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Story Code: M/F, b/g, Shared Wife, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Unfaithful Wife "What if the kids come up?" Johnny gasped as he put a lot of effort into fucking me, I was trying to listen for his tell, the changes to his breathing that would signal that he was about to cum. "If they do then Sarah won't get to choose where we have dinner tonight!" Johnny was still pounding into my body but I had distracted him from his orgasmic climb, "What do you mean?" "I explained what we were about to do and told her that if she and Dawn watched TV for the next hour I'd let her choose where we go for dinner tonight!" Johnny stopped pounding momentarily, he had a serious look on his face, "So, Sarah knows that we're up here, you know, fucking?" I dug my heels in to spur Johnny back into action. "The thing is, we could have said we were going to do anything up here but telling her that we were going to have a little sex, it means that they won't come up with silly problems and letting Sarah have the choice over dinner is just a little extra inducement for her. Anyway, she fully understands all about sex, we've been hiding it for years and we didn't have to." Johnny started riding me again and got me to my climax reasonably quickly and as I slowly came down from my climax I could tell that he was close to his own climax so I said, "Would you like to change position?" Again I'd managed to put Johnny off his stride, "What position would you like to try?" I checked the time, "Well, I could give you oral, we could give each other oral in a sixty-nine, we could do it doggy style, Hell, we've got plenty of time, we could try dangling from the light fitting!" Johnny looked up at the ceiling, "No, they're only designed to take two and a half kilos and I'm heavier than that." Johnny pulled his cock out of my cunt, he flipped me over and he spread my bum cheeks the way that Mark had done earlier, that reminded me what Mark had said about my bum and anal sex, "Have you ever fancied trying anal?" Johnny almost choked and missed his aim, "What brought that up?" "It was something that Mark said earlier while he was trying to fuck me as I bent down to get him a beer from the fridge; he said that most women have anal sex, often as a form of birth control." "Well, I've thought about it but because of the way we were I didn't think you'd be interested in it." "Do you think it would hurt?" "Fuck yes, I'd guess that the first time would kill you, there'd be no way a man with no experience could do it without a hell of a lot of pain!" I looked over my shoulder, smiled up at him as he rubbed his cock, kneeling behind me, "I thought that taking a cock deep in my throat would have hurt a lot but Mark got it all the way in without hurting me too much!" "Perhaps we should ask Mark to open your bum up!" Johnny laughed as he made that comment and he took another aim on my cunt from behind and started fucking me all over again at very high speed, he drove me to a massive orgasm in very short order, it was partly his speed and the power he was putting into fucking me but also the thoughts of getting another man to open my arse up, especially a man like Mark Green. "I love the way your breasts swing in this position!" I looked down at the way my tits were swinging in a kind of circular motion as I was on the bed on my hands and knees. "Hey, you want to cum in my mouth?" Johnny thought about it for a moment, "Mmmm, that sounds nice. How about letting me watch you masturbate yourself for a little while?" "Mmmm, kinky, sounds very sexy to me!" Johnny pulled out of my cunt again and I turned and sat cross legged opposite Johnny and started to rub my clit gently, Johnny was massaging his own cock, it looked totally hot, both of us masturbating while the other watched. I was getting close and started alternating between massaging my clit and digging my fingers deep into my cunt to soak my fingers in my love juice before transferring the lubricant to my clitoris so that my fingers slipped over my magic button with less friction so I could rub harder and still not get sore. "Earlier you said that your dad would love to see me in the red dress with just a thong under it, is that something you'd..." I didn't need to go on; just mentioning Johnny's father caused him to spill his beans before he was ready too. He looked crestfallen, "God, I was looking forward to finishing off in your mouth too!" And then Johnny laughed his head off and I leaned in and slipped my mouth over his cock, it was already flaccid but I spent a few minutes licking him clean just as the bedroom door slowly swung open, "I'm sorry mum but it's over an hour and you promised..." Sarah stopped mid-sentence, her mouth fell open and then she grinned "Sooooooorrreeee mum!" Sarah allowed the door to swing closed again; Johnny looked almost catatonic, he was shocked and embarrassed that Sarah had seen him naked and seen me sucking on his flaccid cock. When he finally got his wits back and saw the way I was laughing at his reaction he said, "It's okay for you, she's seen you in the bath and shower, she's never seen me naked before and the first time she does she catches you trying to blow life back into my cock!" "Come on, we'd better get dressed or we'll be in trouble with Sarah." I put the very thin red dress on again but the thong was too wet to wear again so I found a pair of red bikini-brief panties, not quite as deep a red as the thong so they didn't glow through the dress quite so much as the thong had. Johnny wore a polo shirt and Bermuda shorts, no socks and canvas shoes, like posh plimsolls. Sarah had decided on KFC for dinner so it was a five mile drive, I had worn the lightweight summer jacket again just so that I could control just how much I showed off In public or how little. We parked in the KFC car park and Dawn and Sarah ran over to the restaurant to see what they wanted for dinner, Johnny and I walked along arm in arm, "You know, you said you thought your father would love seeing me dressed the way I was this morning." "God, don't remind me, I really lost control when you brought it up just before Sarah burst in on us." "Well, I'm not dressed exactly the same now but, well, if you like, you could take a picture on your mobile phone of me, or me and the kids in the restaurant, might make an interesting picture for, say someone who was unable to be with us and you think might be missing out!" Johnny grinned at me, "With or without your jacket on?" "Well, that would be totally up to you, we could try one photograph with my jacket on but open and another with my jacket off, that way you could chose the one you like best." Johnny had to pull at the front of his Bermuda shorts as his cock had started growing again and he had to try and hide it from the girls and thirty people looking at us through the window of the restaurant. I went to find a table at the rear of the restaurant and took the girls with me, Johnny snapped a picture of the three of us, I had my arms around both girls as I stood in the middle of them, then I took my jacket off and Johnny took another picture. He was flipping from one to the other as he walked back to the counter with the girls in tow so they could discuss what to buy. While they were out of sight a total stranger came over to me and tried to pick me up, Johnny spotted him walking in my direction and I saw him peeping at us from around the corner. The man asked me if I'd like to go to a party with him and his mates, "I'm sorry, thanks for the offer but I'm here with my husband and daughters!" He grinned at me with evil intent across his face, "Well you could bring your daughters, we'd see that they had a good time but you'd have to lose the husband!" The man stood chatting me up for several minutes, I had no idea just how much of a turn on it could be to have a man chatting me up with my husband and kids so close by and in all honesty I shouldn't have needed any more sexual attention, in the past three days I'd had more sex and sexual excitement than I'd normally have in a month, hell, more than in the last six months so why was I sitting there craving the attention of a stranger? I heard Johnny telling the girls to get straws and serviettes, the stranger did too and as Johnny turned the corner carrying a tray piled high with food the man slipped away from our table and went through the door leading to the toilets. The fact that he came back through the same door before Johnny reached our table with our food didn't look at all suspicious to anyone in the room, even Dawn picked up on it and made a comment that he must have peed very fast. Johnny shared out the food and drinks and we all started eating, Johnny casually asked, "Who was that guy?" Sarah stopped eating and looked a little worried but I just smiled, "He was a stranger, just wanted to chat me up, he invited me and the girls to a party but sadly he didn't invite you so I turned him down." Dawn's ears suddenly pricked up, "Why can't we go to a party mummy, the last time we went to a party was Christmas and that was years ago." Sarah looked exasperated at her sister, "Christmas was seven months ago, not years you dork, if I've told you once I've told you a million times not to exaggerate!" I couldn't help the grin on my face, "Sarah, it's not nice to call your beautiful younger sister a dork and Dawn, the man wasn't being serious about all three of us going to his party, he was only really asking me because he liked the look of me!" I'd watched the table the guy went to, he sat with five other men, he looked like he was the oldest of the group by a few years, they looked like a sporty group, could have been part of a team, cricket or football. It was actually out of the wrong time of the year for football, right in the middle of the cricket season actually but the European Cup matches had started this weekend which was why the council had put on some matches for the kids starting this weekend and running through the school holidays to help keep the kids, well, the boys mainly, occupied for a few hours a day. I watched a raucous exchange between the man who had chatted me up and his friends, they all looked over at me during the talk and one at a time the other five young men all walked past our table, they went through the door leading to the toilets but they all turned around and returned well before they could have reached the men's toilet. Sarah watched each of the men walk past, she was inspecting them almost as intently as they were inspecting me as they walked past slowly. I had finished my food but hadn't started on my coffee, the kids were sucking very hard on the straws in their thick shakes, putting in a lot of work for little reward and so they hadn't eaten much of their food. Johnny was giggling so much that he was almost peeing himself and he had to run to the toilet. A few moments later the man that had chatted me up earlier walked past again and this time he went all the way down to the toilet. Three minutes later Johnny came out of the toilet area shaking his hands, "Damned hand dryers aren't working!" Johnny bent forward and kissed my cheek and put his lips against my ear, "He's waiting for you to join him in the gent's toilet if you'd like too, I told him that you didn't fuck strangers but he'd still love to play with you for five minutes if you're game!" I pushed my seat back almost before Johnny had finished speaking and I wandered down to the men's toilet, he was waiting just inside the door and as I walked in he grabbed me, kissed me passionately and then dragged me into the stall, closing and locking the door behind us. I was naked and his trousers were around his ankles in just a few seconds, he had his mobile phone in his hand, "I saw your husband taking the pictures of you and your daughters, I guessed that you're both playing so I approached him in here. Pity you don't fuck strangers but I'm Alan, so perhaps next time we meet I won't be a stranger!" I was already rubbing his cock, almost on auto-pilot, he took a picture of me as I stood there wanking him off, then he pushed me down and photographed me squatting in front of him with my nose touching his abdomen. He gasped as his orgasm started and he quickly pulled away from me and took several photographs of his spurting semen splashing down over my breasts and face. I started to mop the spunk up with toilet tissues and all the time Alan was photographing me, then when I was dry he turned me round, pushed me over and spread my bum cheeks and held his phone right up close to my bottom to photograph my bum hole and pussy from behind, then he pressed his finger against my anal muscle and tested it with a sharp prod, "Oh, I don't come across an un-trodden path very often round here Vicky, I love to break in a virgin arsehole, take my number, if you want to get rid of your anal virginity you can give me a call." I dressed quickly, well I only had my lightweight dress and my knickers to put on, I flinched slightly as I pulled my knickers on, the gusset was ten shades darker red than the rest of my knickers because it was so wet. Alan checked the passageway to make sure it was safe for me to leave the men's toilet without anyone spotting me. He also gave me a minute to get to my table before he followed me out; he nodded a 'thank you' to Johnny before swaggering back to his mates at their table. "Right, are you girls finished eating?" They nodded their heads as they sucked ever harder at the straws in their milkshakes. "Well, you can take your milkshakes with you and finish them in the car on our way home." Johnny looked surprised at my sudden desire to leave, fortunately for me my coffee was now cool enough for me to drink in one go just before slipping my jacket back on. Once again the girls ran on ahead of us, as we got close to Alan's table he was showing his friends his mobile phone and letting them all run back and forward through his recently taken snaps of me. At the door Johnny looked concerned, "Didn't you enjoy that?" "Oh God yes but as soon as Alan shows his mates the pictures he's taken of me in the toilet they'll be queuing up at me to take their turn!" Johnny kissed me and laughed before we walked arm in arm back to the car. In the car Dawn mentioned that she could smell the funny smell again that they had smelt before going to the park to watch the football match. Johnny and I just looked at each other and smiled before he turned the air conditioner on to try and get rid of the smell of Alan's semen on my body, Johnny checked that the kids were occupied in the back seat struggling to suck milkshake that was the consistency of cement through plastic straws, he leaned in slightly to me, "Pity I didn't get contact details off of that guy, I'd love to see the photographs he took!" Now it was my turn to look in the back and check that the girl's weren't hanging on my every word. "You'll have to look on my breast when we get home; Alan wrote his mobile number in biro on me, he said to ring him if I wanted help to lose my anal cherry!" "Can I have some cherries please mummy?" "No, I'm sorry Dawn, we don't have any cherries, I was just telling daddy that I had a phone number of a man we can get some cherries from another day." When we got home Peter was sitting on our front door step, he jumped to his feet as we pulled onto the drive. Sarah was out of the car first but I was just a step behind her, she asked Peter what he was doing sitting there, "I came round to see if you could come out to play..." Sarah looked over her shoulder at me, her face looked like she was pleading with me to let her go out with Peter, "...my dad said that now your mum and dad know about us they'd probably let us hang out together!" I checked my watch; it was seven o'clock in the evening so I wasn't happy about Sarah hanging out on the streets with Peter at that time of the evening. "I'm sorry Peter; I'd rather Sarah wasn't out on the streets at this time of the evening." "We wouldn't be on the streets; we could go round to my house!" 'I'd rather my daughter were playing on an unlit motorway, she'd be safer there than in your house mate!' "No, I don't think that would be a good idea Peter, you can hang out here with her if Sarah would like that!" Sarah almost beamed when I said that Peter could hang around at our house with her, she grabbed Peter's hand and pulled him towards the back gate. The rest of us followed on behind them. When I got in the kitchen Sarah and Peter were standing either side of one of the dining chairs at the kitchen table, I turned the kettle on as Johnny and Dawn went through to the living room. I asked Peter if he would like a drink of anything, he grinned and asked if he could have another shandy like he'd had earlier when he was here with his father. I bent down to get a can of beer out of the fridge and heard Peter gasp as he saw my bum pop into view so I squatted down rather than just bending over; Sarah asked if she could have a shandy as well. I found a half pint can at the back of the fridge, 'Mental note to self, if Sarah is going to date an alcoholic I'd better up my beer order at the local store!' I made two shandies and placed them on the table in front of Sarah and Peter before going through to the living room. Johnny was sitting on the sofa and Dawn was kneeling on the floor in front of the coffee table drawing in her sketchbook. I looked over my shoulder through to the kitchen, Sarah and Peter were both sitting on the same seat and Peter was already kissing Sarah with his right arm over her shoulder. Johnny just looked at me, then he looked at Dawn, she was already lost in her drawing, you could set off a nuclear bomb behind her when she was drawing and she wouldn't notice, Johnny asked Dawn if she needed a drink but she was too deep in her paper to communicate, then Johnny looked back at me, "Don't you think Sarah's a little young to have a boyfriend?" I looked back into the kitchen through the partly closed door just in time to see Peter pulling at Sarah's bra through her T-shirt; he had pulled the left cup of her bra up under her chin and was gently fondling her left breast with his left hand as they kissed. I forced myself to move slightly so that I couldn't see what Sarah and Peter were doing. I had a think about how I should respond. "The thing is, I had boyfriends when I was twelve and I remember what my friends got up too with boys at that age, I also remember that my mother would never let me go out with boys or have boys come home but Sarah has done everything at least two years earlier than I did them, kids mature faster these days. I think I'd prefer her to be here doing things than be out in public or worse, going round to Peter's house where his three brothers and his father could be adding to the danger she would be in. I moved again and looked through to the kitchen, Peter was nibbling on Sarah's neck, she looked like she was really enjoying the attention as Peter fondled her left breast. The kettle chose that moment to turn off, Sarah looked at the kettle and pushed Peter's hand off of her breast and struggled her bra cup back into place before I went in to make coffee for myself and Johnny. When I got in the kitchen Sarah and Peter were sitting about as far apart as two children could possibly get while sitting on the same seat. I went into the living room and gave Johnny his coffee, then I patted Dawn on the top of her head to get her attention, "Can you pop up to the bathroom please, bring me all of the dirty clothes out of the laundry basket for me darling." She wasn't really a willing slave but she did it grudgingly and slowly. As soon as she was out of the living room and heading for the stairs I turned to Johnny, "I'm going to have a word with Sarah, impress on her the dangers but then I'm going to tell her to take Peter to her bedroom to listen to music..." I patted Johnny's cheek as we looked into each other's eyes, "...you okay with that?" Johnny looked uncertain for a moment before saying, "I'm sure you're right, and you are right, my parents stopped me dating until I was fifteen but I did things behind their backs, not as bad things as my mates did but it would have been better if my mum and dad had trusted me at home." I got a loving smile and then a nod from Johnny as Dawn staggered through the doorway with her arms full of dirty clothes. I scooped the dirty laundry and headed back into the kitchen, Peter jumped away from Sarah again as I walked in, this time Peter had been enjoying playing with both of my daughter's breasts and he had released both cups, she looked like she had four breasts, the two in their normal place and then two much smaller ones closer to her chin. Sarah saw where I was looking and she realised what I could see and her face turned bright red, I don't think that it had even crossed her mind that her bra would give her away like that and as soon as she realised that I knew she quickly pulled her bra back into place, "Come and give me a hand in the utility room please Sarah." Sarah followed me into the laundry room and as soon as the door closed behind her she launched in with, "I'm sorry mum, I told him not to but..." I stopped her before she got any further, "Can you sort out the tights and socks please and check all the pockets for tissues, I've told both of you to straighten things out when you take them off, things don't wash properly if they are all balled up together. I'm washing whites so if your bra is white you may as well take it off now so I can wash it, Peter doesn't seem to like it covering you anyway so I may as well wash it." Sarah's face turned an even deeper red, "You don't care?" "Never think that I don't care, I understand that you have a boyfriend and that you will want to do things with your boyfriend, so long as you realise that for the last year you've been capable of falling pregnant if you let things go too far without protection. We're going to trust you to behave properly, trust you to be an adult about sex. It's your body, never let a boy, or a man, do anything to you that you don't want them to do and if a boy puts too much pressure on you to do something then dump him, it proves he's only after you for one thing." Sarah looked confused, she mumbled, "How can someone our age get protection?" "Well, I'd rather you didn't need any, I'd rather you put off going that extra step until you're older but if you think you're adult enough to have sex I'd hope you'd be adult enough to ask me for my help!" I took Sarah's face in my hands, "You understand what I'm saying don't you?" Sarah nodded her head, "Remember there are plenty of things you can do to keep a boy happy without going all the way!" Sarah nodded again and said, "Like you did with Peter's dad earlier?" "Exactly, if I had allowed Mark to have full sex with me earlier he wouldn't be interested in me anymore and because I didn't let him, he wants me all the more." Sarah struggled out of her bra without taking her T-shirt off and as she handed it to me I lifted her hair away from her neck, Peter had left a little bruise on her neck from when he had been nipping at it. "You can take Peter up to your bedroom to listen to music if you like but remember we're trusting you to act responsibly, leave the bedroom door open and try not to let Peter mark your neck like this, it doesn't look very nice and gives people the wrong impression about you." Sarah looked shocked, she'd moved from not having a boyfriend that we knew about, to us knowing about him, to us allowing her to take him up to her bedroom and all in less than eight hours. Sarah gave me an extra tight hug and kissed me before running back to the kitchen and taking Peter to her bedroom, walking past her father holding Peter's hand and both children carrying their glasses full of shandy. I started the washing machine running and returned to the living room. I took a quick swig from my coffee cup, Dawn had a magazine open in front of her, open at a picture of a stately home, she'd finished the outline of the house in her sketchpad and was starting to add colour and textures into her drawing with pastel colouring pencils. A pencil set would cost around a hundred pounds but we never begrudged paying it because Dawn, at just over ten years old was such a good artist. There was less than a full year between our daughters but they couldn't be more different, Sarah was eleven mounts older than Dawn but when she drew something you'd think it had been drawn by a six year old. I turned the TV on, flicked to the twenty-four hour news channel and started to catch up on world affairs while cuddling on the sofa with Johnny, the news cycled through in twenty to thirty minute cycles and by the time the same news item that was on when I first turned on returned, Dawn looked at the TV screen, stood up and headed for the stairs. I was about to tell her to keep away from Sarah's bedroom but changed my mind, a ten year old sister hanging around was probably the best birth control on the market. As soon as the door closed to the stairs Johnny was on me in a flash, my dress was pulled up under my chin and Johnny was typing Alan's phone number from my breast into his contacts list, I read the name he typed in, 'Alan - Sex - Anal' followed by Alan's number. Johnny then pulled me over his lap, pulled the front of his Bermuda shorts down and pulled me over onto his cock. He entered without difficulty because I was dripping wet with anticipation but as soon as his cockhead crashed into the roof of my vagina and put pressure on my bladder I suddenly had an urgent need. "I'm going to have to go and take a pee if you want sex, I'll see what Dawn is up too while I'm at it, you don't want both of your daughters catching you 'at it' on the same day, they'll think we're sex maniacs!" I ran up the stairs, I heard Sarah saying "Don't suck hard, my mum saw the last mark you made on my neck and she wasn't impressed with me!" I reached Sarah's bedroom door, Sarah looked like she was in a state of bliss, her eyes were closed, Peter was chewing on her neck and collar bone and his left hand was up under her T-shirt, he was having a great deal of fun massaging her breasts. Sarah was lying on her back and Peter was on his right side, his left knee over Sarah's right thigh, he was rolling his hips slightly, he was obviously rubbing his cock against Sarah's thigh and she was lifting her hips slightly, rubbing herself against Peter's thigh. Sarah's eyes opened slightly, it took her a second or two to realise I was standing there watching them, her right hand shot up to Peter's left hand, she looked totally shocked at being caught so soon after the trust talk, I held my hand up and mouthed, 'Calm down, it's okay, remember just don't go too far!' Sarah relaxed, Peter eased his wrist up a little and her T-shirt rode up his arm, exposing her right breast and Peter's head slipped down until his mouth covered her nipple, I saw that just as I turned away and went into the bathroom for my pee. I'd spotted Dawn, she wasn't in her own bedroom, she was sitting on Sarah's floor listening to the music with Peter and Sarah but she was also drawing in Sarah's sketchpad, using her sister's inferior pencils. After taking my piss I flushed the toilet and as I opened the toilet door I spotted Peter jumping away from Sarah, only his upper body could move though because Sarah's left hand was down the front of Peter's shorts, it looked like she was just holding his cock in her hand, obviously what I had seen earlier was Peter using Sarah's hand to masturbate himself slowly rather than just pressing it against her thigh through his shorts and her skirt. Dawn wasn't even aware that I was standing in the doorway. Peter looked at Sarah's chest, her breasts were still uncovered and she didn't seem too bothered about trying to hide them from me, then he looked down at the front of his shorts and quickly turned his back on me so I couldn't see my daughter's hand holding on to his cock. I felt that I needed to say something, just to prove to Peter that I wasn't angry with him, "Remember please, don't leave those glasses up here when you're finished with them!" Peter looked from Sarah's tits and over his shoulder at me, he looked totally confused, Sarah's breasts were both still uncovered, peeping out from under her T-shirt and I wasn't blowing a fuse, I even smiled at Peter's confusion before turning and heading for the stairs. "God Sarah I thought your mum would kill me when she saw what we were doing!" I smiled at myself, a million cool mum points to me, "My mum guessed what we were doing in the kitchen, she was the one who told me to take my bra off if you didn't like feeling me up through it!" I was on the fourth step when Peter said, "Your mum has lovely tits and I love that dress, do you think she knows that we can see straight through it?" "She knows, seems that my dad likes my mum showing off to men." "You think your mum will go to meet my dad at the pub later, he's told everyone that he's going to fuck her!" I stopped halfway down the stairs to hear the end of that particular thread. "She might go to see him but I don't think she will let him have sex with her, well, you know, she won't let him put his cock in her pussy, my mum says that men are happy if they have a little fun, you don't have to go all the way and a man will respect you more if you don't go all the way. And just you remember what I said this afternoon, if you tell anyone what we do and I find out, we'll be through and if you exaggerate what we've done I'll dump you and give you a black eye as well." "Well, if your mum is cool with us, can I take your T-shirt all the way off please?" "What about Dawn?" Peter giggled, "She can keep her T-shirt on, she doesn't have such nice titties as you anyway..." Peter giggled again, "...she doesn't even know we're in the same room as her!" I heard the sounds of movement and Sarah sighed out loud, I guess Peter had just divested Sarah of her T-shirt, I'd have to work something out if Johnny wanted to use the toilet, I doubted if he'd be as casual about things going on in Sarah's bedroom as I was. "Kids happy?" "Oh I definitely think they are!" "What's Dawn doing?" "She's listening to Sarah's music." "She's not bothering them is she?" I laughed out loud, "Dawn seems to be ignoring Sarah and Peter and they are definitely not inhibited by her being there!" "I got a dressing gown out of the laundry room for you, leave the door open, if anyone comes down the stairs we'll hear them and you can cover up quickly. By the way, I sent that Alan bloke a text message, I asked him if he could send me a few of the pictures he took of you in the toilet, I'm waiting to see if he contacts me." Johnny had already slipped into his dressing gown, he pulled the front open and I stripped my dress off over my head and climbed onto his lap. It was really nice fucking like that on the sofa with the lights on, the position of Johnny's cock was in a different alignment to usual missionary sex, I could fuck slower but get more feeling, I got myself off to a fantastic orgasm, mind blowing and Johnny was nowhere close to his own orgasm still. "You want to cum like this?" "What else are you offering?" "I'll help you cum anyway you like, I can suck you..." A shiver ran through Johnny's body, it seemed that he liked talking openly about sex, the same way that I found it very erotic to read a sex story to Ray at the home, that had been the key that had unlocked sex for both Johnny and me. "...you can titty fuck me if you like!" Johnny shivered again at the offer of a titty fuck, his phone burbled to say he'd received a text message or an email, I was still sitting on his cock riding him slowly, keeping my pleasure level high as Johnny flipped his phone on, he looked at the screen and grinned at me, he flicked his thumb over the screen, I spotted a picture fill his screen and I felt his cock jump in my body, he turned the phone towards me, "I like that picture, very sexy!" The picture was me naked, squatting in front of Alan, his cock deep in my mouth and my eyes looking up towards his phone as he took the photograph. Johnny thrust his hips up into me, he shivered again and as he fired off into my cunt he flicked the message to the next photograph, "Oh my God, now that is totally hot." Johnny waited until he'd totally emptied his balls before he turned his phone to me and showed me a photograph of Alan's semen leaving his cock like a nylon fishing line and splashing down on my breasts. That photograph and the feeling of Johnny's body jerking under mine sent me over the edge once again into another powerful climax. I collapsed against Johnny's body and we just sat there linked together until his cock finally shrank to the point that it fell from my cunt. I hadn't bothered to put the dressing gown on, I had no doubt that none of the kids would be coming down the stairs on a whim. I heaved my body off of Johnny's, the unusual position that I'd been sitting in had kind of locked my hips slightly and it was difficult to walk for a moment or two. "Christ have you seen the time? It's gone nine o'clock! Where's the time gone?" Johnny just laughed, "It happens when you're having fun, time flies as they say!" "I wonder what time Peter's mother expects him home?" Johnny thought for a moment, "His curfew is less important than Sarah's bedtime, I know it's the school holidays but she should be winding down now and getting ready for bed..." 'Well, from what I saw before I came down she's definitely ready for bed but I doubt it is to go to sleep!' "...shall I run up and tell him it's time to go home?" 'Panic!' "That's okay darling, you sit there, I'll make you another coffee then I'll go up and tell them it's time, it's getting dark so I'll walk Peter home, make sure he's safe!" Johnny grinned at me, "Remember to take a few condoms with you, just in case Peter is as bad as his father, or in case you bump into his father on the way!" I pulled my dress back on, found dry knickers, not red to match the dress, just boring white ones. I'd have to go back to boring 'normal' dresses tomorrow, the red one was the only really sexy dress I owned and it desperately needed washing. It was twenty past nine when I went up to Sarah's bedroom, "Hey you guys, it's almost nine thirty, I think..." I stopped in my tracks, Sarah was topless but then I knew that, I'd heard Peter taking her T-shirt off but I wasn't ready for the sight that met me as I turned into Sarah's bedroom, her back was arched right off of her bed, she was gasping through a powerful orgasm as Peter's hand worked at high speed between her legs, he had two fingers buried in her pussy and his palm was slapping her clitoris as he was putting so much effort into masturbating her. I just stood there, Peter had yanked his hand out from between Sarah's legs and he had flicked her skirt down to cover her lower body. "Hey, don't do that, I haven't finished drawing that bit yet!" I spun round to face Dawn; she was depicting her sister's fall from grace in pastel shades in Sarah's sketch pad. The drawing wasn't quite photo quality and Dawn had at least drawn the picture with her sister's head tilted right back but Dawn's picture was perfect in every other detail. Sarah was panting her climax down, she had pushed herself up onto her elbows so she could look at Dawn's drawing. Fortunately Peter had his shorts on when I got there but from Dawn's drawing he obviously didn't have them pulled up when she started her drawing. "God Sarah, it's a good job I'm not your father; I don't think he'd appreciate walking in on you two doing that in front of Dawn." Dawn pricked up her ears, "I asked them to do it mummy, I wanted to do a life drawing of them!" Peter passed Sarah her T-shirt and then turned to me, "It's my fault Mrs. Clark, I'm sorry, I got carried away and, well, Sarah told me not to do it but I couldn't control myself!" Sarah finished pulling her T-shirt on, she placed her left hand on Peter's right arm, "You don't have to take the blame Peter, mum, it's my fault, Peter wanted to, well, you know what boys always want to do but I..." Sarah paused and blushed, "...I got him off first with my hand and then I asked him to...you know...do what you just caught him doing to me!" Well, I had to be honest, Peter offering to take the blame for everything in case Sarah was in trouble with me raised him up in my estimation a mile. "Sarah, where are your panties?" Sarah blushed again, "They were wet, they're under the bed I think!" "Well, they'll never get washed under your bed will they, you'd better get some clean ones on and take the wet ones to the laundry basket. Peter, can you take your empty glasses down to the kitchen and wait for me down there please?" Peter almost ran for the door followed by Sarah heading to the bathroom to deposit her panties and to wipe her cunny dry with toilet tissues. "Dawn, you know that it was wrong for you to be in Sarah's bedroom while she and her boyfriend needed their privacy and although your drawing is very beautiful, you can't show it to anyone, not even your father and you can't tell anyone what they were doing either, not ever!" "Oh mum, I need a life study for school for my art project." "You have seven weeks to do a life drawing before you have to go back to school, I'm sure that you'll find a more suitable subject to show your art teacher." "I'll make a deal with you, if you let me draw you and Sarah in bikinis, either posing together or separately then I won't need 'Fall From Grace'." "You've already named the drawing!" "That was one of the titles from this year's A-level art exam, another was 'Holiday' and another was 'Car Wreck'. I don't fancy drawing a wrecked car so it's holiday or fall from grace. My teacher wanted to compare and contrast my drawing with some of the A-level art work; he's trying to convince our headmaster to put me forward to the Art Academy in Kettering next year so I don't have to go to the comprehensive like Sarah!" "We'll talk about it another day, okay?" "Tomorrow?" "We'll see!" I followed Sarah down the stairs, Peter was sitting in the kitchen waiting for me and I put a restraining hand on Sarah's shoulder to hold her in the living room with her father while I went to talk to Peter. He looked terrified especially when I took him out into the back garden, "So Peter, anything you want to tell me?" "It really was all my fault Mrs. Clark. Sarah kept saying no but I kept trying to get her to do more, I'm sorry!" "Peter, I'm not angry, I'm a little disappointed in how far Sarah let things go, especially when Dawn was in the room. I realise that it is in a boy's nature to push a girl into doing things that she might not want to do but it is your responsibility to stop once the girl says things have gone far enough. Do you understand me?" "Yes Mrs. Clark..." "Peter, you make me feel very old calling me Mrs. Clark, you can call me Victoria or Vicky if you like." Peter smiled at me and then he looked down at his feet. "I thought I'd blown it earlier when I was bragging to my father, the trouble is, I've heard my dad brag about women so often that I thought that was what men did, when I saw Sarah's face when she saw me bragging it broke my heart, I didn't expect her to want to talk to me ever again, she gave me a real telling off out here I can tell you and I promise that I won't brag about any girl ever again." "I saw the two of you earlier; I saw that Sarah would rather put your fingers into her body than let your lie stand, I think I'd have taken you to everyone you'd bragged to and listened to you as you told the truth but that would have made you look stupid in front of your friends and family. I think you're the first boy my daughter has felt this way for and I'm sure that there will be other boys after you." Peter looked shocked, "I love Sarah, I mean really love her, I've had lots of girlfriends but I've never loved them like I love Sarah. And I promise not to do anything to hurt her; I'll be her boyfriend for as long as she'll have me." "I'm going to walk you home, would you like Sarah to come along as well so you can have a last goodnight kiss?" "God, yes please, if that's okay. Vicky, don't go to the pub tonight, my dad is going to try and do you, he's already told everyone that he's already ...you know, had sex with you. My dad isn't a very nice man to women; he doesn't even hide it from my mum." "It's not good to hide things from your lovers, Johnny knows exactly what your father and I have done together, he's perfectly happy if I am." "Did he know this afternoon when my dad was round here having a drink with him?" "Yes he did." Peter laughed out loud, "Boy my dad is a jerk, he doesn't think your husband knows anything about what the two of you got up to. He's really getting off from thinking he's messing about with you behind Johnny's back." I opened the back door, I could see Sarah's face, she was in the living room, sitting on the edge of her seat staring at the back door, "I'm going to walk Peter home Sarah, do you want to come for a walk as well?" Sarah jumped to her feet, her worried expression changed to a smile. I went in to Johnny and kissed him, "Be back in a few minutes." Johnny just grinned and kissed me again. I walked out into the back garden just as Peter said, "You were right, your mother is the coolest mum in the world. She's even cool with me trying to have sex with you so long as I stop when you say." They hugged and kissed, "Okay you two, break it up, it's gone half past nine, time to get Peter home!" "I don't really have a time to get home Vicky, my dad will be at the pub waiting for you and my mum will be drunk and sleeping on the sofa." "Not the kind of thing you should tell people about your mother Peter. And it's more Sarah's bedtime that I'm interested in, she would usually be in bed by ten o'clock on a non-school night but her father and I would prefer her to have a thirty minute calm-down time before bed." "Oh, sorry, you're right, of course you are, thanks for letting us walk together." We walked towards Peter's house, the route took us past the pub, there were around ten men standing outside the pub smoking. The pub had a huge sign outside proclaiming that they were showing the European football matches on a big screen TV. Peter muttered, "The big match must have finished!" When the smokers started cheering and jeering at me I wished I'd worn my jacket, I wasn't expecting anyone to be out and about at that time of day and just walking along the street was making my tits wobble like ten pounds of jell-o on each side of my chest under my overly thin dress. Mark heard the commotion, looked through the window and raced out to catch us up. As he wrapped his arm around my shoulder the smokers cheered as if Mark had just scored a goal. We just walked along chatting, Mark's arm around my shoulder and Peter's arm around Sarah's. Mark tried to kiss me while we were still in sight of his mates outside the pub but I pushed him away. We turned onto the road where Mark and Peter lived and I allowed Mark to kiss me, I ended up pushed against a wall while Mark's hands explored my body while Sarah and Peter were just a few feet away. I took Mark's cock out of his trousers and started to masturbate him, Peter took Sarah a few more feet away to a spot where they couldn't see Mark and me. Mark tried several times to fuck me as we stood there kissing while I was rubbing his cock but I refused him again. I was pushed down onto my knees in front of him and once again I sucked Mark's cock, this time we were right out at the side of the road where anyone could see us, Sarah and Peter both looked round their corner and saw what we were doing. I made as quick a job of getting Mark off as I could and once I'd swallowed all of his spunk I collected Sarah and guided her back home, fortunately another match had started so the outside of the pub was deserted. "Did you like doing that to Mark?" "It's okay, Mark would rather have had full sex with me but I didn't want him to so I had to compromise, do something to keep him happy that was short of full sex." "Is it okay for me to do that to Peter?" "Well, probably not something you should just offer on a plate but if he's getting serious like his father was with me it's the lesser of two evils, just remember if you do it, don't brush your teeth for three hours before or after, use mouth wash after to kill the taste and any germs." When we got in home I checked the time, "Right Sarah, up to bed, make sure that Dawn is in bed, you can have twenty minutes reading time before lights put!" Sarah kissed us both and ran off to bed; Johnny smiled up at me, "How did it feel walking around the village dressed like that?" "It was a turn on, the smokers were outside the pub in force, so at least ten men saw the way I was dressed, they made a lot of noise about it too, attracted Mark Green's attention and he walked home with us." Johnny was in the kitchen making us both a coffee, his head appeared around the corner, "And?" "Well, as usual he wanted to fuck me and as usual I turned him down, I ended up sucking his cock for him again." "What about Peter and Sarah?" "They were around the corner, they didn't see much." Johnny dragged my panties down again and pushed my backside against the kitchen table and fucked me once again, by the time he climaxed I was sitting in a puddle of sweat and we were both very sore, "I need to find some sort of soothing lotion, all this fucking is making me sore." Johnny laughed, "Me too, I've never been this sore, well not since our honeymoon and that wasn't over use so much as new to the game!" "What would you think if I wanted to invite the blind guy from the home round for Sunday lunch tomorrow?" "Sounds like a good idea; we have a lot to thank him for." "Will you take the kids out after lunch so I can read the story I've written to him? If you'd rather I didn't I could go to the home on Monday and read it to him!" "You'd be better reading it to him tomorrow, don't forget you have the kids all day on Monday, there's no school!" "God yes, I forgot all about that." "What if the old guy gets so turned on that he wants to fuck you?" "Would it bother you if a sixty year old man wanted to fuck me?" Johnny thought about it for a moment, "We'd better lay off the sex for a while, I'll try and find the 'Aspercreme' in the medicine cabinet, we could both do with using it." I phoned Ray at ten o'clock in the morning and asked if he'd like to join my family for lunch. He thought that would be nice but thought he'd be intruding on our family time together. When I pointed out that I had written his story, the one about him meeting his girlfriend for the first time but that I would have difficulty getting out during the week because the kids were starting their school holidays for the next seven or eight weeks he was more interested in coming to lunch, even more so when I pointed out that Johnny had promised to take the kids out so I could read my story to him. I put the lamb joint into the oven early, they call it lamb but just from the size of the joint I knew it was mutton and would taste much better if it were cooked long and slow. At twelve o'clock I went round to the home to collect Ray. As we walked down the lane leading to my house Ray said, "I've brought one of my Viagra pills with me, how long do you think your husband will keep the kids out of the house?" "Why?" "Well, I have no idea how long it will take to get hard, actually, no idea if it will actually work for me but if I do get hard it might be several hours before the effect wears off!" "Well, I'm not sure what he's got planned but I think my daughter's boyfriend is playing football after lunch, that will be the best part of two hours, do you think you'll need longer than that?" Ray took the blister pack out of his pocket and popped the small blue, rhomboid shaped pill into his mouth as we walked along the street. The tent in his trousers was well pronounced by the time we got to my house just twenty minutes later, Ray was amazed that he'd gotten his old friend back, he of course didn't see that all four of us were staring at the huge pole standing up in front of Ray's trousers. As soon as lunch was finished Sarah helped me to wash the dishes. "Mummy, Ray seems to have a big, erm, you know, thing, it looks un-natural just standing there like that." "Well, Ray had just been prescribed some new medicine by his doctor and that's the effect it has on his body, it should go away all by itself in a few hours." Sarah looked at me suspiciously, "Is he going to the park to watch the football like that?" "Well, Ray can't see so there would be no point in him going to the park with you, daddy and Dawn would it, I'm going to read to Ray a little while you're out watching Peter on the park." Peter chose that moment to knock the kitchen door. We'd just finished washing and drying the dishes so Sarah was ready to go, she whispered, "Do I have to wear my bra?" Sarah had happily worn her bra around the house all morning but now that Peter was here she wanted to take it off. Mark's smiling face passed the window, he came into the kitchen to say hi and I gestured to the living room, "Johnny's in there, do you want to take a couple of beers through?" I handed Mark three half pint cans and he swaggered his way into the living room, when he saw Ray sitting there he looked disappointed, he handed Ray a beer and said, hopefully, "So, Ray isn't it, are you coming over to the park to watch the kids playing football?" Ray thanked Mark for the beer and smiled in his direction, "No, Victoria is going to read to me for a few hours before she takes me back to the home!" Mark looked even more disappointed, Sarah had pulled Peter through to the utility room, the door hadn't closed properly so I watched as Sarah pulled her T-shirt off over her head, she turned her back on Peter, "Can you undo my bra strap for me?" Peter grinned happily at her request and flipped the clasp on the back of her bra. Sarah dropped her bra in the washing machine and turned to face Peter, he filled both hands with her breasts as he kissed her, she gave him five minutes of fun time before she pulled her T-shirt back on, "Okay?" Peter nodded his head like some kind of fool and they both walked out of the utility room with broad grins on their faces. I went through to the living room having just put all the dishes away, Dawn was sitting two feet away from Ray and she was scribbling away at her sketchpad, she was drawing Ray's profile, just a head and shoulder drawing but as usual it was almost photographically realistic. "Dawn, did you ask Mr. Costello's permission to draw him?" "No!" "Dawn, it's very rude to draw someone without their permission." Ray chuckled as Johnny shepherded Dawn, Sarah and Peter out of the house, Mark whispered, "Pity!" as he walked past me heading for the kitchen following Johnny and the kids. "What's a pity?" "Mark was hoping to pop back to try and fuck me, I've shot him down three times already." "Really, why?" "He's the village Casanova; he's fucked just about every woman in the village between nine and ninety!" Ray laughed, "Hopefully not the delightful Sarah or Dawn!" "No, and so far all he's got out of me is oral sex and a few wanks!" "God I hope that I'm going to get more than a wank out of you today!" "We'll have to see!" I got the laptop out and started reading Ray his own story, well, his story but as interpreted by me so it wasn't exactly the same as it happened in real life." As I read Ray undressed me and himself, I had to keep breaking off my reading when he kept insisting on prodding my mouth with his cock. It took around forty minutes to read the story and when I got to the end Ray clapped his hands, "Very good, even better than I can remember from real life, now, if you let me fuck you, I'll tell you one of the many stories about my wife and I swinging with our friends." We fucked in the living room, Ray climaxed ten times but his cock never went soft. We fucked in lots of different positions but I kept my eye on the time. I insisted on both of us being dressed by the time the football match ended so that we were ready when the kids came running into the house. Our village team had won again, Peter was a defender so he hadn't scored a goal but he had taken lots of battle scars during the ninety minute match. Mark had left the park at half time, apparently one of the other wives had shown up and Mark had wondered off following her. I washed and tended to Peter's wounds on his legs and as I saw to his injuries his cock sprang to attention in his shorts. "You could really do with a bath, is your mother home?" "No, she's over at my grandparents." Sarah was at my side and she had a very hopeful look on her face. I offered Ray my arm, "Johnny, why don't you take Dawn over to your parent's house for an hour, meet me back here at four o'clock!" Johnny didn't need telling twice, he was out of the door in a flash, pushing Dawn ahead of him, "Sarah, why don't you take Peter to the bathroom, I'm going to lock the door and take Ray to the home, we'll be gone about an hour, make sure that Peter has finished his bath by then, you know the rules, don't answer the door to anyone, you understand?" Sarah nodded her head, she looked so excited that I thought she was about to burst. There was a sudden pleading look on her face, she wanted to ask me something but I had Ray holding my arm. "If you absolutely have to have something you'll find them in the top drawer on my side of my bed, I'd like to think that you didn't need to though!" Sarah smiled and nodded her head. Once out of the garden Ray giggled, "Condoms, you were telling Sarah where you keep your condoms, am I right?" I just chuckled, "Why Victoria, you have come along so far in just a few days!" "Yes I have and I have you to thank for it Ray. I'm going to tell Johnny that you fucked me today but I'm not telling him about what we did during the week." "Good idea but are you sure you want to tell him though?" "He'll taste you when he gives me oral when he comes back from his parent's house at four o'clock!" "My taste may have worn off by four o'clock!" "Not if you cum in me again at three forty-five!" Ray grinned and started to walk faster.
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