Author's Note: Stories on this site may contain fiction of an adult nature. They may contain themes involving Incest, under age sex, rape, bestiality, drugs or alcohol abuse. If these subjects make you uncomfortable please exit now. The stories are meant for the entertainment of adults as defined by your local government or society, if you are below this age please exit now. The author does not condone or encourage anyone to act in real life the way the characters depicted in this story act. Please help to support ASSTR by making a donation HERE Written: 20 June 2018 Already seen Stranger Part 4, click here to read part 1 or here to read part 2 or here to read part 3 or here to read part 5 or here to read part 6 or here to read part 7 Stranger Part 4 by Isabella Story Code: M/F, MM/F, Public sex, Incest, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Sex Slave, Anal, Prostitution We spent the next two hours fucking in my bed, Johnny still didn't seem like he was in any hurry to climax, every time he came close he would stop and change position and start again from the ground floor. At three o'clock, I'd just started sucking Johnny's cock again when we heard a voice from the kitchen, "Anybody there?" I pulled my mouth off of Johnny's cock and shouted, "We're upstairs!" Now, in a small village like ours, an unlocked door was an invitation to friends and neighbours to come in, usually me shouting, "We're upstairs" would be taken to mean, "...and we'll be down in a minute". If the visitor had been one of my female friends, they would usually put the kettle on and get two mugs out of the cupboard to make coffee while I headed down to greet them. I was just about to give Johnny one last loving suck on his cock when the voice sounded again, "Which room?" I pulled my mouth away from Johnny's cock again and gave him a puzzled look, "Sounds like Paul, I left him running the milk through the dairy processer, he said he'd nip our cream and butter round once they were finished." Johnny looked at my nighty laying in a crumpled heap on the floor at the side of my bed and then he looked back at me, he gave me a wink and a grin. I looked toward the door, "We're in my bedroom Paul." Paul opened the door and just stood looking at us, Johnny lying on his back, his cock erect, me kneeling between his legs bent over, my mouth an inch away from his glistening cock. "Hi..." Paul looked at my bedroom window, "...Dad said that you two had finally got around to having fun after eighteen years of pissing about." I looked at the window, Ron's telescope still standing, pointing at my bedroom window but unmanned as Ron was out playing in his toy car. "You want a coffee Paul?" Paul checked his watch, "I've got a couple of hours before afternoon milking, won't take long either, I've put the girls in the meadow here, dad thought the grass was getting a little long so we'll graze it down now and then leave it to cut for silage in September." I looked from Johnny's eyes to my nighty and back, he shrugged his shoulder, he was leaving it up to me to dress or not to dress. I hopped off the bed and stepped over my nighty, as I passed Paul in the doorway, still totally naked, Paul gave my arse a hard slap that sent me scurrying down the hallway. I put the coffee machine on and got three cups ready. Paul came in the kitchen and grinned at me, "Sorry for spoiling your fun there."
"No problem Paul, we were just being greedy, Johnny tells me that your...erm...dinner date with the planning officer yesterday wasn't totally successful." Paul grimaced, "Well, I got agreement for ten more houses than we were originally allowed but I couldn't get him to shift on the bricks we have to use." "Wasn't a total waste of the money you paid for the prostitutes then!" Paul grinned, "I see that Johnny told you our business secrets then!" I grinned, "Is Luton the closest Brothel around?" "God no, there are brothels in every town but the planning officer is from Bedford, never piss on your own doorstep so the Bedford brothels were out, I could have brought him to Kettering or Wellingborough but Luton was closer to the restaurant we were using." "I didn't know there would be a brothel in Kettering! Where is it in Kettering?" "The street girls work the London Road area, they pick men up and either take them to the car park or the cemetery gardens. The brothels are on Hawthorn Road and Roundhill Road." "Wow, I park in that car park on London Road, I had no idea that kind of thing went on there." I had to go close to where Paul was standing to get the milk that he'd just brought from the farm for our coffee and as I did he stroked my breast, he pulled me against him, I had been started sideways on to him but as he pulled me in closer it had turned me so that my back was to him, he kissed my neck and whispered, "My dad told me that you'd started taking cock up your arse, I'd be happy to help keep the door open." Well, Johnny had already told me that he planned an orgy on Saturday night with Paul and Suleiman, so I knew that he'd have no problem if I had a little fun with Paul today but before I had the chance to say, 'go and ask Johnny!' when the back door opened, "Anybody there?" It was one of my old school friends and neighbours, Angela, I'd expect her to pop in on a Saturday or a Sunday for an afternoon coffee but not midweek, Angela was a struggling single mother who had to work through the week. Her mother looked after Angela's daughter before and after school so that Angela could work full time. Angela took in the sight, me totally naked, Paul fully dressed, it was obvious that Paul had been embracing me when the back door opened and he'd just dropped me like a hot potato, "I'm sorry, Am I disturbing something?"
Angela had stiffened her stance, Paul being there and me being totally naked had thrown her of off kilter a little. "No, we were just about to have a coffee, want one?" "I need something stronger than coffee!" Johnny walked in, he was totally naked too, he saw Angela standing there and he turned and walked back into the living room. I left the coffee and went to the boot room, Johnny's best dressing gown had been washed and dried, it looked a little wrinkled, I never ironed it but usually I'd be more on the ball and instead of tumble drying it I'd have hung it on the washing line in the back garden on a coat hanger so that it dried without wrinkles. I took the dressing gown into the living room so that Johnny could cover up and I whispered, "Paul was just asking me if he could fuck me up my arse when Angela walked in on us." Johnny laughed, "Bet Angela was shocked to death, she's known you since you were three or four years old, bet she never thought she'd see you happy to be nude with my brother like this." "Yes, she knew me from school, she knows that I didn't even like getting changed in front of the other girls in my class." I left Johnny tying the belt on his dressing gown and returned to the kitchen, "So, if you don't want coffee, what can I get you to drink Angela?" "I could do with a brandy!" "Celebrating something?" "Hardly...you've heard of red letter days...well, today is a pink letter day!" "Sorry, I don't understand." "I turned up to work this morning to find a sign on the door that the store was closed, we all got our 'P-forty-fives', I've been doing everything I can to get another job but the agencies are only looking for people with computer skills at the moment so I've not got a lot of hope." "I'm sorry to hear that Angela, how can I help?" "Can we have a word in private please?" I finished making the coffee, got Angela a large brandy and guided her out into the back garden. Angela burst out laughing. "What's so funny?"
"You, I've never seen you so confident before, look at you, you're totally naked in the back garden...what if the postman came round to deliver you a parcel?" I shrugged my shoulders, "Well, I guess he'd see me naked, I doubt he'd complain! So, what can I do to help?" "Well, it's a bit embarrassing really, when I had Poppy, you know, one night stand with a total stranger. Well, your father-in-law came on to me, made an indecent proposal...you know the kind of thing, a cottage and a job for sexual favours...well, I exploded, I slapped his face and threw him out." "I'm sure that you're not the first and won't be the last to do that." "Well, I managed to get a rental up the road, one of the few houses for rent in the area that isn't owned by Clarke Properties. My mum and dad moved from their big house into the bungalow a few years back so I know I can't move in with them and now that I'm unemployed, my landlord will evict me." "That will take him ages, you'll have to be two months in arrears before he can even go to court and then that will take another two months. You'll definitely have a job by then and anyway, you'll get housing benefits, they'll cover most of your rent." "Yes, well, actually it's more difficult than normal...I don't actually have a tenancy agreement, I have what's called. 'Permission to reside!' and in that contract it stipulates that I have to be in full time employment. My landlord doesn't even have to wait for me to fall into arrears; I'm just in simple breach of contract." "So, you want me to have a word with your landlord? Try to get you a little grace period to get a new job!" Angela blushed, "Well, you could try that...but...I was going to ask you if you'd talk to your father-in-law and ask him if he was still interested in the same deal!" "You mean that you'd be willing to sell yourself to Ron for a job and a cottage?" "Normally never in a million years but I've been to the council, they gave me three addresses to look at, they are all in flats on that estate in Wellingborough where they put all the troublesome families, Poppy would be a target in the Comprehensive school on that estate." "Well, I'll see what I can do for you, I'll talk to your landlord first, see if he will give you a month or two to get a job, if I don't see any hope I'll talk to Ron." "Thanks Vicky, I think I could do with that coffee now!"
I made Angela her coffee and as she took the mug Johnny said, "Hey Vicky, can you take my brother up to your bathroom and show him where the rain is coming in and staining your ceiling!" I looked at the grin on Paul's face and then had a thought, I pulled Angela into the boot room, "Have you had much practice since Poppy was conceived?" "I've had a few boyfriends over the years but never anything regular so to speak...why?" "Well, you must realise that Ron's very experienced and you don't have youth on your side like you did when Poppy was born, if it comes down to it, You'll have to offer Ron something special...you should take every opportunity to gain experience. I'm going to get a little more experience right now; I'm going to take my brother-in-law to bed for an hour...I'll see you later...enjoy your coffee with Johnny while I'm gone!" I grinned at the look of shock on Angela's face; it took her a while to process what I was suggesting for her to do...and who I was suggesting she start with. I took Paul's hand and pulled him from the kitchen. In my bedroom, I stripped Paul totally and I took his cock in my mouth. "Do I take it that you don't want me to fuck your arse?" "Not at all...but I'm not going to suck your cock after so, A little suck...then you can fuck me in my cunt and finish off in my bum." Paul was similar to Johnny in size and work rate, he could hold his orgasm back very well too, I got the full hour out of him before I flipped onto my face and let him fill my back passage. Johnny opened my bedroom door as Paul was hammering me from behind. I looked up from my pillow, "What happened after we left?" "I shagged Angela in the kitchen, I made a mess on the kitchen floor but Angie cleaned it up. I actually turned her down at first but she told me that you'd suggested she use me to practice on!" I giggled, "She wants me to ask your dad if he'll give her a cottage and a job and take part payment in kind and she's desperate so I thought that you could have a little fun as well!" Johnny clipped on the bed at my side, he kissed me and started stroking my back as Paul continued pumping his cock up my bum. I pushed Johnny onto his back and then reached back and pressed my palm on Paul's chest, "Hold on a minute baby, let me change positions!" Paul pulled his cock out of my bum, it looked very messy but I put that sight out of my head. I wriggled over on top of Johnny and slipped his still hard cock in my pussy. "Did you cum for Angela?" Johnny shook his head, "I thought that you'd got hard again a bit quickly!"
I settled down on Johnny's cock and then reached back and pulled my bum cheeks apart for Paul and he got the message and slipped his cock up my bum. Johnny didn't have to move, the pressure of Paul's cock against his own through the wall of skin separating my arse from my vagina as well as the rocking back and forth of my body as Paul threw his body on top of mine. Paul did all the work and got all three of us off at the same time. I checked the time, "The girls will be home from school any moment now so we'd better get dressed." I'd only just poured coffee in the kitchen when the girls ran into the boot room. They welcomed their Uncle Paul and ran up stairs to get changed, Sarah was down first, she was still buttoning her blouse up as she reached the kitchen, she was holding a sheet of paper, "Mum, Simon's gone...look he left a note!" Wow, I was totally surprised; I thought that it was strange that he's missed two meals but he'd been too tired to visit me after Johnny had finished with me the night before. I read the letter, 'Dear Aunty Vicky, Uncle Johnny and kids. I'm sorry to dash out like I did but I got a last minute cancellation on American Airlines, they rang me at five o'clock and I couldn't find either of you in the house. I'm sorry, I had to use your account with the taxi company and they took me to Heathrow airport for the ten o'clock flight...I'll pay you back as soon as I can! All my love Simon.' Sarah and Dawn were both upset that Simon had gone without seeing them first, I have to say that I was a little sad too, after all, my new exciting sex life was all due to his arrival and pushing a little of his Caribbean freedom into my body! Johnny smiled, "Don't be too sad girls, we know where Simon lives now, perhaps we can have a family holiday on his island and visit him and his mother sometime." I cooked dinner and after we'd eaten I called around to Angie's landlord's house, he was adamant that she had to go, she'd drawn attention to him already, because she had to tell the housing people where she lived they'd contacted him to see if he was going to take her to court to get control of his property back. He'd told them that he didn't rent out properties and that he was an owner occupier, not a landlord. That would put a massive black mark against Angela's name on the housing register and would mean that she'd have to stay in the private rental market, higher rents and more difficult to find. I called at Angela's house and told her that she was in deeper shit than she suspected she was. Poppy was watching TV in the living room while I talked to Angela in the kitchen. I closed the kitchen door so that there was no chance that Poppy could hear us, "How did it go with Johnny earlier?" "I made a bit of a fool of myself, I was clumsy and when he made me cum...I made a real mess. I'm not sure I'll ever get the hang of things."
"What did you do?" "I let him screw me of course, what else could I do?" "Well, did you offer to suck his cock?" "No!" "Have you ever sucked a cock?" Angela looked sheepish, "I tried it once but it frightened me, I thought he was trying to kill me, almost choked to death." Angela was blushing a bright red now. "Angie, there's nothing wrong with sucking a cock, if you are servicing Ron, he'll expect you to suck his cock and make a good job of it too and his cock is longer than Johnny's." "Do you suck cocks?" I looked around the kitchen, Angie had a large cucumber in her vegetable basket, I picked it up and took itto the sink, I washed it, dried it and then looked up at the ceiling and slipped her cucumber down my throat, I took her hand and put it on my throat so she could feel me swallowing to help the cucumber down. I took it all the way in and then let go of the end, I used my throat muscles to push the cucumber out an inch and then take it back. I finally pulled the cucumber all the way out. "That cucumber is about the size of Ron's cock and as you can see, there is no issue in getting it all the way in, it's just practice. And talking of practice, I'm going out for an hour to try and do a little more practicing." "Where?" "I'm going over to Kettering to see if I can find anyone interested!" "I really need practice too, are you going clubbing?" "No, a little street-work!" Angela looked a little confused, "You can come with me if you like, see if you can pick up a few tips!" "I have Poppy to look after!" I opened the door to the living room. "Hey Poppy, would you like a sleepover at my house with Sarah and Dawn?"
Poppy was well up for it, because she was the product of a single parent family she didn't get invited to many sleepovers. "Pack your school uniform for tomorrow as well, after breakfast you can go to school from my house." "Will Sarah let me go with her to see her pony before school as well?" "She'll even let you have a little ride if you like!" I returned to Angela, "Find something sexy to wear, I'll take Poppy to my house and get her settled in, I'll get changed and come back here to pick you up." I took Poppy to my house and told my daughters that Poppy was spending the night, I also told Johnny that I was taking Angela out to play, his reaction was predictable, "I want to come and watch!" I dug out my chemise, my red knicker and bra set and my freshly cleaned red patent leather shoes. I dressed and looked at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, my full length petticoat would never be worn under a dress ever again, I loved the way I looked showing off my underwear through my chemise. I borrowed one of the farm's Land Rovers, it was a Safari model that was used to take business men out on shooting parties so it was kept ultra clean inside and the usually austere seats in the rear had been converted into very plush, very comfortable seating. The backrests of the seats could be slotted in between the seats to form a king size bed in the back, no doubt Rom made good use of the Safari's rear conversion to entertain casual girlfriends on. I knocked on Angela's front door, she was all dressed up, she looked beautiful, she had her best frock on and her eyes almost bugged out shen she saw how I was dressed. "God Vicky, you look fantastic, I thought I looked the dog's bollocks in this outfit but now I feel very much like the ugly duckling!" I saw panic run through Angela's body and then she snapped her fingers, "Your dress, it's just like a petticoat isn't it?" I nodded my head. "I have a petticoat that I could use too but it's coffee coloured, not quite as see through as yours but it does have a lot of lace on the top, do we have time for me to change?" "All the time in the world."
I followed Angela to her bedroom, she started at her shoes, she had blue kitten boots with a three inch spike heel in patent leather like my own shoes, she also found a blue lingerie set that was also very much like my red set, we could have been sisters as we stepped out and climbed into the Land Rover. I stopped off at a supermarket on my way to Kettering, I bought two large boxes of condoms. Boy did I get some suspicious looks from the cashier because of my purchase and the way that I was dressed. Angie had no idea what I'd stopped off for, she just sat in the car basking in the looks that men gave her as they walked past the car. I settled back into the driving seat and made my way into Kettering, it was seven o'clock in the evening, not dark but we weren't in bright sunlight either. I deliberately picked my route into Kettering so that I was heading in to town on the London Road, I drove past Roundhill Road first, there were two women standing on the street corner, they saw the Land Rover and started to advertise, shaking their money-makers at me until they realised that it was a woman driving and they looked very disappointed and went back to their bored conversations, they were younger than Angie or I were but they weren't quite as sexily dressed as us. I drove past Hawthorn Road, similar thing there too. I drove past the cemetery, more girls, younger than the brothel girls, not as well dressed, it was obvious that the girls walking back and forth outside the cemetery gates were drug addicts. I turned left into the car park and we sat there, just watching the comings and goings of the girls. There were a few men walking about too, they spoke to the girls, some hit it lucky and struck a deal, some girls walked into the car park, climbed into the front passenger seats of cars and the car drove off, some girls climbed into the rear seats of cars and the car would rock for fifteen minutes. Other girls would go into the cemetery with the man and disappear from view. "Right Angie girl, we're getting nowhere sitting in this truck, we've got to get out there amongst the men." Angels suddenly looked shocked, "Here in the street, I thought we were going to a night club dressed like this...there's a bloody police station just over the road, they'll arrest us for being dressed like this!" "They won''t...actually, we could go out there totally naked, they'd only take action if a member of the public complained about us, they'd have to say they were offended by us in some way." I locked the Land Rover and we walked arm in arm across the road. A police man walked out of the station, he spoke to two of the working girls, just a little friendly banter but it scared the few men that were milling about until the copper had left the area. Because the men had disappeared for the moment I guided Angela into the cemetery, we walked to a point that couldn't be seen from the road. We were approached within seconds. The man was overweight; he'd been working all day in the summer heat and was a little sweaty and smelly. Angela looked grossed out by the man but fortunately he was looking at me when he said, "So, what's on offer ladies?"
I said, "What do you want to do?" Angela shot me an astonished look. "Depends on the price!" "I fancy Anal...with a condom, out here in the cemetery!" "And how much will that cost me?" "I'm not a whore, I'm looking for fun not money!" He looked around; he grinned at me and then gestured with his head towards a stand of Elder trees. "Over there then darling!" I looked at the disgusted look on Angela's face, "Keep a look out for us Angie!" I put my arm over the man's shoulder and we walked to the trees, I squatted down in front of him and unfastened his trousers, I pulled his cock out, inspected it, no big fish but his cock was cleaner than the rest of his body. I sucked him to get him fully hard and then I rolled a condom down his cock. I pulled my knickers down to my ankles and pulled one foot out of them, I turned to face the tree, leaned forward and gripped the tree while he and Angela just stood there watching me. I looked over my shoulder and said, "Okay, do me as hard as you like!" I got a grin and he stepped in behind me, Angela stood watching me being fucked more than she was keeping a look out. He fucked me so hard that I had my second climax from an anal rimming, he pushed my dress up and rummaged around in my bra as he fucked me, fucking me rough and mauling my tits even rougher. It took him ten minutes to fill his condom, he pulled the condom off of his softening cock, threw it to the floor and kissed me goodbye, the first time he tried to kiss me and the last. I stepped back into my knickers and pulled them up, wriggled my tits back into place and looked over at Angela, "Well, what did you think?" "It looked like he was trying to hurt you!" "He was but I need to have more experience at anal sex, big men, small men, rough and gentle...and if you offer Ron sex for a cottage...you'll have to be able to take a cock as big as an elephant up your bum!"
Angela looked shocked, Angela was shocked, "I'd never really thought about sex other than missionary...won't that be enough for Ron?" "Not nearly enough and if he's supplying the cottage and a job, he'll expect you to do more than just whatever he wants but he'll farm you out to his friends for favours as well..." I was cut short by another man approaching us. "Looking for business girls'?" "We're not hookers; we're just here for fun." He was good looking, stylish haircut, well dressed, freshly washed and shaved...definitely out of place for the red light district! "I'm glad to hear it ladies!" He opened his hand, he was holding a small leather pouch in his hand, it dropped open and there was an ID card proclaiming that he was 'Old Bill'. He looked at the condom at my feet and smiled. "So you're not whores aren't you?" "I'm probably guilty of performing an act of gross indecency but you'd need a witness to confirm that!" He smiled at me, "Clear up after yourselves! Decent people walk here in the daytime!" We were left alone, Angela looked shocked to death, she'd actually stopped breathing when she found out that the man was a policeman and now, now that he was gone and we weren't in handcuffs, she burst out laughing! I picked up the condom, tied it's neck and walked over to the nearest rubbish bin. We watched the undercover cop approach one of the drug addicts out on the London Road, she stopped and they spoke, then he took her elbow and led her off towards the police station. "Vicky, do you think he's just nicked her?" "Probably, she must have given him a price for sex, it isn't the act of being a prostitute that's illegal, it's importuning, offering your body for sex for money." Another man walked into the cemetery, he was, just like the first man, overweight, long day at work, unwashed and horny.
"You want to take him?" I saw a shiver of disgust run through Angela's body but then a resigned look crossed her face. "What will I have to do?" "He's the customer, he'll tell you what he wants." "I couldn't do what you just did with the other guy...you know, up the bum." "Well, if he wants to do you up your bum, I'll step in, I need the practice. Just remember, don't mention money!" We got the usual, "hello girls, looking for business!" line. I looked at Angela, she jumped a little, jumped into action, "What are you looking for?" "Straight sex...but I've only got thirty-five quid." Angela looked at me, she'd gone instantly out of her depth...just because he mentioned money. I looked at him, "Sounds okay to me, you'll have to wear a condom, I'll check you out and skin you but she'll be your date, where would you like to do it?" "That's a deal, There's a hidden bench in the bushes by the statue." He'd looked deeper into the cemetery, deeper in and over to the right, better and better, it was about the furthest point from anyone who might be able to see into the cemetery. We walked together to the bushes, a park bench had been hidden inside the hollowed out bush. I pulled his zipper down, got his cock out, I looked it over, he was clean and no broken skin anywhere on his cock. I looked over at Angels, "Strip girl!" "What, totally?" "You'll get your dress dirty on that bench, better to be naked." I looked at him as I opened the condom, "Pay the girl and then you can have twenty minutes of her valuable time!" I watched the money change hands as I rolled the condom down to his balls. I moved to the edge of the bushes and looked out, I could see that there was no one in a hundred yards and I heard Angela gasp and looked at her, he was on top of her and he was fucking her hard, no love, just pounded his meat into her cunt. He spent the full twenty minutes fucking her and climaxed just before I told him that his time was up.
I tied the condom and put it with the first one in the paper bag that the condoms I'd bought had come in. Angela dressed herself, "I can't see the point of the bra and knickers if I have to take them off every time!" I smiled at her, then I pulled my knickers down, "What do you see?" "Nothing, your pussy is bare." "Exactly, men can see your underwear through your petticoat, they can see that you have style, it's like an advertising board. Anyway, what did you think to your first trick?" "It was a bit impersonal, he didn't even want to kiss me, it was more like work than love!" "Well, you got there very quick, you earned thirty quid for twenty minutes work, instead of thirty quid for three hours work and the government won't take twenty percent off you in tax. So it is just like work only more profitable, you have to do what men want, when they want, how they want...you just adapt the price to reflect how disgusting the act is!" We walked up to the road, within seconds we were approached again by a man, he actually wanted anal so I took him back into the cemetery and Angela watched as he took thirty minutes to finish off in his condom. He pulled out and zipped up, he turned to Angela, "Fifty enough darling?" Angela held out her hand and took the money without saying a word. I now had three used condoms in my brown paper bag. Angela offered me the money, "No, you keep it, you need it more than me!" "Will Ron expect to use my bum if I become his employee and tenant?" I nodded my head, "Perhaps I need to try it that way...if a man with a small enough cock wants anal!" "You can have all the small men!" We stopped out until all 20 condoms were used up, I got a lot of practice at anal sex, Angela had two men up her bum and she also gave one a blow job, I let her keep all of the money we'd made, it was over a month's wage for her, she wouldn't go hungry any time soon! 5,585 Words.
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