a cock that looked totally out of proportion to his size.

Hammy joined Sarah on the bed, she thought as he was going to get her to suck his cock he would have knelt by her head but he took up a conventional fucking position. He eased his cock into her cunt, she hardly felt the first four inches but she felt the fifth inch as it pushed against her cervix and started to try and turn her insides out as it were. "Is it okay if I kiss you? After all, I'm going to put my cock in your mouth in a minute!"

Sarah closed her eyes and pursed her lips and Hammy kissed her, it took just a second for his tongue to be in her mouth, he fucked her with passion and kissed her with more. Hammy listened to the conversation outside the window, the usual exchange between the car's driver and the worker as payment was made. "Fergie will be in any moment, I'm going to put my cock all the way in your mouth, don't panic, you will want to cough or gag but try to relax, once I'm in your throat the feeling that you want to cough will subside. Don't worry about breathing, just breath through your nose, my cock is thin enough to let you breath easily, the most important thing for you to remember is keep your teeth out of the way and never spit a man's cum out, it's a great mark of disrespect to the man."

Sarah was looking at Hammy's cock closely as he pulled it out, no fresh blood on It, Sarah breathed a sigh of relief that she had stopped bleeding after her double opening earlier, she didn't like the collection of small blood clots under the corona of his cockhead, Hammy used the damp towel to clean around where his foreskin should have been if he hadn't been circumcised that is.

Hammy got Sarah to prop herself up on her elbows and offered her his cock, Sarah had seen enough pictures and video clips from the internet to have a good idea of what to do, she was surprised though that Hammy had given her the earlier warnings about what would happen when he was all the way in her mouth, she had seen it happen dozens of times and those women never seemed to have any difficulties doing it. Hammy was filling her in on the technicalities that you couldn't see in clips and pictures on the internet and then he was ready to take the plunge as they say, his cock was in her mouth about three inches and his cockhead was right at the back of her throat, just being that close to her oesophagus had caused Sarah to gag a few times but as Hammy stabbed his hips forward to breach her throat Sarah pulled her head away.

Hammy tried several times but after the first time she pulled away she just couldn't help herself pulling back and flinching each time he tried to go further. Sarah though that Hammy would be mad at her for spoiling his playtime with her and when he pulled his cock out of her mouth and jumped to his feet Sarah flinched back away from him in case he struck her.

Hammy collected pillows from the other beds on their side of the room and brought them to Sarah. He told Sarah to slide down to the foot of the mattress, he made a small hill of pillows, "Here, come and lay on the pillows, make it a little easier for me." Sarah slid up the bed and put her head on the pile of pillows, "No, not like that" Hammy pilled Sarah's body over the pile so that her shoulders were firmly pressed down on the top of the pile, "Like this!" The world turned upside down to Sarah as her head lolled back beyond its normal range over the pillow hill.

Hammy moved beyond Sarah's head and shuffled into position so that his cock was lined up perfectly with her mouth, he just had to pull her over a little further to achieve the perfect angle. Hammy didn't waste any time this time, he pushed his cock into Sarah's mouth until she gagged, then he said, "Swallow hard and fast little girl!" Hammy stabbed his hips forward and as he did, he pressed down hard on her shoulders. Sarah was fighting, trying to wriggle out from under Hammy but she was pinned down good, in the end she gave up and began to swallow through her attempts to gag.

"Good girl, relax and swallow it all down, once it is all the way in it will get easier I promise you." Hammy's cock met with no little resistance as he tried to force it all the way down her throat, at first he had been right, Sarah could still breathe when Hammy's cock was starting its journey down towards her stomach but as his balls approached her nose and he was about to crash his pubic mound against her chin she suddenly had her windpipe cut off and she panicked a lot when she thought she was about to die.

Hammy bumped his hairy pubic mound against Sarah's chin and his balls slapped her nose and he started to pull out slowly and as he did Sarah could breathe once again. She stopped panicking once she worked out that she could breathe for most of the act and so long as she was prepared for it and filled her lungs just as his cock was reaching its deepest point. As Sarah relaxed into the feeling of having her throat fucked Hammy stopped pressing down on her shoulders.

Sarah could see nothing but two very hairy plumbs swinging to and fro in front of her eyes so, when the door opened and she heard footsteps coming into the room she had no idea if it was Fergie and the 'A-team' or if it were the other team of car washers. Sarah heard the sounds of bottles being opened and men talking on the opposite side of the room as Hammy began to speed up his fucking of her mouth, going at her faster and harder, she started to have to fill her lungs on every gasp just to make sure that she didn't get caught out by the speed that he was going at her.

Sarah heard the second car pull away and again the door opened and more footsteps came into the room, this time as bottles were being opened Sarah felt strong hands grasping her knees and the heat of a cock pressing against her vagina, 'Please let it be Fergie, please let it be Fergie' ran through her mind but as soon as the unseen man pushed into her she really didn't care, just feeling that cock sliding into her sheath pushed all other concerns from her head.

Sarah had to concentrate a lot on her breathing, especially when she started to reach her orgasm and her muscles needed far more oxygen than they did when she was just getting her throat fucked but she realised that now she was still able to breath for more of Hammy's stroke, she was also amazed at how quickly she got off with a cock in her pussy, a fraction of the time that it took her when she was using he fingers.

Sarah guessed that the cock between her legs was that of Fergie, just because he was being so gentle and of course she could remember how his cock felt in her, his length and thickness. Hammy was now fucking Sarah's throat at some speed and the fluidity of his movements was beginning to deteriorate as his breathing changed, "You ready girl?" He gasped, Sarah couldn't answer of course, her mouth as well as her throat were totally full. Hammy gasped out loud and he may have sworn but all that she was fully conscious of was the warmth that she could feel in her belly as Hammy fired jet after jet of spunk straight into her stomach.

Once Hammy had finished shooting he just leaned against her face hard, his cock buried totally in her body. Sarah would have been in real trouble if it weren't for natures little miracle that made most men start to shrink the moment they fired off their seed. Sarah was still climaxing and still swallowing as Hammy's cock shrank very slowly, drawing itself from her throat. If Sarah had known what was in store for her in just a moment she would have tried to keep him hard and engaged in her throat for as long as possible, all of her on-line education couldn't possibly prepare her for the taste of a man's spunk for the first time.

As Hammy's cock popped into her mouth it drew a little semen after it and Sarah's orgasm was instantly killed by the bitter salty taste in her mouth. Sarah was mindful of Hammy's warning though and wasn't tempted to spit his cock out of her mouth before Hammy was ready to pull it out for himself. Once Sarah got over the shock of the taste of semen in her mouth she began to suck on Hammy's, now flaccid, cock all over again and Fergie was once again working his magic in her cunt and she was climbing up the hill to climax land all over again.

Sarah didn't think that she was doing anything unusual, after all, she had used her father's pc loads of times and seen this kind of scene over and over again in photographs and films, some over the internet and some stored on her father's hard drive, her father's interest in online sex had given her the best sexual education in the world, so when a man had his cock in your mouth you just keep sucking until he was finished with you, everyone knew that but Hammy was amazed at how she had taken to sex and cock sucking apparently without so much as batting an eyelid.

Hammy eventually pulled his cock out of Sarah's mouth and it looked to all around like she was trying to follow his cock to stop it leaving her mouth and as his cockhead finally slipped from her mouth there was a popping sound for all in the room to hear. Fergie shifted his position slightly and reached over the pillow hill to lift Sarah's head, she flung her arms around his neck and she rained kisses down on his face. Fergie stopped her kissing him on the lips though, he handed her the bottle of beer that she had taken just a few sips from earlier and encouraged her to take several large gulps from the open bottle.

As soon as Sarah put the bottle back on the floor Fergie knocked the pile of pillows off the bed and lay Sarah flat on her back. Fergie's lips locked on Sarah's and they tongue wrestled for a few moments while Fergie fucked Sarah to another climactic peak, higher than any so far that day or ever in her life before then out of the blue Fergie said, "Well my darling, are you ready to make a baby with Fergie?"

Sarah knew of the dangers of having unprotected sex, of course she did, she had started her periods almost two years earlier, the first few times her periods were just light spots of blood messing her panties every few weeks, they were certainly not regular for the first year but in the last year she could set her watch by her periods, both the starting date, the flow pattern and the end date, so much so that in the past twelve months, she hadn't messed up a single pair of panties, she had her panty liner in place several hours before her period began.

Fergie lifted Sarah's knees and pressed them against her ribcage, then he lifted his upper body from hers by pressing her knees down hard and started to fuck like a steam train, pounding the air out of Sarah's lungs but redoubling her pleasure at the same time. It was Sarah's turn to swear, she was almost shouting out her orgasmic rapture, something she wouldn't ever be able to do at home, even if her parents were out, there were the neighbours to think about.

Fergie started to gasp and he slowed down, just stabbing his hips at her and she felt a warmth spreading upwards through her belly, a lot like the warmth she had felt earlier when Hammy filled her belly from above, she knew that Fergie was pumping his seed into her, filling her womb, his cock was so fat that his seed couldn't escape past it to the outside world so it was all being injected deeper into her body.

Fergie fell against her body, he let her legs go free and she slowly lowered them back onto the mattress, groaning with the sudden relief as blood could flow back into her toes. Fergie kept his cock coupled with Sarah's vagina for as long as he could, even though Sarah's body was trying to expel it from her body. A car pulled onto the forecourt and the room suddenly emptied leaving Sarah and Fergie cuddling together on the mattress.

Sarah fell asleep lying on her side with Fergie behind her, spooning with her, his wet cock pressing against her bottom. A car door slammed and woke Sarah, she was alone on the mattress, she looked at her watch and screamed out "Damned" at the top of her voice, School would be out in just five minutes, Tom would be waiting for her by the main gate, his routine was always the same, he would take a coffee break from his calls and wait for Sarah, he either drove her home and then went to his next call, or, if his next call was on his way home, he would take Sarah along with him.

Sarah found her dress and pulled it over her head; she was throwing pillows, sheets, sleeping bags and towels all over the place searching for her knickers just as Fergie walked back into the room. "I'm in deep shit; my dad will already be at the gates waiting for me, how the hell can I get past him so he thinks I've been at school all afternoon? And where the hell are my knickers?" Fergie grinned at her and looked towards the wall at the far end of the room, there was a fibre board on the wall and pinned to the notice board were her powder blue knickers from the bay before and her white knickers from that day. "I can't keep going home without my knickers" Sarah pulled her dress tight against her lower body and the dark triangle of her pubic forest clearly showed through the thin cotton, "My dad could see this and then he'd know I've been up to no good!"

Fergie said, "Don't worry baby doll, I'll get you past your old man, pity you don't use the bus, we could have an extra hour before I drove you home." The guys at the car wash had an old beat-up car that they used as a run around, the car had Polish plates on it so they didn't need road tax or a current MOT, there was even no way that the police could check on insurance electronically and if they ever stopped the car, Fergie could show them any piece of paper written in Polish or Albanian and they would have no idea what they were looking at.

Fergie smiled at Sarah as she kept on holding her dress to show him the dark triangle, "Anyway, you shave under arms and legs, why not just go the whole way and shave all, my friends will like it better that way, makes you look even younger and my friends think the younger is the better." Fergie opened the door to the hidden safe and lifted something off of the hook on the back of the door, he placed a gold chain around Sarah's neck, on the chain was a heavy Gold heart, "I give you a little piece of my heart to show that I love you forever." Sarah realised that it was the thing that she had seen Hammy hang behind the door before he fucked her but the gift still sent a thrill through her body.

Once in the car, Fergie pushed Sarah's head down so she couldn't be seen as he drove the short distance to her school, Sarah didn't need telling twice and she was sucking on his cock before the car left the car wash's forecourt. Fergie drove right past Sarah's dad as he paced up and down outside the school gates, the main flood of kids had already left and there were just a few stragglers left leaving the school building.

Fergie drove right round the back of the school to the kitchen delivery bay and he kissed Sarah before he let her out of the car, and he held her in place, "You know any younger girls that you could bring with you next time?" Sarah shook her head, she was in year nine, the youngest girls were in year six and year six kids never mixed with year nine kids. "Well, think about it, if you can bring another young girl with you on Monday it will mean I don't have to share you with so many of my friends, you'd like that wouldn't you?" Sarah nodded her head and smiled at Fergie before planting one final peck on his lips and she ran through the back door to the school so she could walk calmly through the front doors and on towards her rather angry looking father.

"Why are you so late?" "My teacher held me back after class for talking in class." "Well, you'll have to start using the bus if you can't get out on time." Sarah remembered Fergie's comment about spending extra time with him if she used the bus, "You're right, I have my free bus pass anyway, I might be able to do my homework in the library before I come home some nights if I used the bus!"

Tom had kept Sarah out of the car while they talked, Sarah noticed that her father kept looking down the front of her dress, she couldn't be sure just how much her father could see but her dress was really thin and she didn't have any panties on to soak up the constant stream of Fergie's semen that was running down the insides of both of her legs. And did she see right, was there a bulge forming in the front of her father's trousers?

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