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Written: 02 November 2018

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Uncle Jim Pt 2

by Isabella

Story Code: M/f, m/f, m+/f, F/f, M/F/f, Mind Control, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism

I was starting to see just how crazy my family were...hell, my family, the whole village was crazy. I knew that my mother's parents lived in the next village even though I'd never seen them in my life, I even knew the house they lived in because it was called 'Porter's Lodge' and my mother's maiden name was Porter.

On Sunday morning I left home early and cycled to the next village and knocked on the front door of Porter's Lodge. An elderly woman opened the door and gasped, tears formed in her eyes and she said, "Are you Sarah?"

I nodded my head and she attacked me, I had the life squeezed out of my body in a powerful bear hug. Nothing was said as My maternal grandmother hugged me and rocked me from side to side and then she suddenly pushed me away, "Is there something wrong...something the matter with your mother?"

I shook my head...and when I was finally able to fill my lungs with fresh air after the boa constricting hug I'd been given I said "No, I just wanted to find out a little about my past...you know, whenever I ask my mum or dad they just tell me I'm too young to understand!"

Now my grandmother looked very suspicious as if I was trying to trip her up...

"So Sarah, what do you want to know from me?"

I hadn't really thought things through to this point, I'd just guessed that my grandmother would know things that might shed light on how I came about!

"Oh, I don't know...perhaps I could look at some old family photographs."

"Would you like some milk and cookies while you look through my old photograph albums?"

"Milk and cookies...grandma...really, I'm fourteen years old...not four!"

"Oh, I'm sorry dear, they are chocolate chip cookies..."

"Okay, just a small glass of milk with the cookies please!"

That got a smile out of my grandmother. There were a lot of photograph albums and I started from the oldest pictures. As I looked through the photo albums I realised that I knew nothing at all about the Porter family, I didn't know if my mother was an only child...like me...or if she had brothers and sisters.

Granny sat at the side of me and pointed out things of interest, like my great grandparents and the house they lived in and relatives in uniform from both world wars. I opened the third album and came face to face with a picture of a naked boy, flame red hair and his cock standing to attention. It was a bit of a shock to suddenly come across a naked picture in a sea of photographs of elderly people dressed in Victorian clothes.

"Who is he?"

"That's your Uncle Simon...your mother's brother."

The next page had Simon with his arm around the shoulder of a girl with flame red hair, he was still naked, he still had his flagpole waving in front of him and the girl was naked too. I looked at my grandmother expecting her to tell me that Simon had his arm around the shoulder of my Aunty XXX.

"Don't you recognise your mother?"

I swallowed hard and almost choked on my fifth chocolate chip cookie. "My mother...are you sure? She always seemed so shy to me, until yesterday, I'd never seen her out of her bedroom unless she was totally dressed."

"Did something happen yesterday?"

"A man from my village that I called Uncle Jim died and my mother went a little crazy for a while."

"Jim that's married to Betty?"

"Yes."

"He's a slimy...pardon my language...bastard. He gate-crashed a family party we had just before your mother and father got married. Ruined the whole birthday party when he turned up with six of his mates from Northampton. Betty, Jim's wife, was working at the party, serving and cleaning up, that sort of thing. Your other grandmother was devastated, ruined her seventieth birthday party."

"Are you sure that it was Grandma June's seventieth birthday party?"

"I'm sure...it was the last time we saw any of the Clarke family, we were disinvited from the wedding after that party."

"I thought that my mum and dad got married before Grandma June's seventieth."

"No, two weeks after."

I turned the page over, Simon and my mother were still both naked but in this picture they were facing each other, up close and kissing. I had to look very closely but I could see that my mother's hand was on Simon's cock in the photograph. I flicked through several other pages, my mother was naked more often than she was clothed in the photographs.

"Gran...my mother seems to be naked in a lot of these pictures!"

"Your mother hated wearing clothes when she was younger; I had to put her into all girl schools just so she wouldn't flash her fanny at boys."

"Boy, she really changed when she grew up then."

I flicked through a few more pages, as my mother got older she seemed to grow even closer to her brother and they were always kissing and touching each other. I didn't know what was more disconcerting, the fact that my mother was all but fucking her brother all the time or the fact that her parents seemed intent on documenting it for posterity.

I was about to finish my milk and remembered my breakfast time pill, I'd left home so early that I hadn't eaten my breakfast so I opened my purse and popped my allergy pill.

My grandmother looked at the blister pack my allergy pill was in and said, "No wonder your breasts are so big, these are maximum strength birth control pills, they don't usually prescribe this strength of pill for a girl as young as you."

"These aren't birth control pills, they're for my allergies. I got all kinds of allergies from my mother, we both have to take the same allergy pills."

"My Vicky never had an allergy in her life...when you get home, look up the makers name and see what the internet comes up with, I think you'll find that the only allergies they'll protect against are sperms."

I was confused all the way home, so much so that I almost crashed my pushbike several times on the ride.

When I got home I spotted my Grandfather Ron's car on the drive, he was in the kitchen talking to my dad about the kind of send off that Jim was going to get...

"Betty wants him cremating and his ashes scattering out on the common...I'm sure that she only wants to do that because of the cost of a burial plot...I want you to dig through the church records to find one of Jim's long lost relatives who already has a family plot so we can buty him with a family member."

My dad sipped his coffee as he thought about it, "Dad, why are you so keen to help Betty out...isn't she a little old even for you?"

"I went to school with Jim...he was just about my best friend in the whole world until he upset your mother a fortnight before you married Vicky!"

It was at that point that my grandfather spotted me in the kitchen doorway. He stood up and came over to me and gathered me in his arms to kiss my cheek.

"Are you sad that Jim passed away as well darling?"

I nodded my head and then Ron whispered, "We'll have to find you a new uncle to play with, do you like Bill Robinson?"

I shook my head and I saw my grandfather's mouth curl into a smile, he looked down my body, he looked at my feet, they're nice shoes darling, are they..." his voice turned into a whisper against my ear, "...Rumpelstiltskin..." his voice returned to normal volume, "...shoes?"

My God! I couldn't believe that my own grandfather was using the control word that Jim had programmed me with. I tried not to let my shock show on my face, I just smiled my best plastic smile and looked sweetly into Ron's eyes.

Ron turned to my father, "John, why don't you pop over to the church and find me someone, anyone that is buried there and was related to Jim!"

My dad left his coffee half finished and wandered over to the church, Ron looked at me and said, "Are you okay Sarah?"

I put on an imitation stunted voice, "I'm very well thank you."

"I think Bill Robinson will make a perfect uncle to replace Jim and if you're a very good girl...I might even throw in that boy you like, the one that's about to go off to university next term...what's his name?"

"Paul...Ma...son!"

"Paul Mason...that's right. You look a little sweaty from riding your bike darling, why don't you go up and have a shower!"

I went to the bathroom that I shared with the two guest bedrooms and as they were mostly empty and my parents both had their own bathrooms inside their bedrooms, the family bathroom was to all intents and purposes, my bathroom. I closed the door and undressed but before I turned the shower on I heard Ron's voice outside the bathroom, he must have been at the door to my mother's bedroom, I heard him say, "Victoria...'Frangipani Gravy'."

I stopped in my tracks, that wasn't my mother's control word, Ron should have said 'Frangipani Sauce' not gravy. I strained my ears to see if I could hear what my mother said but all I heard was Ron, "Undress and get on your bed Vicky I'll be in to fuck you in a minute."

I jumped under the shower and started washing myself as quickly as I could. The door opened and Ron walked in. I really wanted to cover myself, hide my body from my grandfather, but I guessed that would have given the game away so I just continued to wash myself with a fixed smile on my face. The water suddenly went off and Ron was reaching for my wrist, he pulled me out of the shower cubicle, pulled me into his body and kissed me, "I love the scent they put in this shower jell, I'll have to get your grandmother some so that when I fuck her I can close my eyes and imagine my cock is in you and not her!"

I was quickly wrapped in a towel and told to dry myself and as I did I watched my grandfather getting undressed. I wasn't properly dry by the time Ron was naked but he still yanked my towel out of my hand and pulled me, naked, behind him to my mother's bedroom. She was lying on her bed, the duvet on the floor at the side, she was naked and her legs were wide open, she was staring at the ceiling with her plastic smile fixed on her face.

I was thrown on the bed at my mother's side and my grandfather covered my mother's body first which was a good thing because I could see how she reacted to sex while in a trance. As Ron's cock slipped into my mother' cunt he looked surprised, "You've shaved off the course hairs around your pussy lips, it feels much better now when I fuck you!"

I lay on my side, propped up on my elbow, my cheek resting on my hand, watching my grandfather screwing my mother. I actually found it very entertaining to watch my mother being fucked. As my grandfather slid his cock into her cunt it was like a switch being turned on, she went from cold to orgasm in a second and as Ron stabbed his cock into her harder and harder her legs started 'Frog kicking', it was almost as if she was trying to swim out from under Ron's body.

Ron looked over at me and leaned away from my mother to kiss me and as our lips met my mother was trying to pull him back into place over her...mainly because while he was kissing me, he wasn't able to fuck her quite as hard as he had been doing. She managed to pull his mouth from mine but before he went back to kissing her he said, "Don't worry baby, I'm saving my juice for you today...it's your turn!"

Well, it seemed like this wasn't my first time in bed with my grandfather and mother but it would be the first time I was conscious of doing it. I'd been fucked twice now while conscious but both times I was standing up, bent over and sucking a cock as I was taken from behind...I was actually quite looking forward to being fucked on my back in the traditional missionary position and the only drawback was that it was my grandfather who was going to be doing the fucking instead of Paul Mason!

Well, my grandfather proved me wrong, instead of me lying on my back and taking his cock missionary style, as he pulled his cock out of my mother he pulled me over and pushed my face down between my mother's thighs and made me lick her dripping wet cunt, not dripping with his semen, dripping with her own fanny juice, Ron was saving his juice for me.

I once again took a cock from behind but this time, instead of taking a cock in my mouth I was shoving my tongue into my mother's pussy. When Bill had fucked me he was on the lookout for people passing his shop so he wasn't so focussed on what he was doing to me as my grandfather was now. I rocketed through a massive orgasm and in turn, I passed that orgasm on to my mother with my mouth.

I'd already worked out that men loved having their cocks sucked for them but I had no idea just how pleasurable it could be to have your pussy licked but I found out just how pleasurable it was after Ron filled my cunt with his spunk because he pulled out and lifted my lower body by my hips and placed my cunt over my mother's mouth. She went berserk as she licked my grandfather's spunk out of my vagina and I had an even bigger orgasm than I'd had before with my grandfather.

We were in that post coital haze, three of us lying on the bed in a triangle, I was sucking Ron's cock back to life, he was licking my mother's pussy and she was licking mine when Ron's phone rang, my father had found a plot that had been used by one of Jim's distant relatives more than a hundred years earlier and my father managed to find the current owner of the old family plot and he was at their house to get their permission to put Jim in their family grave.

"John will be home soon so we'd better get dressed, Sorry Vicky, you'll have to take my spunk first next time. Ron made us stand side by side as we dressed and he was making comparisons between our breasts and it turned out that both my mother and I were taking the same allergy pills and they were being provided by my grandfather.

"You'll soon be as big as your mother Sarah...I only wish I'd got to her when she was younger...just imagine how big she'd be by now if she'd been taking the oestrogen and progesterone pills when she went through puberty like you!"

That made my eyebrows rise a little, my mother was a thirty-eight 'DD' cup size already with such a thin waist, she already looked like a caricature of a blond bimbo. Once we were all dressed Ron went through the motions of bringing us out of our trance, I was told that I had to visit Bill Robinson's shop after school on Monday and my mother was told that I'd be late home from school and that she shouldn't worry about it, it was all fine.

We were all sitting around in the living room when my father got home; he'd got the documents signed to allow the internment of Jim's body in his ancestors plot.

The rest of Sunday was uneventful; my father didn't even knock on my mother's bedroom door at bedtime. I had a very restful night's sleep and by the time I woke up I could hear my mother in the kitchen starting breakfast.

I went down to the kitchen wearing just a very thin nighty with nothing on under it, mum looked at me as I walked in the kitchen, she smiled and for the first time in as long as I could remember, she didn't tell me to put knickers on or to put my dressing gown on over my nighty, she just gave me a warm smile and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

My father pushed past me as he rushed into the kitchen to grab a slice of toast on his way out to work. Dad pressed his body against my mother's back and wrapped his arms around her waist and that was the first time I realised that my mother was only wearing her nighty as well, her ginger bush flashed out through the thin white tulle material.

My dad opened the back door just as the postman knocked. Dad asked him if he wanted a coffee as they passed on the doorstep, "I'm sorry I can't make you one Ted but Vicky will pop the kettle on for you!"

Ted was a grinning fool when he saw the way my mother and I were dressed. He spent thirty minutes flirting with both of us. Ted was still there in the kitchen when I went to my bedroom to get ready for school. Ted was gone by the time I got back to the kitchen. I kissed my mother and got a stringent smell from her mouth.

"Mum, your breath smells terrible...what have you been doing?"

Mum looked confused and she put her index finger in her mouth as if she was sucking something sweet off of its tip...then she shrugged her shoulders and said, "Nothing...I don't think anyway."

"You should brush your teeth mum, your breath smells like..." I stopped myself saying 'A man's cock, but was stopped by her comment.

"Not safe to brush so soon after..." her comment trailed away as if she was searching for something to say, "...I could use mouthwash though, that would be safe!"

I walked to the bus stop where the school bus that would collect all the kids from my area would stop, it was a nice warm day so I'd chosen the uniform option of just wearing a white blouse and navy skirt, ankle socks and black flat sandals. I was wearing a coral pink bra and panty set under my uniform...when I first went to that school three years earlier it was actually written into the school's uniform code that girls had to wear white bra and knickers under their uniform but Sandra King's mother put a stop to that, Sandra's mother was a barrister in London and had served a summons on the school for an offence under the sex equality act for insisting that girls had to dress differently to boys so the all white underwear for girls was dropped within days.

Paul Mason and two of his friends were already at the stop waiting for the bus when I got there, there were six other kids as well but I didn't really see them, I was focussing on Paul to see how he reacted to seeing me.

I wasn't expecting miracles; Paul was with two of his friends so I didn't expect him to run over to me. I stood a few feet away from the three older boys, Paul was kicking stones towards me and he was inching closer all the time. I was just expecting Paul to say "Hi" or something similar when a car pulled up at the bus stop. The rear nearside window wound down and my friend Kitty Hopewell called me over.

I looked in the window; she was sitting on the nearside of the car with her legs wide open and her knickers on display, "Want a lift into school Sarah?"

I was torn, the bus could be another fifteen minutes before it arrived and it would take almost fifty minutes for the bus to go around its pickup route before it dropped us all off at school but I might get the chance to talk to Paul. I looked over at Paul; he was engaged in an arm punching contest with one of his friends. It would take twelve minutes for Kitty's father to drive us directly to school...Speed won out over potential, Paul always sat at the back of the bus with the older students and they didn't allow year nine kids at the back of the bus...not even girls with sexy bodies like mine.

I smiled at Kitty and opened the door. Kitty had to unbuckle her seat belt to slide over into the seat behind her father.

I instantly noticed that Kitty sat far more demurely when she was behind her father, knees together and her skirt pulled down almost to her knees.

"Thanks for the lift Mr Hopewell."

He looked in his rear view mirror and said that I was welcome. I realised that when he looked in his rear view mirror he couldn't see my face and there was no way that with the mirror in its current position he definitely couldn't see out of the rear window of the car, all he could see were my knees.

As he pulled away from the bus stop he had to look over his right shoulder to see if it was safe to pull out and as he did, Kitty reached over and grabbed my right knee and pulled it towards her and she quickly pushed the bottom hem of my skirt up so that the crotch of my knickers was on display to her father if he looked in his mirror.

I gave Kitty a confused look, she took a sheet of paper from her school bag and wrote, 'I'm just being nice to him because my mum had a massive fight with him last night and she slept in the spare bedroom...just let him look at your knickers for ten minutes!'

So I just sat there with my legs wide open and my knickers on display for Kitty's father until we got to school. We stopped opposite the gates to our school so that I could get out of the car on the pavement side of the car, I leaned forward and looked through the gap between the front seat, "Thanks for the lift again Mr Hopewell." I looked down; his right hand was between his legs covering his cock, hiding his erection from me but there was a distinct wet spot on the front of his trousers.

I slid out of the car and Kitty slipped into the middle of the back seat and she leaned through the gap between the seats and gave her father a big kiss on his lips. She had a grin on her face as she joined me on the pavement, "Well, thanks for doing that Sarah, you certainly started his engine and I'll bet he pulls into the lane behind school and drives down to the riverside car park to have a wank while he can still picture your knickers as he gets himself off."

I punched Kitty playfully on her shoulder, "You're a dirty cow..." I was stopped before I could finish my statement as I watched her father turn right into the lane that ran behind our school and down to the river...not the way he needed to go to get to work in Corby because the lane was a dead end at the riverside car park.

"See, I told you, I know my father."

"How did your date with Simon Pullman go on Friday night?"

Kitty looked a little upset, "Not good...we went ten pin bowling in Kettering and for a burger after. Simon had to phone his dad to pick us up and while we were waiting for his dad he dragged me behind the burger bar and wanted a fuck but I told him that he'd need a condom because of my cycle. He didn't have one so he made me suck his cock instead."

"Did you like it?"

"Are you kidding, It's beyond disgusting and he didn't warn me or anything, he just spurted off in my mouth."

"Didn't you like it?"

"You obviously have never done it before, it tastes disgusting, the pre-cum is bad enough but when they spurt it's beyond bad."

"I've sucked cocks, I like the taste."

"Lying bitch...you can't like the taste."

I just shrugged my shoulders, "I think it tastes like honey."

"Well, I think it tastes disgusting so I spat it out and stopped sucking him...he didn't like that and was really pissed off with me...I thought that he was going to leave me in Kettering, he didn't even kiss me good night or anything."

"I just swallow it all down, I really like it."

"Okay, Simon's over there...why don't you suck his cock for him, let me see you swallow it all down!"

I shrugged my shoulders again, I thought no skin of my nose, I'd go somewhere with Simon and Kitty at lunch time, find somewhere private and get him off. Kitty marched straight over to Simon and pulled his arm to get his attention. Simon was very cold towards Kitty as she apologised for not letting him fuck her on Friday night and for spitting his spunk out, he looked unmoved by her apology and then she said, "Sarah will suck your cock if you like, she said she likes the taste of a boy's spunk!"

Simon looked over at me and smiled for the first time since Kitty grabbed his arm, he was obviously a boob man because his eyes zeroed in on the shadow of coral pink that was showing through my blouse from my bra. Kitty's tits were about average for a girl of our age, mine were far bigger because of the birth control tablets. Simon looked from my tits to Kitty's and his smile widened, "Okay...meet me at 'Smoker's Corner' in five minutes!"

I pulled Kitty away, "Kitty, I'm not going to suck Simon off at 'Smoker's Corner', that's the least private place in the whole school...I may as well suck him off out in the playground."

"You're just trying to get out of doing it now!"

"No, not at all, I'd just rather do it somewhere private."

Smoker's corner had been created a year earlier; our school had been built in front of an electricity substation as a way of masking its ugliness from the executive housing estate that was planned for the other side of the road from school. Last year we got funding to extend our school from a middle school into a high school but to take the extra students the school needed more classrooms. They did the extension on the cheap, the first plan had been to reposition the substation further away from the school building and erect a new brick structure. It turned out the cost was too high in the current economic climate so they put far less money into buying ten mobile classrooms, six for music classrooms and six to form a languages suite.

Because the substation was still there the mobile classrooms created a kind of quadrangle, an access route had been left for electricity company workers to get down to the substation but that access was visible from several classrooms. At the other end of the block of mobiles was the back wall of the gymnasium changing rooms. They had tried to get the mobiles as close to the changing room's back wall but because of overhanging guttering there was enough room for students who smoked to get down into the void at the back of the substation. And of course the smokers will go to any lengths to find a space where they can smoke without being seen by a teacher.

I pulled away from Kitty and headed for the language classrooms where there was a small toilet block for kids in the new classrooms to use.

"Where are you going?"

"I need to go to the toilet first."

Kitty was right on my elbow all the way to the toilet stall, it wouldn't be the first time we'd shared a toilet stall so I wasn't surprised that Kitty wouldn't let me close the door with her standing on the other side.

"I'm not going to let you lock the toilet door and sit in there until the bell goes"

"The bell isn't going to go for over forty minutes."

I reached up under my skirt and pulled my knickers down and stepped out of them, "I can't risk these getting ripped, they're brand new and cost fifty pounds for the set."

I put my knickers into my shoulder bag and followed Kitty back out of the mobile classroom block. Simon was a few feet from the gap down the side of the classrooms looking in every direction to make sure that it was safe. Kitty and I slipped down the gap first and Simon followed a moment or two later. I knew that there would be at least one smoker in the hidden space, there usually was, even during lesson times. I actually found four boys standing there and smoking cheap cigarettes.

I whispered, "I told you we wouldn't have any privacy back here!"

"So what...if four boys watch you sucking Simon's cock or not, it won't alter the taste!"

Simon emerged into the space and Kitty pushed me towards him, "Go on!"

I looked at the four smokers and then turned my back on them and put them out of my mind as I reached out and rubbed the front of Simon's trousers. I unzipped him and bent over, I took his cock in my mouth and as I sucked him he was kissing Kitty and fucking my mouth.

It took about thirty seconds before I was aware of other legs around us, the four smokers had all gathered around as close as they could to watch me suck Simon off. I felt a hand on my bum through the back of my skirt. The hand rubbed, stroked and patted my bottom. I realised that he was feeling for knickers through the back of my skirt and once he realised that all he could feel was bum under my skirt he lifted the back and looked at my naked backside. Now as I sucked Simon I could feel first one boy and then two were touching my bum and rubbing fingers between my legs.

I heard Jim's voice in my head, he was telling me to apply a little suction, form a seal with my lips, move my mouth up and down his cock and rub what wasn't in my mouth with my hand. There was one last word of advice, "When your mouth is almost off of his cock, stop pulling away and lick over his cockhead before you take him in deeper."

Simon gave a shudder and grabbed the back of my head to stop me pulling away, I started swallowing instinctively and as he fired off in my mouth, one of the boys feeling my arse managed to find my vagina and slipped a finger in me. It was looking like I was going to have to suck the other four boys in the smoking area or suck some and let other's fuck me when Mr Dover our sports teacher shouted from the other side of the electricity substation, "What are you boys doing there?"

Fortunately, because I was bending over Mr Dover couldn't see me, just five boys...even Kitty was out of sight behind Simon. We scattered, Kitty and I managed to escape without being seen by Mr Dover but the five boys weren't so lucky, they'd all be spending time in detention on Friday afternoon after school.

Kitty was bubbling over with a mixture of fear and excitement, fear at almost being caught in smoker's corner, the boys would face detention for being out of bounds but if Mr Dover had seen me and Kitty with them, our parents would have been called in for a conference...the school were maniacal about any inappropriate behaviour between boys and girls at the school.

Kitty was laughing her head off as we reappeared in the playground just as one of the other teachers came running up, "What are you girls doing here?"

Kitty jumped in with an answer, "We're just going to the toilet Miss."

"You know that you're supposed to use the toilets in the main school, the toilets here are just for students using the mobile classrooms."

"Our first lesson is French Miss, we probably won't have time to get all the way around to the main toilets and back before the bell goes."

The conversation was ended by the sudden appearance of five boys from the gap between the mobile classrooms and the back wall of the gymnasium's changing rooms. The teacher lost focus on me and Kitty as she took out her demerit book, "Name!" she was filling in detention slips and handing them out to each boy as they passed her, they got pink slips to hand to their parents to explain why they would be late home on Friday and give them a chance to arrange transport as they'd miss the school bus home. The teacher kept a white copy in the book and there was a yellow flimsy that went to the teacher in charge of detention.

We walked towards the entrance to the mobile classrooms and their toilet just inside, "Are you going to put your knickers back on now?"

"No, it feels quite nice on a warm day like this to go commando but I suppose that I'd better put them on before first lesson." I swished my hips to feel my skirt float across my hips, buttock and lower abdomen.

Kitty giggled, "I dare you to leave them off all day!"

"I will if you do as well!"

Kitty giggled again and then she grabbed my hand and pulled me into the toilet and took her tiny white knickers off as well.

As we left the mobile classroom block we saw the bus from our village arrive, it was much earlier than expected and I watched Paul Mason tumble off of the bus with his friends. I walked towards the group of three boys, I was walking swinging my kips because it felt so nice having the soft cotton of my skirt swishing against my naked body and I realised that Kitty was walking in exactly the same way and she had a broad grin on her face.

As we closed the gap on the boys I said, "Hi Paul."

Paul looked really shocked, he looked from one of his friends to the other and then back at me, "Oh, hi...you're Sally from my village aren't you?"

"Sarah...my name is Sarah."

I saw the corner of Paul's mouth curl upwards into a veiled smile, "Oh...yes...sorry, hi Sarah."

Kitty chirped up, "Pity the teachers are watching 'Smoker's Corner' like hawks this morning, I really fancied a smoke!"

Paul's friend Ben said, "If the teachers are watching 'Smoker's Corner' they can't be watching the spiny, we could go over there and have a smoke...have you got any fags?"

Kitty shook her head.

"What were you going to smoke then?"

Kitty grinned and said, "I was hoping to make a trade with someone who had cigarettes once I was in 'Smoker's Corner'...you know!"

Ben said, "What were you going to trade?"

Kitty looked at me and then back to Ben, "If you had a fag and a condom I'm sure we could barter!"

Ben shook his head, "Sorry love, I don't have a condom."

"Well, Sarah loves giving blow-jobs; perhaps you could give us a fag for a blow-job."

Ben didn't look impressed by the offer, "A fag for just one blow-job? That doesn't sound like a good trade!"

"I'm sure Sarah will give all three of you the best blow-job of your life in exchange for a fag."

The three boys formed a triangle and had a telepathic conversation together for a moment and then Ben reached out and grabbed my wrist and pulled me off towards the hole in the school boundary fence to what we called the spiny but what Mr De-Lisle called his back garden.

Ben pulled his trousers down to his ankles and stood there with his cock pointing at my chin, Kitty stepped in between us, "Cigarette first, blow-job second!"

Ben shook his head, "I cum first and then you get the fag."

Kitty looked over at me, "Get to work girl!"

So, I was interested in Paul Mason and yet here I was about to go down on his best friend Ben while Paul kept a look out for the owner of the house, teachers from school or other students intent on finding somewhere to smoke out of sight.

I was vaguely aware that Kitty was tapping Paul's arm to get his attention and then intensely aware of her lifting the back of my skirt when Paul looked to see what she wanted. I twisted my head slightly as I continued to work on Ben's cock, I saw Paul look at my bum sticking out of the back of my skirt. He looked at Kitty, "Do I need a condom to fuck Sarah?"

Kitty shook her head, "Help yourself, probably better that way; she can get two of you off at the same time." I had got Ben close to his end when Paul fucked me from behind and once again I was having sex like a dog instead of a human being.

I swallowed Ben's cum and he was replaced by Paul's other friend and as I sucked him I saw Ben move in on Kitty, he had the front of her skirt up and was finger fucking her as they kissed. Paul filled my pussy with his spunk at the same time as I swallowed my third load of cum of the morning.

Kitty and I had to leave the spiny first, just in case the teachers had refocused their attention away from the 'Smoker's Corner', I burst out laughing, kitty looked at me sideways, "What's got into you?"

"I've just sucked two boy's cocks and been fucked for a cigarette and you didn't even collect the cigarette off of Ben!"

"You're right but I got something even better, Ben got me off with his fingers, Ben's the oldest boy I've ever been with and I have to tell you that he knows a lot more about giving pleasure that that jerk Simon!"

I thought, I wish I could say the same but I had no idea who the oldest man was that I'd had sex with, Probably my grandfather but I had no real idea how many men I'd been with or their ages.

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