ERG
by Rose Eastmann

I'm Emma Rose Green. Fourteen years old and not having a very good life so far if I'm honest with you, well that was until the summer holidays were approaching and everything changed over night.

A little about me and my family first, I'm tall, at least a foot taller than any girl in my year at school, I'm no good at netball, that would make me at least accepted at school, I'm often called the stick insect by the other kids, I have very slim hips and am absolutely flat chested, when we get changed for sports some girls complain to the teacher that they think I'm a boy and should get changed in another room. So I go through school being bullied, ignored or worse made fun of. Home is little better, my mum is thirty and dad's thirty-one, they can't stand each other and I'm often in the middle of a fight, well not often really, my dad goes to the pub every night, he comes home at ten, has a cup of tea and goes to bed at ten-thirty every night, as soon as my dad goes to the pub my mum hits the wine, not huge amounts but by ten she us in bed, if my dad is around the house my mother goes to her sewing room to avoid him. So, until that summer my life was very lonely and very miserable, I had to spend most of my time inside my own head and space, I'd do my homework in my bedroom listening to music and after, I go to bed without seeing either my mother or father all night. I didn't have any friends to go out with or round too, my mother, if she were sober, would never let me go out to hang on the street, I had to have someplace to go that she could check up on. My life was so bad that I actually enjoyed doing laundry and ironing as they gave me something to do, I didn't like cleaning as it brought me into too much contact with my mother. I blame my situation on the fact that my dad 'tricked' my mother into sex and got her pregnant on her first try, her life totally ruined, she spent the rest of her time on earth making everyone else's life miserable too.

It was the last week of term, my birthday had just passed and I was fourteen, I wasn't looking forward to eight weeks of being stuck in home all day with my mother bitching at me, my dad would have been at work, he never took time off to go on holiday in the summer as it would mean spending time with my mother, and I thought me, he usually used all of his annual leave in single days to go fishing, fishing was his hobby, something he could do all on his own.

My fathers brother, Uncle John was visiting, a very rare thing to be honest, he didn't like my mother and she made it very obvious that she didn't like him at all. He asked me if I had plans for my holiday, I just shook my head. "How's you handwriting these days?" I was surprised by his question, "Not bad I think!" John handed me a piece of paper and told me to write "I love you Uncle John, and I'd love it if you could get me a summer job to stop me going out of my mind with boredom!" In my usual handwriting, I did as he asked; he smiled at me, "Better than anyone I've seen all week!" John went to talk to my father and then he came back, "Your dad said it's ok for you to come to work with me during the holiday if you want to!" I just thought it was my dad's way of getting me out of the house as much as possible. Nothing more was mentioned and the school term ended, that last week didn't stretch to the Friday, the term was due to end on Thursday, some might think that unusual but not as strange as the next term starting almost nine weeks later on a Wednesday, the term ended with me being spit-balled by my fellow students as I left the school grounds, a typical end to a typical term.

When I got home there was a note from John, "Emma, pick you up at eight in the morning!" I had forgotten all about my uncle's offer of work, or more I thought that he had forgotten that he had asked me. I woke at six, very excited and a little worried, I took a shower, checked through my clothes, I had shorts, leggings, skirts and dresses, loads of t-shirts but no blouses apart from my white cotton school shirts, I realised that my clothes all looked too young, I decided on a school shirt and navy skirt, it was warm enough not to need a coat, then it came to underwear, I was totally fat chested so not only didn't need a bra, but couldn't even wear one, if I did put one on, as I walked along it would ride up and end up looking like a crazy bow tie under my chin. I found a pair of bikini panties, white cotton with double gusset, not the kind I would have to wear for school, they had to be full knickers, anyone undressing for PE or games caught with anything other than white full sized knickers on would be sent to the headmistress office and would get a letter sent home asking our parents to check we were correctly dressed.

I was pacing up and down the street outside my house for fifteen minutes before John arrived on the dot of eight o'clock, as we drove to the office where John worked he talked to me, I couldn't tell anyone I was fourteen, he had told his boss that I was seventeen and in the local sixth-form college. I understood why he had done that but didn't like the thought of lying to people.

The work was really easy, the people nice, although a little eccentric, John was a lab technician and worked for three scientists who were busy trying to invent the next great thing. I didn't understand much that they were doing, I didn't need too, they were moving to larger premises and needed someone to catalogue their inventions, most were mechanical things, new type of pen, small solar powered robotic lawn mower, that kind of thing but one of the scientists liked working on pharmaceuticals, he was a biologist, botanist and had a PhD in physics and he liked to work on projects that combined the three interests. That first day was just to meet the people John worked for and to get a feel for the place. I was shown the store room where the projects were kept that needed to be catalogued, I was shown the filing system where the notes were kept, I had to write up card's for a 'card-ex' system, the project name, the location of the project and the location of the project notes, as I went through things I would write them up and move them into boxes and place the boxes in to a container to be shipped on to the new office, it looked like it could be deadly boring but the three scientists were so funny, funny mainly because of their eccentricity but they were also brilliant. I wrote up five projects and started the 'card-ex' system, the large container looked silly with just five little stout cardboard boxes in it but it proved I could do the job and everyone came in to look over the cards I had written, and all made comments on how clear my writing was.

John asked me if I could go home on the bus as he had plans for after work, I didn't mind as I needed to know what bus I had to catch to get back to the office the next time. John gave me twenty pounds and I looked confused, "To pay for busses and things and to pay for your dinner!" John had arranged for my salary to go to him and he was paying me, I didn't have a national insurance number and if things were done officially, the company would need a permission slip from school for me to work. John was getting ten pounds an hour for my time and I would get six-fifty of that as John had to pay extra tax and national insurance on the money he was paying me.

Friday evening was just the same as every other evening, we all ate our dinner in silence, I washed the pots and my dad went to the pub for the evening, as soon as he was gone my mother settled down to the TV and a bottle of Hock, I went to my bedroom and listened to the radio while reading a book, my mother came to bed at ten and my dad came home at ten fifteen, I popped down to see if he wanted me to make him a cup of tea before he went to bed, "No it's OK, you pop off to bed, I'm use to doing my last cup of the day myself!" And I went to bed, I heard him come up at a little after ten-thirty, it surprised the hell out of me that they still had a double bed, they seemed to hate each other totally, I never saw them kiss once as far back as my memory went.

I was woken up at seven on Saturday morning, there was a loud crash as my mother threw something at the wall, I think my dad had left his mug on her side tabled the night before and it was my mother's way of reminding him that she didn't clean up after him. Dad had decided to go fishing and they were arguing as he packed his stuff into his fishing basket. I decided to slip out under cover of fire; I dressed in a white cotton shirt and navy skirt with the last pair of white cotton bikini panties, I was off to work on the bus. It didn't even cross my mind that the place may not be open on Saturdays, I knew my uncle didn't work Saturdays but that didn't stop others surly. As the bus pulled out of town it did dawn on me that I should have checked before I went all the way across town but if they were closed I'd just spend the day in town looking at what I could spend my salary on.

The container in the car park was locked and the main entrance to the building was closed, I stopped half way across the car park, I was going to return to the main road to get the bus into town when I noticed one car was in the parking space behind the container. I tried the door and it opened, I walked slowly through the building, it looked deserted, I got to the lab and spotted Jim hunched over his workstation, it looked like he was looking at his note pad really close, I cleared my throat, "Erm, is it OK to come in to work today?" Jim jumped up with a start, "I'm sorry if I startled you!" Jim checked his watch and looked out of the window, "No! It's OK, I fell asleep, I've been here all night, good thing you came in or I may have slept all day and I have to finish this off before Monday!" Jim looked around the desk and smacked his lips together a few times, "Any chance of starting the day by making us a coffee?" "It's OK to work today then?" "Yes, you know when we have to move, it's up to you how and when you work, just so long as it's all done in time!"

I spent the morning working studiously through twenty projects, stopping only to make Jim a coffee every hour on the hour, he was working on a solar powered water purification unit for Africa that the BBC wanted to profile it on breakfast TV on Monday if he ever got it finished in time, "When you go out for dinner would you pick up a jar of canal water for me please?" I thought that the lack of sleep must have gotten to him but I said OK, I'd be going for lunch in twenty minutes after I made him his one o'clock coffee. I noticed a small box in the store room, it had ten jars in it that looked like cold cream, I took the box into the office I had been given to work in, I found the file that matched the project number, the cream was an abandoned project, they had made the ten jars of cream to run a trial, my eyes almost popped out of my head when I saw what the cream was for, it was to be part of a man's treatment during the sex-change process, it was designed to help with the secondary female sexual characteristics, it had enzymes, hormones, vitamins and plant extracts that would soften the skin on a man's chest, stop his hairs growing, chemicals would be absorbed through the skin to promote breast tissue development and growth, counteract his natural testosterone, make his balls shrink and soften his voice while raising the pitch, I wasn't interested in any of that, apart from the breast growth, it was the main thing that I hated about my body, that I had no breasts, that and the fact that I was so tall. I read all the notes, the trial had been stopped after only one man and one day, there were unreported and unexpected side effects, written in pen across the bottom of the last page was, "Keep for ten years then destroy!" The date was almost fifteen years ago; I guessed that they needed to keep the cream for a reasonable length of time in case the guy that had tried the cream took legal action. I popped into Jim with his coffee and showed him the notes, he looked them over and told me if I found the cream to put it in the safe disposal bin and just file the notes, mark the card that the cream was destroyed.

I went back and marked the card, then I took the box of jars to the locker room and stashed them in the bottom of my locker, I took the only open jar into the bathroom, I opened the jar and looked in, it had two trails in the surface of the jell like someone had drawn two fingers across its surface, I put the jar to my nose, there was no smell apart from the smell of antiseptic, the kind of smell you would expect to find in a medical preparation. I took a deep breath, the side effects had been unexpected and in a man, I wasn't a man, I hoped it wasn't anything serious, I unbuttoned my shirt and opened it, the notes had mentioned massaging the cream all over the chest paying particular attention to the area expected to form the breast mass. I didn't need to rub the cream all over, only around where I wanted my breasts to grow. It all started out OK, I dipped two fingers in the cream and started to rub it all around my areola, after I had coated the area around both sides, where I had wanted to se my breasts grow I started to use both hands, I had intended to miss my areola and nipple out of the treatment but as I started to use both hands to rub the sticky jell into my skin I lost control totally, I had been squeezing my chest harder than I had meant to, and I had rubbed the cream in all over including my nipples, I lost fifteen minutes, totally out of my head rubbing furiously, there was a knock at the bathroom door, Jim was asking if I was in there, I washed my hands quickly, as I looked in the mirror I noticed my chest was bright red, it felt on fire and my nipples, usually totally flat and unresponsive, was standing out a quarter of an inch from my totally flat chest, I buttoned myself up and flushed the toilet, as I left the bathroom I apologised to Jim for taking so long in there, I had to hide the jar of cream behind my back as Jim rushed past me to get to use the toilet.

I popped the jar in my handbag and hung up my lab coat, Jim walked past me once more, "You'd better hurry or you'll find the shop closed, its Saturday you know!" I asked him if he needed anything, he smiled at me, "You thoughtful woman, any kind of sandwich please!" Jim pushed his hand into his pocket and dropped a pile of change into my hand, "I'll see you in an hour, don't forget my canal water please!" And then Jim was gone, I walked to the door, before I got to the car park I was breathless, I started to worry that the cream may be so powerful that it was giving me a heart attack. When I got my breath back I walked slowly to the road, I realised something, every fibre of my body was screaming out at me, well not my body but my skin, the cotton shirt that I had worn every day to school without feeling a thing was now rubbing against my chest and felt like sand paper, where my skirt was rubbing against my bare legs that felt like rough material too, and as I took steps there was a feeling between my legs that I had never felt in my life before. I had to run across the road to get to the shop, just running thirty yards had me panting again, I realised that I was having an orgasm; I hadn't ever had one before in my life, I had experimented with myself in my bedroom before but only light touching and rubbing between my legs, nothing bringing me even close to the point that I was at from just running thirty yards.

The shop had one cheese and pickle sandwich and one ham left, the woman serving behind the counter was about to close up for the day, I brought both and she put them in a carrier bag for me, I left the shop and put the zip-lock bag with the sample jar and pair of latex gloves into the carrier bag and took out the ham sandwich, I took the ham because I didn't much like cheese, I took a bite of the sandwich, it was amazing, the bread was soft I could see that but in my mouth it felt very hard and grainy and when the ham got through to my taste buds it tasted like it had mustard on it, I opened the bread to look, just bread, butter and ordinary ham but in my mouth everything tasted so different, felt different, I looked in a shop window, I could see that I was blushing a deep red, I also saw that my nipples were showing through the cotton shirt even though there were breast pockets, I pulled the neck of my shirt forward and looked down, my face may have been red but nowhere near as red as my chest, then I noticed out of the corner of my eye that a man who had been in the shop was standing staring at me. I decided to go the canal and eat the rest of my sandwich, I started out walking at a normal pace but had to slow down considerably as I was driving myself mad between my legs and across my chest as the material rubbed me and my thighs rubbed together. I was walking like an eighty year old instead of a teenager; at the canal bridge I stopped and looked around, the man from the shop was standing a few feet behind me looking in a shop window. I went down to the canal and sat on a bench to eat my sandwich, the taste was as before, it seemed that my senses were heightened, giving me a lot of pleasure but there was downside too, the smell coming off of the canal was diabolical. I looked up from my sandwich and the man from outside the shop was standing under the bridge leaning on a metal barrier that had been set up to stop people falling in the water where the width of the path was restricted by the bridge.

To the right was the bridge and a tarmac path that led to the back of the building I was working in, to the left was just a line in the grass that was worn down by people walking along, the side of the canal and the path opened out into a small park, the man was staring at me as I ate my sandwich, I realised that I was squeezing my thighs together and relaxing over and over again, my body was working on auto pilot trying to keep that sexual high feeling that I had experienced while walking along, I couldn't take the taste explosion in my mouth any longer and decided to throw what was left of my sandwich to the ducks. It wasn't a particularly hot day but as I sat there I was sweating like it was ninety in the shade, I realised that the man was staring at me, he must have seen what I was doing with my legs and that I was on the edge of a climax, as I threw the last of my sandwich to the ducks and dropped the screwed up sandwich bag into the carrier bag the guy walked up to me and sat right next to me, "Hi you look a little hot!" He said, as he spoke he reached over and brushed my fringe from out of my eyes, I froze for a second and as he reached over again, this time to brush his fingers across my cheek, I leaped up and ran to the left as fast as I could, I don't know why I was running away from work, away from civilisation and into the park, maybe just because if I had run to the right I would have had to cross in front of the guy. As I ran along I passed the level of climax I had felt to that point, then my mind went blank for several seconds, I had run almost five hundred metres before exhaustion set in and I fell to the floor, I didn't trip over or stumble, I simply fell to the floor gasping for Oxygen. I was there on my hands and knees for several minutes when the guy that had caused all my problems walked up to me, "Are you OK? Can I give you a hand?" I looked up, he had his hand out towards me, I took it and let him pull me to my feet, "You look terrible!" I gave a sarcastic grin and said, "I got a fright, what do you expect?" The man was looking me over closely, "You look like you need a drink!" I was sweating profusely and my mouth was dry, "Are you taking drugs or something?" My face turned serious, "What do you mean?" "It's just that sometimes if a person is taking ecstasy the get very dehydrated and should take plenty of water!" "I'm not taking drugs but I am thirsty!" The guy looked all around and then said, "You can get a drink at my place, it's just over there on the road opposite the park gates!" I looked at my watch, I only had twenty minutes left of my lunch break and work was almost two kilometres away, "I don't have time; I have to get back to work!" "What are you doing here anyway?" I took the zip-lock bag from the carrier bag and held it in front of me; "I'm supposed to get a sample of the canal water for work!" The guy took the jar and the latex gloves from the bag, he walked to the waters edge and scooped some water from the canal, "You're not going to drink this are you?" I shook my head, "They need some dirty water at work, that's all!" The jar was sealed and he placed it and the now dirty gloves into the zip-lock bag, "Are you sure you won't come for a drink with me?" I shook my head, "Sorry, I really have to get back to work!" Then a wave of naughtiness washed over me, "Maybe next time I'm this thirsty at lunch time I'll take up your offer!" I smiled as I said it, "Well you'll usually find me at home at this time of day, number fifty-five, just over opposite the park gates, stop by and give me a knock, any time!" He smiled back at me and I walked away towards work, I started walking gingerly as before but the feeling between my legs had subsided, it still felt sensitive but not nearly as sensitive as before, apparently all I needed was a climax so powerful and mind blowing that it made me pass out to make the effects of the cream wear off, well not ware off, just attenuate to a more reasonable level.

I handed the water in to Bill along with his sandwich, he took a bite from the bread and brought the jar of dirty water to his lips, I grabbed at his hand, "It's not coffee Bill, It's the canal water you asked me to fetch!" Bill just held up his cup and smiled at me. "Guess I need sleep more than I thought!"

The afternoon passed without further incident and by six o'clock I had catalogued forty assorted inventions, potions and gismoes, all boxed, card-ex filled in and safely locked in the container in the car park.

I got home at seven o'clock, mum and dad were fighting, I don't know if dad had been fishing or if they had spent the whole day arguing, I slipped in between them, did a simple meal for the three of us and took mine to my bedroom and ate with my music playing, I fell asleep to the sound of Tupac in my bedroom and WWII being re-enacted in the kitchen. I woke up around ten thirty, I realised that it was my father coming to bed that had woken me up, I looked at the jar of cream, the instructions had said three times a day but if I put some on here and got the same feelings as earlier I wouldn't be able to do anything myself to make it ware off, then it hit me, I stripped off and looked at myself in the mirror, my chest was still a little red, my nipples were still standing out about ten millimetres away from my body, I couldn't see any difference in my chest, apart from the nipple, but I wanted to give it a good try, I was desperate to grow my breasts and would have risked anything, I put on a pair of my school gym knickers, the kind that were like blue surge passion killers, then I rubbed my chest with a little cream again, just like earlier, as I rubbed I lost control, had no recollection of time or what I was doing, then as if in a dream I saw myself in the mirror grinding my hands hard as I could into my chest. I managed to stop myself after almost thirty minutes, I pulled on my air-tex running vest, I always thought that the air-tex material was soft, very soft, it was designed to minimise jogger's nipple but as I pulled it down over my body it felt like pins were sticking out from the inside of the vest.

I walked carefully down the stairs, to stop my father hearing me and also because every step was like an electric shock through my system. In the street I had to decide which way to run, to the left was town; I would be running along past pubs that were still 'chucking-out' and takeaways, restaurants and the like with people, I opted for the right, there was the recreation ground there, ten football pitches, three tennis courts, it was a mile and a half around the inside of the fence, I jogged off slowly to the right, In the one hundred and fifty metres to the car park entrance I had to stop twice because of mini climaxes, I ran along the side of the road leading to the car park, I kept stopping after every two or three orgasms. I was catching my breath at the side of the car park when I noticed two cars parked by the spiny that surrounded the car park on three sides, I was curious, I walked slowly towards the cars, I knew the area well and knew that there were footpaths all over the spiny, I took one and arrived at the side of one of the cars, there was a man and woman in the car, both totally nude and fucking away for all they were worth, "Lovely ain't it?" There was a man in the darkness about a metre away from me, he must have heard me in the darkness and assumed that I was another man like him, I noticed the car window was open, "You want her?" I didn't answer, there was no way I could have sounded like a man and if he thought that a fourteen year old girl was standing next to him, especially only wearing two items of skimpy clothing, he would probably flip into a rape frenzy on my ass! "Shy type eh! Well excuse me if I take my turn!" I watched as the man slipped up to the car window, his cock suddenly appeared in the light inside the car. The woman took hold of his cock and started masturbating him, I guessed from what I could see that he was about twice my dad's age, not so much a dirty old man as a dirty very old man, the couple in the car were late twenties, after fifteen minutes the woman turned over and knelt on the seat, her partner in the car began fucking her from behind, she lifted her head and took the guy standing outside the car's cock in her mouth and began to give him a blow job. I decided to slip away while everyone was occupied.

The running vest was irritating my chest area, especially my nipples, so I decided, as it was totally dark in the recreation ground that I would take my top off and jog along topless. I reached the end fence having had several orgasms but I kept stopping before the mind-blowing stage, I wasn't running for my life so I couldn't push myself beyond the high level of sexual excitement while there was no danger. I picked out a tree on one side of the sports field and the edge of the spiny on the other side and began using them as an oval circuit with the back fence and started to jog, I was trying to push myself on to the major climax that I hoped would turn on the sexual attenuator that would mean I could sleep tonight. I ran for almost an hour having small to medium climaxes every few seconds, I was exhausted but each time I took a step I could feel that sensation between my legs that only a major climax would put to sleep. I heard a man shout out "Brutus, here boy, Brutus, come back!" I could see the man, he was at the far end of the field, still in the zone of orange light from the streetlights beyond the fence, then I was knocked to the ground by a Great Dane dog. The dog was trying to mount me, I was too tired to fight it off, the dog was probably too strong for me to fight off anyway, I decided that there was only one way to make the dog lose interest in me, I knelt as still as I could and I reached back, the dog's fore legs were straddling my back and his cock was stabbing against my left buttock, Brutus was trying to skip his hind legs around far enough to line his cock on my, well my lower body, I finally found his cock and wrapped my fingers around it, Brutus then started to hump into my fingers, I soon felt his knot pressing against the side of my hand, I allowed my hand to open enough for his knot to slide in, then I grasped it firmly and tried to keep my hand still as the dog fucked my hand, better my hand I thought than my pussy or worse the other hole that was down that end of my body. Brutus finally spasmed every muscle in his body as he shot his sperm all over my back and hips, all the time he was fucking my hand his owner was shouting his name, as soon as Brutus had finished cumming in my hand he pulled away and ran back towards his master. I knelt there for ten minutes getting my breath back.

It was too late to mess about, almost twelve fifteen, I could be up all night if I didn't do something, I put my mind to it, cleared all thoughts from my mind and started to run full pelt, the mini climax washed over me, then a medium one, and another, I willed my body to ignore everything and run faster, as fast as I could, it took twenty minutes but eventually that mammoth climax washed over me and I fell on the floor gasping for air. I was so totally exhausted that I couldn't even make it onto my hands and knees, I was lying flat out on the cold wet grass, I opened my eyes eventually, I had run too far, I was close to the road, lying in a puddle of orange light, I was still topless so I tried not to move and draw attention to myself as I slowly brought my running vest to my head, as I pulled it over and down my body the shirt felt like sand paper against my skin as I pulled it down, eventually I got my strength back enough to stand and walk towards the entrance, I was dying for a drink of water, I should have remembered from earlier and brought a bottle of water with me to drink, "You OK over there?" The voice was familiar, it was the man from the car park who I had watched getting a blowjob from the tart in the car. I just waved my hand, I was hoping that in the partial light he would mistake me for a boy and leave me alone but he didn't, he waited for me at the gateway and I watched as his face lit up when he realised I was a young girl. "You look like you could do with a drink of water young lady!" "I'm OK, I only live across the road!" "No you don't, you're Colin Green's daughter from the house opposite the Asian shop, that's about half a mile away, you look like you need a drink now, I'm only three doors down from the park, come on, I won't bite you!" Well he seemed to know my father so he couldn't be all bad, I went with him to his house, I knew that even in broad day light it would be dangerous to go with a stranger to his house, and this was doubly dangerous as it was in the middle of the night but on the other hand he had just had sex in the park so he wouldn't be desperate.

I stood in his back garden and took a glass of water from him and finished it in one go, "I'm Tony, I was at school when your old man was there, and your mother too!" He took the empty glass from me and refilled it, "Why don't you come in and get your breath back?" I reluctantly walked in his house and followed him into the parlour. I sat on a dining chair and drank a little more water, "You look like you desperately need a shower!" I smiled, "Yes I stink!" I thought that I must smell bad, my nose was working overtime, I could smell the musk of my own sweat and I could also smell Brutus's drying spunk on my side and all over my gym knickers. "You could have a shower here if you like, if you have a shower at home you'll probably wake your mum and dad up and they probably likely to ask you where you got to at this time of night and what you did to get so smelly!" He said it with a smile on his face but I knew he was serious. "I have some spare clothes here that will fit you I'm sure, you could have a shower and get changed and I'll wash your shirt and knickers ready for you to collect at anytime, I was suspicious of his motives but it would be nice to have a shower and get out of these smelly clothes. I needn't have worried about his motives, "I like young girls and boys, my hobby is taking pictures of them here in my own studio, you may know a few of them!" He passed me a dozen pictures, at least two were girls I knew from school, not as they are now at fourteen but when they were a lot younger, they were totally naked and posing for the photographs with broad smiles on their faces, "You recognise them don't you, so you know I'm no monster or rapist, they are all still happily at school, no problems, I never force myself on girls or boys!" He passed a few more photographs, this time naked boys, this time I recognised only one of the boys, he was fifteen now but again the picture was taken some years earlier. Tony popped out of the room for a few moments before returning with a few items of clothing, there was a t-shirt, short skirt and very small thong, "Here, these should fit you, and you can keep them too!"

I took the clothes to the bathroom, fortunately it wasn't up stairs it was beyond the kitchen on the ground floor, it seemed somehow safer than going upstairs in a strangers house, I checked out the door lock, just to see if it was the kind that could be opened from the outside, then I checked for holes in the door and wall, eventually I stripped off and had a nice hot shower, I avoided getting my hair wet as much as possible so that drying myself was easier.

The t-shirt was a little on the short side for me and the skirt was much too short, I ended up showing off a lot of midriff, the thong must have been for an eight year old as it was so small that the side elastic cut into my hips but at least I felt dressed.

When I returned to the parlour Tony held out his hands for my dirty clothes, I tried to keep hold of them, I could easily wash them myself but Tony was too persuasive, I'd love you to come back sometime to collect your stuff, maybe you'll let me photograph you next time you come. "You didn't ask me if you could take my photograph this time!" "I know, but this time you're too suspicious, so you'll say no, hopefully, eventually you'll trust me enough to take simple pictures of you, and eventually, who knows!" He passed me another picture, this time it was one of my school friends with a boy and they were clearly having sex, "I can arrange for him to meet you here if you like him!" Tony had a grin on his face as I looked at the two youngsters fucking for him to photograph that made me feel uneasy but not threatened, Tony was too open and above board to really be threatening.

I made my excuses and thanked Tony for the water, the use of his shower and the new clothes and left. I walked home quickly, just as earlier in the day, it felt wonderful to walk with all the new sensations coursing through my body but not as intense as it was just after using the cream. I slipped into my room as quietly as I could but I still woke my father, I jumped into bed fully clothed just as my dad opened my bedroom door and looked in, after he was happy that the house was safe he went back to bed, as soon as it was safe I changed into my nighty and went to sleep very soundly.

I spent a quiet Sunday at home, doing all my chores, washing everyone's clothes and doing the ironing, this time I didn't mind the work as it kept my mind off the cream, there was no way I could use it three times a day as I would never be able to 'work off the effects' of the cream in broad daylight, it would have to wait until after my dad got back from the pub and I'd have to slip out again and run in the sports field. The work didn't take my mind off of my chest completely, every few minutes I would pop into my bedroom and open my shirt and look, there wasn't anything to see apart from the slight redness but I could feel slightly more bulk around where I was hoping my new breasts would grow, I didn't try it but I thought that if I put on my training bra now it would stay in place for the first time in my life.

I made the mistake of putting the cream on my chest at nine thirty and by ten o'clock I had spent thirty minutes in agony, every time I moved an inch my body crackled like it was full of static electric. I was so eager to leave for my run that I decided to go out before my dad got home from the pub, I heard my mother go into their bedroom and I pushed two pillows under my duvet to look like I was in bed sleeping, then I got a timer from the kitchen and plugged my radio and bedside lamp into it, I set it to turn off at ten thirty so that my dad would see it and hear it when he got in and then it would be off and quiet when he came up to bed.

I walked to Tony's house to collect my gym knickers and running vest, he offered me a drink, beer, whisky, or wine if I wanted it, I was so on edge from my heightened sensations that I didn't think it would be a good idea. I used Tony's bathroom to change, I knew instantly that my gym knickers weren't mine, because I wore the knickers for gym and games at school I had to have my initials written on the label sewn into the seam, these knickers were brand new, the running vest was mine, initials and all but it was washed and ironed perfectly. I challenged Tony and he blushed at being caught out, he had a zip-lock bag with my dirty knickers sealed inside, he asked me if he could video me signing my name on the outside of the bag in permanent marker, I wasn't really dressed to be filmed but as Tony was really so nice I let him film me signing my name and looking in the camera lens giving a sexy smile. By ten thirty I was in the park running towards the back fence once again, as soon a I was out of the light I pulled my running vest off again to let the cool air hit my chest and cool the fire a little and stop the vest rubbing against my sensitive nipples.

I ran for an hour when I heard a man calling out Brutus's name once again, I dropped to my knees and curled into a ball waiting for the impact of the dog missile coming at me from the darkness. Brutus found me in a flash and jumped on my back again, he was faster at finding his mark this time and was trying to push his cock through the material of my knickers, I gave him my hand again and let him get off in my palm once again, and again he shot his load all over my back and the back of my gym knickers before running back to his master. I picked up the pace once again and started to run without thinking about the sensations running through my body and eventually once again I fell to earth out of my head with delirium of the climax and the shear physical exhaustion of the running and the gasping for air caused by the constant climaxes.

I made my way back to Tony's place, I made sure that he wasn't in the car park, there were no cars there tonight and when I called out his name there was no reply. When Tony saw the state of my gym knickers again there was a broad smile across his face again, "And who did that may I ask?" "A guy called Brutus!" Tony laughed out loud, "You mean that monster dog that belongs to Paul Gamble?" "I don't know the owners name but I've met the dog twice and it's very insistent when he catches me in the park!" Tony was still laughing like a drain, "Paul's a drinking buddy of your old man! So what do you get up to with old Brutus then?" I held my hand up and wiggled my fingers and Tony nodded his head, "His cock would rip you in two if he actually caught you with no knickers on!" Then Tony's expression changed, "You want to earn twenty quid?" "What would I have to do for twenty quid?" Tony thought for a moment and said, "No, you wouldn't do it anyway!" I smiled inside, he's using reverse psychology on me I thought, "Come on, I might want twenty quid!" "I want to film you taking off your gym knickers and put them in a bag and sign and date it for me, do that and I'll give you twenty quid!" I thought about it for a minute, forty-eight hours earlier I would have shouted "No!" Over my shoulder as I ran out of the house, hell, I wouldn't have been in the house in the first place. "I don't really want anyone filming me with no pants on to be honest not even for twenty thousand quid!" "What if it's only from behind? Just let me film you pulling your gym knickers down from behind and then smile at the camera as you sign the bag, I won't show anything from your front!" I thought about it again for longer this time, "OK! For twenty quid!" Tony set up his video camera, he moved me into place under the main light in the room, then I pulled my pants down as he filmed me, I popped them into the zip-lock bag and sealed it closed and then signed and dated the bag as I smiled for the camera.

Tony turned the camera to the wall, "You want to make that twenty into thirty quid?" "How?" "Do for me for ten quid extra what you did for Brutus for free!" "You want a wank from me?" Tony nodded his head, "Twenty quid extra and it's a deal!" Tony smiled broadly. "OK! But if I'm paying twenty quid I want a little more!" "I'm not letting you do me for twenty quid, I'm still a virgin!" Tony shook his head, "No, all I want is a wank but you have to be totally naked and sit on my knee for ten minutes before you do it OK?" I nodded my head, I know I shouldn't have even thought twice about doing anything like that but my mind wasn't my own since I used that cream, "OK! I'm ready to earn the money!" Tony stripped off totally; I wasn't shocked or worried about it because I had already seen his cock the night before. Tony sat in a comfy chair and pulled me onto his knee, my automatic reaction was to put my hand over my pussy, Tony grabbed the bottom of my running vest and pulled it off over my head, the feeling as the material grazed across my nipples was electrifying, if Tony had asked me if he could put his cock inside me I would have said "Yes please!" but he didn't, instead he sat rocking back and forth with me on his knee, I felt his cock grow hard against my back, after ten minutes I asked him if he wanted me to do it now as I should be getting home soon. You can use your hand now or if you trust me I'll do all the work and promise I'll not try to actually fuck you this time! Do you trust me?" I thought about it, he knew my dad and so my dad would know him too, I didn't think he would do anything to upset me so I nodded my head. "OK! Hop off my knee!" Tony led me to the dining table and got me to bend slightly forward and hold on the table's edge, Tony positioned the camera and tripod so that it was filming from just behind me, then he got some Vaseline and rubbed it all over his cock and came up behind me, as he touched the head of his cock between the backs of my legs I opened them slightly, "No, keep your legs closed tight as you can and keep as still as you can!" Then he pushed slowly forward, as the head of his cock slid between my tightly closed legs the head brushed along the valley of my bottom and along the slit leading to my pussy hole. Tony reached around and put his fingers on the side of my face, he pushed so that my head turned back towards him and he kissed me as he slowly pulled back out. To get the right angle Tony had his knees bent and it must have been a little uncomfortable for him because as he sped up his fucking movement in and out he slowly stood up. He brought me off twice just by the friction of his cock rubbing along the outside of my pussy, I thought as he was fucking me and I was standing on my tip-toes that if I tilted my hips forward slightly as he pulled his cock back, then when he pushed forward it would slip inside me properly and make the feeling even better but suddenly my feet were off the floor and all of my weight was resting on Tony's cock, he was close to climaxing and he let my face go so that I could look down and watch as his spunk shot out from between my legs and on to the floor beyond. The last few jerks of Tony's cum were left between my thighs, when he put me down again there were rivers of cum mixed with petroleum jelly running down each side of my legs. "Bet you wanted me to fuck me properly near the end didn't you?" I just smiled at him, he must have done something like this to many, many girls before me, he knew exactly what he was doing. I showered and dressed in the clothes I had left home wearing, Tony gave me a silk blouse that he had brought for me as a present, he was that sure that I would come back after yesterday.

I tried to get to bed as quietly as possible, I was in bed before I heard my father out in the hall, he didn't look in my room this time so I guessed it wasn't me moving about that had woken him, he passed my door and went into the bathroom that was next to my bedroom, after a few minutes I heard strange noises and my dad sounded like he was having a heart attack, I put my ear against the wall, I could hear lots of movement and my dad gasping for air. I rushed out of my bedroom and burst into the bathroom thinking my dad was ill but he was standing over the sink with a girly 'mag' in front of him and he was tossing himself off, he looked devastated when he saw me there, I had caught him masturbating, his face had been slightly red from the exertion of masturbating but now his face went even redder at being caught. He tried to hide his cock from me but it was so big that he couldn't cover it properly with his hands. "Why are you doing this?" I asked, "Please go back to your room!" "No way! Why are you doing this? Wanking off in the bathroom!" "Go back to bed, you're too young to understand!" "Why didn't you get mum to let you do her if you were so horny?" Dad laughed out loud, "Me and your mother haven't 'communicated' as husband and wife since you were conceived darling!" I thought about it for a while, "A man shouldn't be forced to do himself like this!" Then I moved forward, I pushed his hands away from his cock and started to rub my hand back and forth along its length, it wasn't as easy as I had thought, the angles were all wrong, I could hardly get on my hands and knees and tell him to come at me from behind but eventually I got on my knees in front of him and managed to get a reasonable masturbating action going. I knew my dad wanted me to stop but as soon as I got in my stride he stopped trying to resist me. After a few minutes he started grunting and again tried to get me to stop but I pushed his hand away, "Stop, I'm going to cum!" I just started to massage him even harder and faster, dad arched his back, bent his knees slightly and as he stood back up he fired off his first salvo of spunk, it arched away from his cock-head, right over my head before falling to earth and leaving a thin trail of sticky cum in my hair and down the front of my nighty. There were five huge spurts, mostly hitting my neck or nighty before his cum was just dribbling out of his cock as I pulled my hand along its length slowly. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry darling; I'm disgusting I deserve to die right here and right now!" I pulled my nighty off over my head, I was still kneeling in front of my father, I used my nighty to wipe his cock clean and was about to drop it in the laundry basket but changed my mind. I looked up at my father, I smiled at him lovingly, "Next time you need to get that off your chest just come into my room and I'll do it for you anytime you like!" My dad shook his head; "I'll probably never do it again for the rest of my life after this!" I chuckled and stood on my 'tip-toes' and kissed him on the cheek, "You say that now but just remember my offer, it's nothing to me to help you like this, no problem at all!"

I took all the dirty laundry down to the utility room and threw my nighty and the rest of the coloured clothes in to the washing machine, my dad was standing behind me holding his dressing gown closed, watching me move about in just my knickers, I had a naughty thought and pulled my panties down and threw them in the washing machine too and stood totally naked in front of him, I heard him gasp when he saw the small triangle of hair between my legs, "If your mum caught me looking at you like this she'd have me locked up!" "Well we can't let her find us then, please, remember if you need me to help, just come in and I'll do it for you happily!" As we walked up to bed my dad had his hand resting on my shoulder and I kissed the back of it as we went up the stairs.

Work on Monday morning went by very fast, I started making coffee for everyone so that the projects could all go on without interruptions and I still managed to catalogue twenty two items, at lunch time I took orders from everyone and ran to the shops to collect the food, I didn't count that time as my lunch break though so as I walked down the canal bank I had a full hour, I was starting to regret not using the cream before I went outside, I had started to look forward to the effect the cream had on my body but I knew that I needed to be careful where I used it in future, I ate my lunch as I walked along the canal path, I didn't really have a plan in my mind but as I walked quickly along the path I got that now familiar feeling between my legs, the pleasure it brought me made me walk faster until I was jogging along and almost reaching a climactic peak. When I reached the park beyond the road bridge I remembered the offer of a drink the week before, I found the house and knocked the door, the guy's face looked a picture when he saw me standing there, he was shocked and then he suddenly broke out in a huge grin. "I've come for that drink you offered me!" He invited me in, "I'm Gary, Beer, Wine?" I shook my head, "I'm too young to drink alcohol!" Gary's face changed, "How old are you?" "Fourteen!" "No bloody way! There's no way your only fourteen!" I nodded my head; Gary's face had a very disappointed look on it now, "Are you still a virgin?" I nodded my head again, "And I'm not planning on changing anytime soon!" "Then why did you come, you must have known that I wanted sex with you!" I shrugged my shoulders; "If you want to get off I'll use my hand for you!" Gary smiled again, "You offering to give me a hand job?" I nodded my head; he slipped next to me on the sofa and kissed me, "You willing to get naked too?" I checked my watch, "I don't have long but sure!" Gary looked disappointed again, he wanted the pleasure of un-wrapping his latest toy but because of time constraints we both just undressed ourselves. We settled down on the sofa together and I started to massage his cock, long slow up and down strokes, his cock was hard before his trousers were off but as I moved my hand up and down it grew a little longer, a little fatter and a little stiffer. Gary started kissing me all over my face, mouth and chest, his hands began to explore all over my body, one hand stopping to play with my very excited nipples, first gently rubbing and then lightly pinching until moving on to pinching tight and rolling between thumb and forefinger, hurting slightly but a pain that was soooooooo nice, his other hand moved all over my lower body, rubbing and touching every inch, eventually as my hand movements were getting faster and harder his fingers eased my legs apart, he was rubbing his fingers along my pussy opening, again a feeling that made me purr like a kitten, he turned his hand slightly and started to dig his finger inside my vagina, I leaped off the sofa, "I'm a virgin! Nothing can go inside!" Gary held up both hands and apologised, he pulled me down by his side again and started kissing me again, both hands went right back the where they were, this time just massaging the outside of my vagina, his kisses became more passionate as he got closer to his climax, then he pushed his tongue into my mouth, I accepted it and sucked the tip gently, he pulled his head away, "You said nothing inside! Does that mean I can't use your mouth?" I thought about it for a moment, then I smiled as I realised he was asking if I would blow him off, I didn't have any feelings one way or the other about oral sex, I had seen the woman in the car do it to Tony on my first night of liberation, "I'm not sure, never done it or even thought of doing it!" I was looking closer at his cock now, leaning forward over his body, I was trying to see if there was any reason I might not want to suck it. Gary rested his hand on the back of my head and eased my head down towards his cock, when I was about ten millimetres away I stopped allowing him to press me down any further, I was still undecided, "Why don't you just taste it? If you don't like it then you don't have to do it!" I noticed that as I pulled my hand to the top of his cock there was a ball of pre-cum forming in the eye, I stuck out my tongue and licked the tip of his cock. The taste was quite disgusting but not as bad as, like, broccoli or liver, I held my head there while I was thinking if I was going to offer to do it or not, then Gary pushed my head down again, this time with more force, I could hear his breathing was speeding up and getting shallower, I didn't have long to make up my mind, he lifted his hips to make contact quicker, at first I kept my lips closed tight, then I just allowed him to push the head of his cock into my mouth. "Rub the tip of your tongue over the head!" Gary gasped, I did, I also took a deep breath and formed a vacuum in my mouth as I licked, my hand moving even faster now, squeezing slightly harder too, "I'm cumming!" Gary warned me, I tried to pull my head off of his cock but he had my head in a vice like grip, my mouth was suddenly full of disgusting slimy cum, it was bitter and salty but at the same time slightly sweet, I was glad that I hadn't used the cream, the increased sensitivity it gave my senses would probably have made the taste of Gary's cum too much to bare. Gary seemed to cum a pint; it was all I could do to swallow it all without choking. When Gary finally eased the pressure on my head he took a handful of my hair and pulled my face to his, he kissed me and forced his tongue into my mouth, I gagged a little, I felt sick him doing that to me after cumming in my mouth. I was about to remonstrate with him about being so disgusting but I noticed the time, Gary passed me a coke to take the taste away as I dressed as fast as I could. I was grateful for the coke though; it made my mouth feel so much better. I dashed from Gary's house without further comment, he stood at his front door calling after me, "Come back tonight, come again tomorrow, wait, you didn't tell me your name, your telephone number, where you work, anything!" And then I couldn't hear him anymore.

I was so late that I had to run all the way to work; when I got there I was just in the middle of a delicious little orgasm, even though I was almost five minutes late I waited outside until the shiver running through my body subsided and I could breath a little easier. My afternoon went much the same as my morning, coffee for everyone once an hour and I managed to sort out fifteen of the slightly larger projects, the container looked about half full, it gave me a lot of satisfaction to know that I had half filled the space all by my self. Just before six o'clock John came in and sat on my desk, I was just finishing off the last card-ex card of the day, "Sorry about last Friday, you know, not taking you home after I brought you here, I was on a promise!" "Errr! John, you remember that you're my uncle!" John laughed, "No Emma, from nine in the morning until six in the evening I'm your employer!" John laughed again and was about to slide off of my desk when he stopped, "You know you look different?" "How?" "Not sure, more grown up, older, sexier!" I felt my face colour up to a crimson red, "John. Remember you're my uncle please!" "It's hard to think of you as my niece when you look like that!" John winked at me and smiled, I wasn't sure if he meant what he had said but it made the butterflies in my stomach work overtime.

On the bus ride home I took stock, just four days ago I was a totally naive girl, I hadn't so much as kissed a boy seriously in my life, now just four days later I was a woman, I had seen three men naked, masturbated four males, three human and one dog, and I had seen two women being fucked and watched Tony getting a blow through the window of a car, life had moved very fast in just four days.

We ate dinner in silence as usual, my mother could barely hide her contempt for my father as we ate, it was made worse by the fact that my dad kept looking over at me and smiling. I smiled back but it wasn't unusual for me to smile, it was totally out of character to see my dad smiling when he was at home. I washed the pots, I expected that my dad would have already left for the pub but when I walked into the living room I was surprised to see that my mum and dad were sitting in the living room together, my dad smiled at me again, "You want to order a video or something?" He asked me, "You not going down the pub tonight?" I asked. He shook his head, "Not tonight, I thought I'd have an evening with my daughter for once!"

Mum got to her feet and stomped out of the room and up to her sewing room with lots of 'puffing' and 'panting' as she went. As soon as mum was out of earshot my dad burst out laughing. We cuddled up on the sofa together, dad kissed the top of my head over and over again, his hand was resting on my hip, if I hadn't wanked him off the night before I wouldn't have thought twice about us sitting like that, well apart from the fact that he didn't sit in the house long enough to sit like that usually. I was on edge waiting for him to slide his hand down my hip and onto my bare thigh but he just sat there kissing the top of my head. I made him a coffee, I didn't bother to ask my mother if she wanted a drink, I spotted that her bottle of wine was missing from the fridge as I got out the milk.

While my dad drunk his coffee I slipped up to my bedroom and massaged a tiny amount of the cream into my breasts, at a guess I used less that a quarter of the quantity I had put on before, I took off my panties, if my dad rested his hand on my hip again he was bound to feel the difference, I also swapped my navy work / school skirt for the micro mini that Tony had given me the first time I met him, I was giving all the signals I could that I was available for my fathers pleasure, I only hoped that he was a good reader.

As I walked into the living room my fathers cell phone rang, he had a short conversation and then said, "Dam!" One of his drinking buddies needed a hand with something heavy and to borrow some of my dad's tools. "I'm sorry; I really wanted to spend the evening with you today!" Then his face brightened up, "You want to come with me, meet one of my alcoholic buddies and who knows, you might get the chance to make coffee for me and my friend!"

We didn't really need to use the car to get to my dad's friend but it had all of his tools in the boot, we arrived at a house very similar to our own, dad knocked the door and a man came to open it, there was a sudden barking from inside the house, "Quiet Brutus!" the man shouted out, Tony had said that Brutus's owner was a drinking buddy of my dad's. "Hi Paul, I hope you don't mind I brought my daughter with me as we were supposed to be spending a father / daughter evening together!" "If she doesn't mind Brutus, I think there must be a bitch in heat close by; he's been misbehaving for days now!" Paul apologised that he couldn't put the dog in the back yard, as the dog would escape especially the way he'd been acting for the past few days. As my dad was helping Paul to build up a wall unit Brutus was trying to hump my leg, I sat on a dining chair as the dog kept washing my face with his massive tongue, "I can't even put him in another room unfortunately while he is like this, he'd rip the place to pieces in seconds!" I saw that my dad was getting uncomfortable and the cream was starting to take effect on me, not the overwhelming need to climax but I was on edge and needed relief, I wish I had stopped long enough to put my knickers back on before we left home.

"Can I watch TV please mister Gamble?" Paul looked surprised but said, "OK, there's a TV in the front room!" I took hold of Brutus's collar to lead him into the front room, I didn't have to do that, Brutus wasn't going to let me out of his sight until after he had his jollies. Once the door was closed behind us I knelt on the fireside rug, Brutus was on my back in an instant, I managed to push him off and pulled his head down between my legs, he started to bath my pussy with his tongue; it felt much better that running until I climaxed. Brutus went to town on me and I reached back and did the same for him, only using my hand instead of my mouth on Brutus. We managed to make each other cum in about ten minutes flat, I didn't have anything to wipe my hand on to get rid of Brutus's cum that was dripping from my fingers so I closed my eyes and licked my fingers clean, there was a huge sticky line across the rug too but I couldn't do anything about that.

I walked back into the back room, "There's nothing on!" My dad looked back at me, Brutus was lying on the floor at my feet, licking himself well between his legs, my dad saw his 'lipstick' retracting as he licked it clean. It didn't take the two men long to finish the wall unit and mount it on the wall.

"How did you calm Brutus down?" My dad asked as we drove back towards home, I just held my left hand up and wriggled my fingers, "He's just a man, and like any other man, when he has his needs if he doesn't get relief he'll go nuts!" "Do you think it's wrong that I'm so turned on right now thinking of you wanking off that huge dog?" I checked my watch; mum would still be up, "You want to take a little detour?" I directed my father to the car park at the recreation ground, and to the opposite side of the car park to where I had seen the cars parked before. My dad saw two other cars with their interior lights on and he reached up to turn ours on but I stopped him, I knew that the light would attract someone like Tony, I had noticed at least two other men hung around the park at night looking for fun with the car owners. Even though my dad hadn't turned the lights on I could smell Tony's aftershave, he was just outside the car, I could have wound my window up but I decided to leave it, I opened my dad's trousers and started to massage his stiff cock, he started to tell me how turned on the whole dog thing made him but I stopped him, I didn't want Tony to hear something like that. I spent some time getting my dad close and then I turned and knelt on the seat and started to suck on his cock, as soon as I did I felt Tony's hand through the window, he was feeling around my pussy, when he tried to put his finger inside I wiggled my bottom and then sat back onto my calves so that Tony couldn't touch, then I got up again, Tony got the message and just contented himself with rubbing my pussy from the outside, he was so good though that he still managed to take me to a huge orgasm which took my dad totally by surprise as he knew nothing of what Tony was doing to me, Tony suddenly stopped and smacked my bottom twice, reasonably hard, I lifted my head from my dad's lap, he was so close to his climax that he groaned when I stopped, "No, baby, please don't stop now!" I wasn't really listening to him though, I was looking at a silhouette slowly creeping down the road to the car park, a car was driving along without it's lights on, I noticed a roof bar with little pods on it, it was a police car trying to sneak into the car park under cover of darkness, if we had the interior light on Tony wouldn't have seen it, he wouldn't have been able to warn me, and I wouldn't have seen it either. I reached the light and turned it from 'door' to 'off'. I opened my door and told my dad to get out of my side of the car, he was still desperate for his climax but he did as I asked, doing his trousers up as he went along, I bent down and pushed a twig into the valve of the car's front near side tyre, there was a loud hissing and the tyre went flat. "What!" I stopped my dad mid word and pulled him into the spiny, I knew the paths well but only in daylight, fortunately I caught the smell of Tony's aftershave again, if anyone knew the paths at night it was Tony, I followed closely behind Tony dragging my dad along after me.

All hell broke loose behind us, blue and red lights flashing and spotlights playing from the roofs of three police cars, Tony led us to the fence and a convenient hole through to the road beyond. I stopped Tony and thanked him, "Do you have a pump for car tyres?" Tony nodded, I dragged my confused father along behind me, I was actually in front of Tony and led both men to Tony's back yard. Tony searched in his shed while I found his hidden door key and opened his back door and turned the kitchen lights on, my dad jumped in surprise when he recognised Tony from his school days, he started a conversation about how he didn't even realise that they lived so close to each other, "OK, you two you can reminisce after dad gets the car back, now go on, get the car and come back here!" My dad walked back to the park with Tony's foot pump to re-inflate the tyre. Tony and I went into the parlour, "You want me to wank you off again?" I asked, Tony smiled, "Or do to me what you were doing to Colin in the car!" I smiled this time, "Don't you want to use my thighs again?" Tony thought for a long while, "No, I won't be able to promise this time not to fuck you and you're not ready for a cock in you just yet are you?" I looked down at the floor and shook my head, "Well then, lets be friends and you see if you can get me to cum in your mouth and drink it all!" I was still busy sucking Tony's cock when my dad got back, not because I was bad at sucking him but he kept stopping me when he was close to his climax, he didn't want to finish off before my dad got back, I knew full well that he wanted my dad to see me sucking his cock but I didn't mind at all, well apart from the jaw ach it was causing me.

There was a knock at the back door, I went and opened it, I was totally nude which caused my dad to stop with a start, "It's OK, I'm still a virgin; I'm just having fun that's all!" My dad followed me into Tony's parlour; he was even more shocked when he saw Tony, naked with a huge hard on that was still glistening from my saliva. Tony sat on the edge of the table; he pulled me over to him and pushed his fingers into the ever present pot of Vaseline and spread it between my thighs, "Why don't you get undressed and try out her soft thighs?" My dad was a little reticent but I smiled at him and told him I wanted him to do it, I watched as my dad stripped, he was hard before his trousers hit the floor, I turned to face Tony, bent forward and took his cock in my mouth and as my dad slipped his cock between my thighs I squeezed them together tightly to increase the pressure. Dad wasn't half as skilled as Tony in the 'getting a girl off' stakes, he was looking after his own need without thinking of mine, when Tony did this to me he put as much effort in keeping pressure on my pussy as on his own cock, dad hit my pussy hard several times which gave me a kick each time but there was no real pleasure in it for me, I tasted that Tony was close when he said, through gasps for breath, "Perhaps she'll let daddy slip inside and get all this precious 'virgin' thing out of the way!" I felt dad speed up his fucking speed and slipped one hand off of Tony's cock and down between my legs, I caught the head of dad's cock as it popped out in front of my thighs and pushed it upwards, as dad fucked in and out I put the upward pressure on my pussy, Tony put his hand on the back of my head and started pushing down, I was gagging as the head of his cock hit the back of my throat and I tried to pull my head back up but Tony wasn't having that, he just pushed down harder, just as he fired off the first shot of cum into my mouth he pushed down extra hard and forced the tip of his cock head into my throat, I felt a slight burning sensation as his hot cum jetted down my throat and directly into my belly. As Tony fired off I could hear that my dad was close to his climax too, I wanted Tony to finish off quickly so that I could get round to sucking my dad too, I felt three huge jets of cum in my throat before he pulled out slightly, he finished his climax off in my mouth, my throat hurt too much to want to try and swallow Tony's thick load but I still wanted to finish my dad off with my mouth if I could get down there in time. I broke away from Tony's cock, turned and dropped to my knees in one movement, my dad's cock head was, unfortunately, covered in a thick coating of Vaseline so I didn't want to put it in my mouth but I did open my mouth so that, as I finished him off with my hand, he could fire his cum into my mouth, as my dad saw my open mouth with Tony's cum still filling it he lost his composure and started to fuck my hand wildly, some of dad's spunk hit in my mouth but more of it washed over my face and down onto my chest.

Tony waited until my dad finished climaxing over my face before grabbing me under my shoulders, he dragged me to my feet and forced our lips together, again I felt a little disgusted by a man wanting to taste his own cum in my mouth but this time it was doubly gross because I had my dad's cum in my mouth as well as Tony's. I still hadn't climaxed, my body needed one, though this time, because I had used much less of the cream I was more able to control my body, I think if I had used the same amount of cream as the day before I would have been humping the arm of the chair at that point. We all sat around still naked, Tony and my dad were drinking beer and I was drinking a coke, Tony was pumping my dad for the story of why he and my mother didn't get on anymore, I had let that nugget of information slip out to Tony some time earlier.

Dad was sitting on Tony's sofa, I was at his side, curled up on the seat with my head in my dad's lap with Tony sitting opposite us in a comfy chair, my dad told Tony and me exactly how I was conceived.

"I had been at work for almost a year, got an invite from one of my mates to his sisters leaving school party, most of the people at the party were a year younger than me, Rose was there, I knew her from when I was still at school, she was a year below me but I knew, like all the other boy's at school that she liked to get drunk and when she got drunk she became friendly! Well, I was in the queue for the bathroom that wasn't moving at all, I realised that there would be an en-suite bathroom in a house so large, I hunted it out and as I went in the bedroom Rose was stumbling out of the en-suite she was obviously eighty percent of the way to being wasted. I knew her reputation so forgot all about my need to pee, I risked trying for a kiss and she was happy to respond, we tumbled onto the bed and kissed passionately, I pushed her skirt up and pulled her knickers to one side and got down to fingering her, one thing lead to another and I ended up on top of her, her legs were closed and my knees were on the outside of her legs. I managed to get the head of my cock into her pussy and she seemed to like the feeling as I poked it in and out of her about a half of an inch to an inch deep. I was getting close so I lifted my legs so that they were on top of hers and used my knee and hands to force her knees apart, I dropped between her legs and as I did my cock shot fully into her in one go. Rose went wild, I thought she was climaxing and I fired off within a second. I eased myself up slightly and she started to kick and punch me, she called ma a bastard, she told me that she was a virgin and that I was a total bastard, I pointed out that I was a virgin too. When I stood up there was a large brown stain on the front of my jeans from her cherry bursting, also the back of her white skirt had a large red stain and when she got off the bed there was blood on the coats that were covering the bed when we got on it. She left the party in tears and I didn't see her again until three months later when her parents turned up on my doorstep to tell my parents that I had 'raped' their daughter and left her pregnant. Both our parents are strict Catholics so there was no option for abortion and there was no other choice than for me to marry her!"

It came as a little bit of a shock to me to find out that my dad had thought about aborting me but I guess they were both very young, too young to know what was best.

"We married just two months later, my parents changed my single bed for a double as we had no money to buy a place of our own or even rent somewhere. I'm sure Rose wouldn't have ever shared a bed with me if we had our own place but there was no choice, We were married and she was expected to share my bed, but we never had sex after that first time at that school leaving party, Emma was born three months after the wedding by caesarean section, so as far as I know, my cock is the only thing that ever went into Rose's pussy in her life, she has a phobia about it even though she has had Thrush about fifty times in the last fifteen years she still won't put even a finger in herself, perhaps that's why Emma has a thing about nothing in her pussy, not the 'virginity' thing but her mother screwing her mind when she was a baby!"

As my dad spoke I felt his cock start to twitch against the side of my head and I turned so that I was kneeling on the seat at the side of him and I took his cock in my mouth and started to suck him, I was doing as good a job as I could, I wanted to try and suck him to a climax without using my hand on his cock-shaft. Tony started to pull me off the sofa, he didn't try to break the connection between my mouth and my dad's cock, he just turned me gently and pulled my legs so I was standing on the floor bent almost double so that I could carry on sucking my dad. "Sounds to me, as an outsider, your wife could do with a dam good fucking, she might just come round to realising that it's nice and give you a bit from time to time!" Tony said as he sat by my fathers side, he was rubbing the fingers of his left hand all around my pussy, hitting my clitoris making me jump a little, he smiled and began working more pressure above my magic little button, "Emma, let me put my finger in you!" I shook my head without releasing my dad's cock, Tony took me to a climax that made it difficult for me to keep contact with my dad as I gasped in oxygen to feed every muscle in my body, "Let me just put my finger in a little way!" I shook my head again. Tony got his pot of Vaseline and dipped the middle finger of his right hand in it and as he massaged my clitoris to build up another climax in me he started to rub his greased finger around my bottom hole, I could feel my dad getting closer to his climax, he must have guessed what Tony was doing with his right hand, "Emma, please let me put my finger in!" I shook my head again, then Tony pushed the tip of his middle finger into my bottom helped along by a thick skin of Vaseline, I stopped sucking for a moment, I could have moved my bottom from side to side to prevent Tony pushing his finger inside but I decided that it was only my pussy that he couldn't put something in and I opened my legs wider to give him easier access. My dad started to fire off in my mouth as Tony brought me to another climax, massaging my clitoris as he forced his finger all the way up my bottom. As soon as my dad had finished Tony pulled my head up to kiss me again with his tongue forced deep into my mouth.

As Tony kissed me passionately he was still working his finger in and out of my bottom, I felt my dad move round to look closely at Tony's finger action, I felt my dad using both hands to pull my bum cheeks apart to get a better view, Tony broke his kiss, you could let your dad try his cock in your bottom, My dad cuddled close to me, I'd love to try that sometime, I'd try not to hurt you as much as possible, Tony pulled his finger out and told my dad to try it, my father's fingers were slightly thicker than Tony's and it felt slightly more painful as dad pushed his finger in too quickly, Tony pulled my head down to his lap and pushed his cock into my mouth, he kept pushing down until his cock head went into my throat and then letting it up again. "Colin, why don't we arrange a little party at your house, I'll find someone who would love to get your wife into bed, get her all opened up, who knows, can't be any worse than it is at the moment!" As I brought Tony off in my mouth I thought to myself, 'Yes and I can help to turn her on with my magic cream!'

The men made plans to try something the following day, Tony would turn up out of the blue and see what they could get going together, I didn't have much time to get my mother turned on but I knew that I could do my bit.

At breakfast I stood staring at my mother's chest, she was, as usual fully dressed but the top two buttons of her blouse were undone, I knew that her inbuilt insecurities would force her to check what I was looking at, she was gone for a while when she finally asked me what I had been staring at, "I couldn't make up my mind if you had sun-spots on your chest or if they were liver spots!" My mother ran from the room again, I followed her to the bathroom, she was standing in the bathroom with her blouse open, "You must have imagined it, I can't see any spots and I'm too young for liver spots!" I walked in and touched a place on her upper chest, rubbed it gently, "I can't feel anything but down-stairs there was definitely something, you need some of that 'Solar-Derm' cream that Boots do to head off skin aging, I'll pick you some up on my way home if you like!" My mother thought about it for a moment and then said, "Thanks, I don't have time to get out today to go shopping!" Part one of my plan was completed successfully, I had put an idea in my mother's head that she needed to use special cream, she thought that she needed Boot's special cream but I knew my own special cream would do her more good!"

On my way into work I nipped into Boots and picked up two jars of quite expensive 'Solar-Derm' cream, at work I got a Ziploc bag and scooped all of the cream out of one of the 'Solar-Derm' jars into the bag, the Boots cream was after all too expensive to just throw it away. I got one of the nine jars of experimental cream from my locker and carefully transferred it into the Boots jar, the experimental cream didn't totally fill the Boost jar so I added a little of the Boots cream back into the jar and mixed them together carefully. I had another good day at work, I was tempted to call on Gary at lunch time but I knew that he wouldn't let me get away without filling my pussy the next time we met so I ate the lunch at my desk, I applied my special cream sparingly to my breasts and was really glad that I was alone in my little office as the effect kicked in, I didn't mess about, I just dipped my finger into my knickers and rubbed my clitoris until I climaxed.

When I got home I gave my mother the doctored boots cream, she rushed off to the bathroom to begin the application, I knocked on the bathroom door and reminded my mother just how expensive the cream was and reminded her to only use a little of the cream then I changed out of my work clothes and into a dressing gown so that I could shower as soon as my mother left the bathroom. It took my mother almost thirty minutes to rub the cream into her chest and breasts, I knew exactly what she had been doing, the same still happened to me every time I applied the cream, even though I had reduced the amount I applied considerably over the time that I had been using it, applying it still forced me to rub and squeeze my breasts for over twenty minutes each time. I showered, checked my chest for signs of growth, there it was, slight swelling, my nipples were huge but now there was a little breast mass there too, at last the cream was doing what I had primarily wanted it to do, the fact that the cream had totally destroyed my inhibitions, turned me, over night, into a nymphomaniac was an added bonus.

I dressed in mini-skirt and t-shirt, bikini panties and knee length white socks, I found my mother in the kitchen, she looked like she was being driven out of her mind, she was rushing back and forth, she was supposed to be cooking dinner but that had totally been forgotten, her face was bright red and her breathing was laboured, as she rushed about she was squeezing her upper thighs together, trying to generate enough friction to force a climax, as I walked into the room she almost jumped out of her skin, her mind was so focused on that tiny patch of her body covered by the gusset of her knickers. I had taken the precaution of replacing the jar of Boots cream with the unaltered jar, just in case she decided to put more cream on before bed.

When my dad got home he looked shocked at the way my mother was buzzing around like a fly that couldn't settle, I stopped him saying anything, I got him on his own as mother began to mop the kitchen floor for the third time, in the living room I whispered, "You better ring Tony and tell him to come round now before she explodes!"

There was a knock at the front door, my mother buzzed past my dad and me before either of us could leave our seats to go and answer it; I heard the surprise in my mother's voice as she said hello to Tony, she led Tony and one of his friends into the living room, "Look Colin, look who's popped up out of the blue, do you remember Tony from school?" My dad looked shocked and stood up to shake Tony's hand, "What brings you round here Tony?" "I'm trying to drum up support against the councils proposal to cut the spinney on the recreational grounds down and lock the gates at five o'clock in the afternoon, I didn't even know that you guy's lived here, and who is this then?" My father introduced me to Tony and Tony introduced us all to Sam, Sam was one of the rugby players trying to keep the recreation grounds as it was, after all, if they locked the gates at five o'clock in the afternoon his team would have nowhere to practice for their weekend game.

Sam was six foot three inches tall, Afro-Caribbean, and weighed around twenty stone, devilishly handsome with a smile full of pure white teeth, so white that they illuminated the whole room. Mum buzzed out of the living room to put the kettle on. I whispered to Colin that I thought that bringing Sam along with him was a little too far, Colin shook his head, "I remembered something in the middle of the night, your mother had a huge crush on a boy at school, the only black lad in the area, half the girls in the school were after him, your mother led the pack but he wouldn't give her the time of day, he had his pick of the girls at the school, I think that it was him turning your mother down that led her to going with your father that one time!" Tony wanted to say more but my mother buzzed into the room with a tray of coffee.

I watched my mother closely, every time she looked towards Sam she blushed, I also noticed that when she looked at Sam, she looked at his face and then down to his crotch, then spent twice as long looking between his legs as she did looking at his face. My mum, dad and Tony chatted away chatted away about their school days, I was bored, Sam definitely looked bored but every time my mother looked down at his crotch he smiled, he knew that he was going to get a fuck here in this house, and he could feel that it wouldn't be long now.

"Tony, I was just about to nip out to the Indian take away, would you and Sam like to join us please?" Tony shook his head, "Sorry Colin, me and the lad really have to try and get round all the neighbours as soon as possible!" My mother's face dropped, she looked crestfallen that Tony, and more especially, Sam were about to leave, "Surly they aren't going to slash and burn the spinney tomorrow?" My dad said, Tony shook his head, "Well OK then, you get an Indian takeaway, I'll pop home and get some beer, if that's OK with you Sam!" My mother jumped to her feet, "Please say it's alright Sam, we have such a lot to catch up with and this is the first time that we have seen Tony in fifteen years!" Sam smiled broadly and nodded his head.

Dad walked with Tony to the front door, "Take your time getting that meal, take Emma with you, wait forty minutes before you place the order, when you get back just say that there was a huge queue, make sure that the back door is unlocked so that I can let myself in when I get back!"

My dad collected his wallet, my mother had moved to sit by Sam's side and was chattering at him rather than too him, "You coming with me Emma, help me carry the food?" Sam offered to go with him, help to pay for the meal, my mother almost exploded, her hand was on his knee, "No, you're a guest, you stop here and relax!" I saw the smile break across my father's face.

Sam stopped me, "You got any tunes for us to listen too, the telly's crap at this time of day!" I found some of my house and jungle music and gave the disks to Sam to look through and take his pick. As me and dad walked down the drive to his car the windows of the house started to shake to powerful jungle beat music, "Your mother will hate that!" "Oh, I'm not so sure, the vibrations will feel pleasant to her I'll put money on that!"

In the car I put my hand on my father's as he gripped the steering wheel, "We have forty minutes, want to go and park in the recreation ground?" My dad looked worried, "What? After last night, are you mad?" I smiled, nodded my head and flicked the indicator stalk to the right and towards the park. "It isn't very dark yet!" "Don't worry about that!"

In the car park I got my father to massage my clitoris, he drove me into a wonderful climax, then I gave him a blowjob, I couldn't think of a better way to spend forty minutes.

Sam had made his move before we were off the drive, he pulled my mother to her feet and started dancing with her, grinding his thigh and bulging cock against her pubic mound, by the time Tony had returned with a crate of beer my mother was dancing in her bra and knickers, Sam was in just his Jockey shorts. Tony opened a beer and walked silently up behind my mother, he pressed the bottle against her lips causing her to panic a little, she wanted to cover up but between Sam and Tony they stopped her moving, Tony pressed his own hard erection into the small of her back and then she started dancing all over again. Sam in front, kissing her and rubbing his cock against her stomach, Tony close in behind, rubbing his cock against her back, mother kissing Sam passionately.

Tony encouraged mum to finish the bottle of beer off before tony started to work on the clasp at the back of my mother's bra, she did nothing to stop him so long as Sam kept returning her kisses, then tony dropped her knickers and mum stepped out of them as she danced with Sam, then tony stripped totally, he turned my mother to face him even though she was fighting him all the way, fighting that is until Sam stepped up behind her without his jockey shorts on and pressed his erection against her bottom.

Tony lifted mum off the floor slightly as Sam bent his knees and stood up under my mother, Tony eased her down on to Sam's huge cock just as me and dad walked into the room, dad turned the light on and put on his sternest voice, "What the bloody hell is going on here then?" Tony turned his head and smiled at dad, "Sam was just getting to know your wife a little better and I wanted to remember how good she was at using her mouth last time I had her at school!" Then tony smiled and returned to playing with my mother, he was using his fingers to massage her clitoris as Sam's cock slipped in and out of her pussy, Sam's cock liked like it was bigger than my arm but it seemed to slip into my mother's body easily. My dad took several digital photographs of my mother in action, being careful not to capture either man's face while still showing clearly what they were doing to mum.

Me and dad sat at the dining table to eat our meal, tony joined us from time to time in between helping Sam fuck my mother in every conceivable position, Sam even ate some food while he fucked my mother bent over the table and he drank several beers at the same time, my mother was in no condition to eat, she was just a 'puppet on a stick' and the stick was a tall, very black, man's cock. Dad and I left mum being ass fucked by Tony while Sam still had his cock buried in her pussy, mum was still totally out of her mind, we went to Paul Gamble's house, dad asked if he could print a few digital photographs for him, I took Brutus off to the living room to give him relief while dad chatted to Paul about the photographs.

When we had a complete set of pictures of my mother's indiscressions we left Paul, Brutus was totally calm so Paul felt comfortable leaving him in the house on his own, as we parted outside Paul's house he said, "You say the backdoor is open and Tony and Sam won't mind me joining in?" My dad shouted "Feel free!" as we drove towards my grandmother's house, "As soon as the guy's finish with your mother she will skedaddle to her mother, I mean to close that door to her if I can!"

We sat in gran's living room, "I have some bad news about your daughter mum!" Dad passed gran the photographs and her face drained of all colour, it wasn't so much that her daughter was committing adultery with two men or that she could see my face in one of the photographs, fortunately looking shocked instead of smug, it was that one of the men was actually a black man and she could go all week without seeing a black man. "The thing is Vi, I know that now she has been caught, she'll run to you to avoid facing up to things, I still want her to be my wife but if she can find sanctuary here with you then that will be the end, we'll have to get a divorce!" Dad managed to avoid a smile; his downtrodden countenance almost had me fooled.

We left Gran's house and sat in the car just a few yards up the road, I settled down to sucking my dad's cock to relieve boredom for both of us, thirty minutes later and a very nice drink of 'daddy-cum' a taxi arrived carrying mum and two suitcases. Gran opened the door, spat in mum's face and threw the pictures dad had given her to the ground at mum's feet, "As far as I'm concerned my girl, I don't have a daughter anymore, go home and beg your husband and daughter to forgive you!" as the taxi had already left my mother, with sobbing voice begged her mother to at least let her use the telephone to call a taxi, "Why don't you find a nigger in the street, I'm sure he'll let you use his phone to call a taxi for a fuck!" When my gran was riled she was a real bitch, I could see so much of her in my mother!

Dad waited until my mother got to the kerb with her two heavy suitcases, she looked both ways as if she was about to cross the road but she was just looking to see if there was anyone there to help her. God being the cruel bastard that she is, looked down on my mother's misery, smiled and then threw a sudden summer shower down on her, soaking her to the skin, my father waited until the rain stopped before starting the car and driving down to her, he kept the door locked and talked across me, through my open window, they had a long conversation, the longest I can remember hearing them have in my life before. Mum agreed that things would change, she promised my father everything that he wanted, just so long as he took her back, then dad opened the back door and boot and allowed my mother to struggle to put her own cases in the boot, she had to sit in the back of the car, after all I was daddy's girl now, I still had the taste of his sperm in my mouth.

Things did change around our house, if my mother refused my father anything all he needed to do was to take down the two suitcases and hand them to her and she did exactly what he asked, I was still working at the lab, still using the cream to grow my tits, they were coming along very nicely, I was still using running and masturbation to take the sharp edge off of my sexual frustrations, then one day out of the blue my dad told me that if I had a child my breasts were sure to grow even bigger, he told me that he would love to put a baby in my belly and so I finally got over my fear of having something inside my body, I gave my virginity to my father and he, eventually, put a baby growing inside, as soon as we had the proof that I was pregnant I started to share my body with Tony and Sam as well, one day dad told mum to go out for the evening and he arranged for Tony, Sam to come over, we had a party, dad told me to put on extra cream, far more than I had ever used before and as my surprise present was unveiled, my dad had borrowed Brutus from his friend and Tony filmed us as I sucked Sam while Brutus covered my back, because I had used so much of the cream Brutus couldn't leave me alone and each time he climaxed he didn't wait to calm down and dismount he just started humping all over again, I spent hours connected to that dog's belly, my mother even came home while I was still being doggy fucked, dad sent a very naked Sam out to head my mother off, "Take her to bed Sam, have fun with her as much as you like, just keep her out of our hair!"

As my belly started to grow, so did my mothers, we both delivered babies within a few days of each other, mine was a beautiful little girl, the image of her father, mum's was a coal black little boy, he came out of my mother packing quite a cock for a baby. I returned to school leaving my mother to look after both babies, she even wet-nursed my daughter because all of my milk was being pumped out of me for laboratory experiments, the guy's at the lab were trying to convert my milk into substitute blood products, like plasma or factor eight, they even turned the unwanted fat into cheese that everyone who tasted it seemed to like!