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Vacation Fun
by Isabella

Story Code: m/g, M/F, Anal, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Control, First Time

One of our near neighbours, Betty had her grandsons visiting for the summer in 2011, Amy fell in love with Anthony, he was fourteen years old back then and bigger than my husband James at forty-three (in all respects).

Anthony was very confident in himself and would regularly flirt with me, well, with every girl and woman he met. Every one of Amy's girlfriends were in love with Anthony as much as Amy was. Before Anthony went back home to the Caribbean he made a pass at me, not an innocent flirt as he had been doing for close to ten weeks, it was his last few days so I guess he thought he had nothing to lose if he went for gold!

All I can say on that subject was, Anthony was using our pool while everyone else was out for the day, I had to teach at the library for an hour and when I got home, Anthony was the only one there, floating in the pool like a shark waiting for its pray. I tried to fight him off, he was after all only fourteen and I could lose my CRB status if I was found out but even thought I fought him off, he still managed to get two fingers up into my cunt and rip the gusset out of my knickers.

I saw him pushing his finger in and out of his mouth from the safety of my kitchen with the door locked, he was showing me that he could taste my most intimate fluids. I managed to keep out of his way for the rest of his time in England. Jim, Anthony's brother couldn't be more different to his brother, even though there was less than a year between them, where Anthony was brash, swaggering and confident, Jim hardly left his gran's side.

Amy spent the next eleven months emailing Anthony and writing to him most weeks, she had asked for a webcam so that she could Skype with him but I was adamant that there would be no webcams, digital cameras or mobile phones with built in cameras in my house and even though Amy and I fought about it often she suddenly stopped and spent more time at Elle's house. Elle was Amy's best friend and they had shared the crush with Anthony and I had heard from Elle's mother that Elle often spent all evening on her own Skype.

At the end of May 2012, Amy was devastated, Anthony's father had cancelled his ticket to come to UK again because he had failed two modules at school and would need to do summer school to make up his grades or he would be held back a year.

"Has his brother been stopped too?" "No, Jim is still coming!" Amy could say no more she was so distraught. Jim had certainly grown in the previous year, still nowhere close to his older brother's size though. Amy almost ignored Jim for the first week, then she asked if she could go over and see Betty and Jim. William was out with his father, so Laura followed Amy over to Betty's house.

The three children played all day together and came home reluctantly only after their father got home. James was working at his father's garage for the week so he was taking William with him every day to play on the farm machinery out on the lot.

The next day, Amy and Laura went over to Betty's house again to play with Jim, at eleven o'clock a very red faced Betty came over ushering Amy and Laura in front of her. I had to give Betty a cup of strong tea to settle her down before she was able to tell me what was wrong.

Betty had walked in to Jim's bedroom, the kids weren't playing games, well, not the games that Betty had expected to see them playing. Jim was sitting on his bed kissing Amy and his trousers were open, Amy had his cock in her hand and Laura was just sitting there touching Jim's balls and watching what Amy was doing to Jim very closely. Betty apologised over and over again, blaming Jim as he was five years older than Amy and seven years older than Laura.

"Don't give it another thought Betty, I think Amy would have been equally to blame. Send Jim over here, I'll keep them out of the bedroom, it's hot enough to use the pool today." Betty was really grateful and relieved that I was taking things so calmly; she said that she would have exploded if it were one of her daughters in a similar situation. "Yes but they were very different times back then weren't they?" Betty agreed and sent her grandson over to play at our house.

When Jim came over Amy brought him in to see me, Amy said, "Go on then, do what Anthony asked you to do for him!" I asked Jim what that was and Jim blushed, not easy to spot on a mixed race boy. "He told me to give you a kiss!" I turned my head and offered Jim my cheek to kiss. Amy almost wet herself, "Anthony didn't tell Jim to kiss your cheek!" Laura asked innocently, "Where did he want Jim to kiss mummy?" Amy put her hand to Laura's ear and whispered something. Laura pulled face, "That's dirty!" "Not if you love someone, it isn't dirty then!" I tapped my finger against the side of my face, "Here or nowhere!" Jim kissed my cheek.

I watched Jim, Amy and Laura as they played lots of different games, Amy was definitely making all the running with her flirting between herself and Jim. There was loads of kissing and then Amy asked if they could swim in the pool, "Jim can make sure we are all okay, you won't have to come out if you don't want too."

I told her that it was okay, they were all good swimmers anyway, "I'll be doing lunch so no swimming for an hour after okay?" Amy and Laura both nodded their heads. I didn't say anything when I looked out and saw all three of them strip naked and leap into the pool.

When I walked out with a tray of food for the kids Amy and Jim were in the corner of the pool, closest to the house where they couldn't be seen from the window and they were kissing each other passionately, Amy's hand was definitely playing with Jim's cock under the water and Laura was right on Amy's shoulder telling Amy that it was her turn. Jim almost jumped out of his skin when I cleared my throat and put the tray of food and drinks on the picnic table.

I left the kids to sort their own food out so that Jim wouldn't be embarrassed at my seeing him naked. I did look through the kitchen window though; Jim had definitely grown in the past year. The last time I caught a glimpse of his naked body a year earlier when he was changing into trunks at the side of the pool he didn't look like he had reached puberty even though he was thirteen years old back then. There was no such doubt this time though, his balls seemed to be four times larger than they had been last year and his cock was five inches long, more than five inches in circumference and as he walked to the picnic table the way it swung, it didn't look fully erect. Perhaps my sudden appearance at the pool side had cooled his ardour a little.

I tried to put the kids out of my mind, well, once I had taken sun screen out for the girl's that is. Jim almost went into the foetal position sitting on the picnic bench because I was there, he wasn't helped by Amy's hand still being wrapped around his erection when I arrived at his side, so he was trying to hide a very impressive cock and my daughter's hand as well.

Before I went in again, I told Amy to bring the empty plates in as soon as they were finished with, "You don't want to encourage wasps and flies needlessly do you?" Amy agreed with me and said that she would bring the tray in as soon as they were finished.

I was mulling things over as I ate my own sandwich, I didn't really talk to Amy about the birds and bees but then I guessed that she could give me more advice than I could ever give her. When she came in, she put the pots in the dishwasher and asked if I knew where the picnic blankets were. I called her into the room and sat her down on the sofa.

As usual I was beating about the bush and as usual I would rather have cut my right hand off than talk about human biology with Amy. In the end I asked her what her plans were, "What plans?" "With Jim, you have been doing a lot of flirting and a lot of kissing and other things, how far are you planning on going?" "Jim's just a friend like all the other boys I know!" "Jim is a little older than your other friends, Jim is almost a man and if you lead him on too much, well, all I can say is, you should think about how upset he will be if you lead him on like you are and then let him down at the end, that's all I'm going to say, that and be careful."

Amy took the picnic blankets from me and ran out into the garden with them, all three kids lay out on the lawn close to the pool. From time to time I looked out on the three of them, one time Amy would be kissing Jim and Laura would be touching his cock, the next time he was kissing Laura and Amy had his cock in her hand.

I got a call from James to tell me that he was leaving his fathers and to see if I needed anything picking up on his way home. I sent him to get milk on his way home then I walked out in the garden to tell the kids that James would be home in thirty minutes. Amy and Laura would both know that they all had to be dressed by then, as I told them Jim moved his hand quickly, two fingers were soaking wet with Amy's inner juices, he again curled up to try and hide his erection from me.

I made a pot of coffee for James for when he got home and fifteen minutes later Amy walked into the kitchen asking for tissues, her right hand, right wrist right hip and most of her belly were covered in sticky boy juice. I looked out of the window, Jim was dressing and Laura was pulling spunk strings between her thumb and forefinger. I watched as Jim kissed Laura open mouthed and with shared tongue. As Jim walked through the kitchen he mumbled his thanks to Amy but didn't kiss her in front of me and he was gone.

Amy wiped her hand and giggled a little, then she asked me if I thought she could get pregnant at her age. I froze momentarily, "Yes it is possible!" "But I haven't even started my periods yet, Jim said I definitely can't until after my first period!" "Why did he tell you that?" Amy looked at her hand, "Well, he didn't want my help like I gave him, he wanted different!" I mapped out the basic theory of conception, the fact that no one could tell when they were actually going to start their first period and that by the time of the first bleed, they had already been vulnerable for several weeks. "Contraception is the only safe way to be sure, even at just nine years old!"

Over the afternoon and evening Amy asked me about contraception several times, I eventually detailed all of the options and through discussions she came to the realisation that condoms were the only options for younger people even though they weren't one hundred percent successful.

After James left the house Jim was over in seconds, I overheard him ask Amy if she had thought about 'it', the big 'it', Amy told him that he was wrong about her not being able to get pregnant before her first period, she made a good job of elating to Jim how I had described it to her.

Amy told Jim that she would be okay to do 'it' if he had a condom on, "Where the hell would I get a condom from?" "I could ask mum." "Don't you dare, she already suspects!" Amy laughed but didn't tell him about our conversations of the day before.

I had a difficult choice to make, I could just run to the village shop and buy some condoms but if I did, everyone in the village would know before their evening news papers were delivered, if I was going to get Amy and Jim some condoms, I needed to go further afield.

I phoned Betty, I asked her if she could keep an eye on the kids while I ran an errand for an hour, I watched as she set out to cross the road. "Kids, keep your clothes on, Betty is coming over for an hour, so play nicely please for her."

I thanked Betty and ran for the paths through the woods and out to the main road. In the village we got one bus an hour or less, on the main road it was one every twenty minutes and if I rushed I could catch the one due in ten minutes time.

I was running so fast through the woods that I missed my turning and crashed straight into a bush that two men were hiding in. I had heard that men met in the lay-by for sex, with women as well as with other men and this was two men.

The older of the two men did his impersonation of the four minute mile as he ran for his car, the younger, and he looked hardly more than a boy, helped me to my feet and began brushing the dirt from my dress, I had to slap his hands away and as I limped towards the road I saw the bus leave, just behind the older man's car which pulled out with the back wheels smoking, I said "Dam it," under my breath and I heard the boy say, "Well, you've frightened off the best prospect I've had in days, were you running for the bus?"

The boy was taking my arm to help support me, I slapped him off again, "My leg just hurts, I'm not a cripple!" "Were you trying to catch the bus to somewhere important?" "Just into town, I need a supermarket or Boots store!" "I'll give you a lift, after all, you've frightened off my entertainment for the rest of the day!" "That's okay; the next bus is only twenty minutes."

"My car is right here, I can have you back here before the next bus arrives!" I thanked him but continued to the bus stop, the car started and drove behind me, "Okay, I'll follow you in on the bus, your ankle might get worse, especially if you have to stand up on the bus, I do feel responsible, I was trying to fuck that guy when you tripped over me."

I got the feeling that the boy was going to be a pain in the arse, so I gave in to him and got in his car. I think it was a Vauxhall Corsa but it didn't look or sound much like any Vauxhall Corsa I had ever seen before. One huge difference was that the engine was actually in the space where the back seats would usually be and the noise when he hit the gas was deafening.

As the car waited to join the main road the boy turned to me and offered me his hand, "I'm Mark by the way." I told him my first name and shook his hand. Mark drove like a fighter pilot and we caught the bus just three stops away from the lay-by, I told Mark that he could drop me at the next bus stop but he wouldn't hear of it, "I'm at a lose end now anyway, I don't think anyone else will be on the lookout again today."

We pulled up in the car park right outside the main doors to the Boots store, Mark said, "The car will be right here when you're ready." I crossed to the doors and thought, you stay there, I can use the strip-mall exit, go through the food court, through M&S and out into bus station and catch the bus home.

I Had never purchased a condom in my life before so I had no idea where to look for them in the store, I was just weaving back and forth through the shelves of products. I heard a very loud, "Isabella, the condoms are over here darling!" Mark had followed me into the shop and he seemed to know exactly where to go to find the condoms. After hearing Mark shout out to me it felt like ten thousand people were in the shop that day and they all lived next door to me and they were all now looking at me.

I joined mark at the condom section, he went through the pro's and con's of each brand and style ending with, "So, forget all the rest, go for Feather-light, Gossamer, or ultra thin, stay clear of black unless your lover is a nigger or you like to fantasise that he is!" "You mean black people have to have different condoms?" "No girlfriend, but have you ever seen a huge black cock with a little pink skin rolled over it, it would make you laugh and laughing at a twenty stone nigger isn't the best way to start a sexual relationship!"

It crossed my mind that Jim wasn't exactly black but he wasn't pink wither, I was torn, I picked up a pack of three black condoms and looked at the back of the box. Mark raised his eyebrows at me, but then it crossed my mind, Amy might have white boyfriends too that she may want to do the same thing with, so I picked up a pack of pink condoms too. "Way to go Issy!"

I paid for both packs and as Mark was at my side I decided to go back to his car, at least that way I'd be home sooner. At the door Mark said in an exaggerated whisper, "But mummy, why do I have to wear condoms now when you never made me use them on you before!" I felt my face go bright red and heard several women tutting at me, I punched Mark's upper arm and we tumbled out of the store laughing wildly and running for Mark's car.

Before we reached the exit Mark had touched my knee twice as he changed gear, because I didn't slap his hand away instantly, once on the open road he got the car into top gear and then rested his hand on my knee. I don't know why I didn't push his hand off, I guess Mark being so young, and he was incredibly funny even if a little embarrassing as well, I guess I was flattered by his attention. I even felt a pang of sadness when Mark turned into the lay-by after just a few minutes.

Mark looked around the totally empty parking area and sighed, then he checked his watch, your bus will just be arriving at the shopping centre now you know?" I stepped out of his car and went to bend down to say that I did know and to thank him for taking me to the shop but he was already out of the car.

"As we were so fast, I guess no one will be expecting you at home yet will they?" I shook my head. "Good, we can spend a few minutes chatting." Mark took my arm and began to lead me along the path to the place where I fell into him and the man he was hiding with. I was guided into the heart of the bush and Mark made me stand with my back to him, "Hold the tree trunk." I went to step towards the tree. "No, keep your feet there, just reach out for the tree."

I had no idea why I was following Mark's instructions but it had been a confusing couple of days for me emotionally, so I did reach for the tree even though it meant bending quite a long way forward. "Try and keep your legs straight." Mark said as he patted my left ankle, encouraging me to open my legs a little, and then a little more.

I felt a cool draught on the back of my legs as Mark lifted the back of my dress, he flipped it up so that the hem of my dress was touching the back of my neck, Mark said nothing as he pulled the back of my knickers down, exposing my bottom to the world.

I looked over my shoulder, Mark's trousers were already around his ankles and he was rolling a condom down his cock, then he took a small packet out of his breast pocket, he poured a little red, sticky strawberry jam like, jelly over the tip of his condom before he touched the mouth of the packet against my bottom and squeezed the rest of the jam at the top of the valley between my bum cheeks.

As my flesh warmed up the jelly it began to run faster between my cheeks and legs, flooding over my anal muscle before reaching my vaginal cavity. Mark read the packet, "Cherry flavoured lubricant, yummy!"

As I processed that information, Mark shuffled in behind me and bent his knees, he rubbed the tip of his rubber covered cock between my bum cheeks, as he pushed against me I realised he was off target, but just as I said, "I think you're missing the point!" I realised that Mark had a different target in his mind. It took him a lot of pressure but eventually his cock popped into my anus.

Mark quickly got his cock all the way up in my bum hole and even though I was protesting about the pain he ignored me and just got into his fucking rhythm. Mark was into his stride, not fucking too quickly, just seemingly wanting to keep his pleasure going for as long as possible.

"You don't recognise me do you?" I was beginning to have a small orgasm of my own, so I didn't answer, I just shook my head. "I was at your wedding to James." Shock stopped my breathing for a moment, "I was a choir boy at your wedding, I often fantasised about doing this to your husband, just because he was so homophobic but, guess doing it to his wife is the next best thing!"

Mark grunted through his climax and pulled his cock out of my bottom as soon as he could. "Well, that was a first for me, nothing to grab hold of around the front but it was just like real sex!" I wanted to find a tissue to wipe the red jelly away from my bottom but Mark beat me to it, he pulled my knickers up and patted the thin cotton against the red mess around my bottom.

As I ran from the bush I watched Mark tie the top of the condom and throw it into the side of the bush on top of a dozen or more others.

As I left the bush I was having second thoughts about giving Amy the condoms, I had worried that Amy may have felt pressured into doing something with Jim, just because I had got her the condoms and now that Mark had used me the way he had I was feeling a little anti-men as I walked along the pathways leading to home.

During the walk home though I noticed something about myself, there was a swish in my tail so to speak. My arse still hurt like buggery, pardon my pun, but thinking about what I did with Mark, the difference in our ages, the way, for the first time in my life that I had abandoned my prim and proper exterior, well, it was all combining to make me feel different.

I even walked past my house; I walked right into the middle of the village so that the few men who were around the village could watch me as I walked past swishing the hem of my dress from side to side. I stopped by the postman to ask if he had any mail for me, I noticed that as he was looking through his bag for my mail, he was also trying to look down the front of my bra, not that he would have seen much, I could have worn my bra in the street as I was so well covered by its cups.

"Oh I'm sorry Bob, I'll wait until you get to me, they'll only be bills anyway, might as well leave the bad news as long as possible." I walked back towards my house and realised that Bob was standing watching every step I took, just knowing he was watching me made the swish even more pronounced.

When I got home Betty was sitting with three miserable looking kids sitting on the sofa, all watching daytime TV with Betty, just because she didn't want to let them out of her sight. I thanked Betty and Jim and Laura were through the door and on their way to the back garden and freedom. I held Amy back though, I handed her the two boxes of condoms, "I'm giving you these just in case, you don't have to use them if you don't want too."

Amy kissed me and gave me a sweet smile before running out to play with Jim and to show him her prize. I didn't know what I was going to do next, I had no plans but I knew I had to take a shower before I could sit down as my arse was sticky with cherry flavoured lubricant.

I stepped from the shower and wrapped myself in my towelling robe. I wouldn't usually wear the robe around the house though, usually I would get dressed instantly but as I was on my way to my bedroom to pick up my clean clothes, Coffee slipped into my head and I switched tracks and went down to the kitchen, I was waiting for the kettle to boil when I heard Bob talking to the kids in the back garden, "I've been knocking the door, hasn't your mummy got back yet girls?"

I shouted out, "I'm in the kitchen Bob!" "Hi again, did you know you have three naked kids in your back garden?" "No, they were fully dressed the last time I saw them!" "So where you last time I saw you too!" Bob's comment burst my bubble a little and caused me to grip the neck of my dressing gown and pull it closed tighter. Bob smiled at my discomfort, "I'm sorry Mrs. Clark, I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable."

Bob got me to sign his book for a recorded delivery letter and as I used the table to write on, Bob was looking at the coffee pot, I got the hint, "I don't suppose you have time for a coffee?" "That sounds very nice, I'm gasping actually, I haven't had a drink all day." I made Bob his coffee and invited him to join me in the living room. I sat on the comfortable chair and Bob sat on the sofa, I leaned forward to slide the coffee table over so that it was between us and realised that I couldn't move it one handed, so I let go of the neck of my robe to reposition it.

When I sat up again Bob's face was a picture, he had certainly seen much more than I would have planned, if I had any kind of plan that was. Bob had a smug grin on his face as he took his first sip of coffee and his smile made me relax a whole lot. I sat back and crossed my legs, Bob's eyes flashed down instantly to see how much of my legs slipped into view through the front of my gown.

I pulled at the robe to try and cover a little more but with my legs crossed, there just wasn't enough robe to cover my legs. Bob and I made small talk for around thirty minutes, I began to feel a little self conscious and thought that I should really get dressed, I stood up at the same moment as Bob and we clashed heads over the coffee table and we both burst out laughing at the same time.

Bob left through the back door and said goodbye to the kids. I was almost shivering, my close call with Bob had been so electrifying, I don't think that I could have been more excited if Bob had actually fucked me, and I know that was definitely on his mind from the direction of our conversation over the thirty minutes we sat together.

I moved around the house in a bit of a daze for around an hour, when I realised that it was twelve o'clock I needed to make lunch for the kids, I had done sandwiches the day before so I had to do something hot today, one of my own self imposed rules to stop me being too lazy.

I walked out to ask the kids what they wanted for dinner, as I approached I noticed Amy on the lawn on her back, her knees up and legs apart, as I turned the corner I saw her prop her upper body up on her elbows, Jim knelt between her leg and then Laura knelt at Jim's side. Laura had one of the black condoms in her hand; she ripped the packet open and took out the rolled prophylactic. I stopped in my tracks as Laura carefully rolled the condom down Jim's cock, then Laura kept hold of it at the base of his cock, it looked like she was worried that the condom could fire off of the end of his cock. Jim stabbed his cock towards Amy's cunt but missed, Laura aimed it for him and the second push and Jim began to slip inside Amy, Laura kept her hand there until Amy's labia touched her hand.

Jim was well in his stride when I cleared my throat, Jim tried to jump away from Amy but she stopped him, "It's okay, she won't mind." And Jim relaxed and just started fucking again, "Do you want chips, fish fingers and peas or Sausage and mash?" it was a two to one vote in favour of fish fingers and I turned to go back to the kitchen, stopping at the door to call out, "It'll be about thirty minutes, so don't take too long and Jim, make sure, once you cum, take it out as soon as possible!"

I cooked lunch and took it out to the kids so that they could eat in the sunshine. I ate my lunch in the dining room, still dressed only in my dressing gown; I was almost on autopilot for the rest of the afternoon until I spotted the time was three forty-five and rushed out to tell the girls that their father would be home within the next fifteen minutes.

By the time I had run up to my bedroom and pulled a dress over my head and run down again, all three kids were dressed and sitting starting a game of monopoly together. I looked around the house to make sure there was nothing out of place, I noticed that Amy had done her bit for the planet by recycling the cardboard box from the 'Black Stallion' condoms. I called her out into the utility room and asked her what she thought her father would say if he saw the box in the recycling bin. Her face went red and she quickly retrieved the empry box, "Where are the other condoms?" Amy took the unopened box of Featherlite condoms from the pocket in her dress, "Take them to your bedroom and put the packet in your knicker draw, your father will never look in there for anything, where are the unused black condoms?" Amy looked in the rubbish bin, "The black ones are all in there. I looked in and saw three black rubber skins glowing in the bin.

I reached in the bin and picked up the three condoms, two had a large quantity of spunk in them and one was empty, I panicked in case one had punctured, "What happened with that one?" "Laura wanted Jim to do her, it hurt her too much so Jim stopped, I told him he could do me again if he wanted too, Laura had made him get hard again so Jim took off the one he tried to use on Laure, put on the next one and he did me again."

I made sure that the condoms were all air-free and flushed them down the toilet, then I had a thought and went into the garden, there were the three foil condom packets in an ashtray on the picnic table proudly boasting 'Black Stallion' shining in the afternoon sun. I had the foil wrappers in my hand when James drew up on the drive, I ran into the bathroom to make sure no black skins had returned.

I bumped into James in the hallway and I still had three condom wrappers in my hand, James kissed me on my cheek, the most passion he ever shows, ever! "Can you keep an eye on the kids for an hour please; I have to go on an errand." "I've brought a pile of work to do at home." "You don't need to entertain them, just be in the house with them, Kids, come on, you'll all have to come with me!" James told me he would be happy to keep an ear out for the kids while they played.

I'd have to have a chat with Amy and Laura later to point out that freedom comes with responsibilities but for now I had a cardboard packet and three foil condom wrappers in my hand to deal with.

There was a littler bin in the lay-by, I'd walk there and drop the incriminating evidence in the roadside bin. Our next door neighbour was in his drive and as soon as I saw him my bottom gave an involuntary flick to swish my dress, the wind caught the lightweight material and billowed it higher than I would have liked out in the street, especially as I had only put the dress on and hadn't thought about bra and panties at all.

I had to be really careful after almost showing the guy next door my 'red bush' and I don't mean tea either. It wasn't unusual for me to walk the paths through to the lay-by, I did it most days at some point or another but this would be the first time I had walked it at four o'clock.

I noticed a Royal Mail van parked in the lay-by but didn't even register it in my conscious mind. I had dropped the condom box and foil in the bin before I noticed Bob, the postman, talking to a man in another car. I didn't so much see Bob as heard the man he was parked next to say, "God, look at her, she's a sweetie!" That made me look over at the two men and I recognised Bob as his face lit up at seeing me.

I was about to turn back onto the path and Bob caught me up, "I've never seen you walking the woods before Isabella!" "I don't come here at this time of the day, the man that Bob had been chatting to turned up on the other side of me, he said, "Hi, this is the best time of day to come out here, all the best action between four and five o'clock.

We stood talking together for ten minutes, Bob's friend introduced himself as Alan, a local school teacher with time on his hands as his school was on vacation. In the ten minutes we were chatting I noticed six other men turn up, they all came over to us and said hi to me as well as to Bob and Alan before moving away and watching us from a distance.

I was about to tell Bob and Alan that I would have to go when the car that everyone seemed to be waiting for turned up. The six men watching us suddenly disappeared down one of the paths that I seldom used, then a man and woman got out of the car and followed the six men down the same path.

"I should get back; James is trying to work with four kids running wild in the house." Alan said, "You can't go yet, the fun is just about to start." "No, but I really shoulf go." Bob had my right arm and Alan my left and the almost dragged me down the track behind the couple who had just arrived.

The picnic table from the main lay-by had been moved into a small clearing at the end of the path. The six men who had led the rush through the woods were standing in a lose semicircle around the picnic table and by the time Bob, Alan and I got there the woman was naked and the man was fucking her on top of the table.

Just twenty-four hours earlier I had never seen the sex act in my life, other than sneaky glimpses on the internet and in just one day I had been fucked in my arse in broad daylight, I had seem my daughter and the kid from the Caribbean fucking and now I was being pulled to within a foot of a woman enjoying the company of a man and enjoying being watched by nine people.

Bob felt my right breast through my dress, "No bra Mrs. Clark, how cosmopolitan of you?" Alan rubbed my bottom, "No knickers either!" Alan slipped his hand up my dress, rubbed around my bum as I watched the woman racing through a panoply of climaxes, when his finger probed my anal hole he said, "The back garden path is open here Bob!" Bob looked surprised, "You can't tell me that the pope has been shovelling shit uphill Isabella, surely not!" Alan pulled me away from Bob before I could tell him that James was innocent, I was pushed against the picnic table and Alan lifted the back of my dress, as Alan pushed his cock into my recently opened anal cavity the woman lying on the table started fondling my breasts through my dress, trying to open the front of my dress as she did it.

I felt a strange warmth as Alan shot off in me and then I realised that he, unlike Mark earlier, hadn't bothered to use a condom on his cock. As soon as Alan stepped away from behind me, I pulled away from the woman's clutches and ran for home, cum spurting from my asshole with every step.

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