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First Published 02 September 2014

Baby sitting
by Isabella

Story Code: M/f, M/F, F/f, First Time, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Under Age Sex Incest, Mum-Daughter

Hi, I'm Victoria, I'm fourteen years old and struggling with school a little, not because I'm thick or anything, it's just that up to year nine, everything was 'taught', no stupid, I know that everything at school was supposed to be taught. What I mean is, a teacher standing in front of the class and talking, with us making notes of what we thought was important, or the teacher telling us to read chapter five of 'Ethel the Aardvark Goes Quantity Surveying' and us writing a short essay on what that chapter meant to us. I could handle that all day long, but in year ten, my year now, things were all upside down. We suddenly had to do what they call 'independent' study, the teacher only gave us a topic or a subject and we had to find out about it on our own.

All the kids that lived in the city either had the internet at home or they lived close to a library with the internet, most of us village kids had trouble getting on the internet, the telephone lines in our area were only capable of what they call 'Dial-up', very slow and very expensive, the phone company kept promising that the village exchange would be updated so that we could all have broadband like they have in the city. So, all of us village or farm kids were falling behind the others, just adding fuel to the name calling that we were all thick from outside the city.

I didn't like kids very much, I disliked kids my own age intensely and younger kids even more. One of my mother's friends was always asking me to baby sit for her, she lived in the city, well, not strictly true, she lived in the town but the city had kind of caught up with the town so there was no real difference between the two anymore. My mother banged on at me for ages, then she said the one thing, well the two things that made me change my mind. They had the internet, so I could do my homework and the kids would be in bed before I got there.

Bethany and Ian were going out with two of their friends who were getting married at the weekend, I had plenty of work to do and the internet would help me no end, they were planning to be back after midnight so, as it was so far away from my house, I would have to sleep the night at Bethany's house. I worked for three hours solid on the internet, I printed out so much stuff that I ran their printer out of paper twice before getting bored and hitting the TV. I was sleeping on the sofa so I made up a bed for myself and put the TV on to watch from my makeshift bed.

I recognised most of their home entertainment system, they had Sky Satellite hooked up to a forty inch plasma screen TV, there was a Blue-ray DVD player and one of those four way HDMI switch boxes, I had spotted the Wii handset detector in front of the TV and so assumed that one was hidden in the cabinet that the TV was built into but I had no idea what the fourth cable linked into the TV. I contented myself with watching something on the Sky movie channel.

As Midnight came round I thought that I had been lucky, ten quid in my pocket, week's worth of work for school under my belt and a great film that my parents would never have let me watch in a million years. I had changed into my nighty before I settled in to watch the film, I had my nighty on but I hadn't put on a bra or knickers as the sofa would be uncomfortable enough to sleep on as it was, without adding to my discomfort any more.

I turned the lights and the TV off at midnight, Bethany and Ian had told me that they would be getting home around midnight and I had intended on being awake when they got home and then try to sleep after that, but at midnight, two hours after my usual bedtime, I couldn't keep myself awake any longer.

I woke at around one o'clock in the morning, a car had screeched to a halt in the street outside, the engine had revved loudly and then the sound of two car doors slamming shut and two people giggling loudly and talking loudly in the street outside the living room window. The front door crashed open, hitting the wall between the living room and the hall. More giggling in the hall way, just outside the living room door, I was well awake by that point, then things quietened down a little, it sounded like kissing, a lot of kissing going on and the sound of a head or something softer banging against the living room door. The light was on in the hall and I could see the shadows of two sets of legs under the door.

I was sitting up at the moment that the living room door flew open and Bethany fell through and hit the carpet with a thud, her dress was up under her breasts and she had no knickers on, the man was totally naked, totally naked and totally NOT Ian. It was difficult to see exactly what they were doing but the man had to have been fucking my mother's friend standing up against the door when it flew open and they didn't break contact as they hit the floor together with him still on top.

I sat in stunned silence, Bethany was well pissed, she kept shushing the man, trying to keep him as quiet as possible, "Shhhh! You'll wake the sitter!" "Oh goody, I'll do her after I'm finished with you!" I was still sitting there in silence but now I was holding my breath too. There was the sound of another car, not so noisy this time, the front door opened and Ian walked in, "I see I don't have to ask if you had fun at the hen night Beth!" Bethany giggled, I watched open mouthed as Ian bent down over his unfaithful wife and her lover, Ian slapped the man's bare bottom, "Who are you, and where did my beautiful wife pick you up?" "I'm Guy, barman at the 'Frosty Duck', I gave your wife and her friends a lift home and Bethany offered to make it worth my while!"

I was feeling well faint, it seemed like thirty minutes since I last took a breath, Guy had just carried on fucking Bethany as he talked to Ian as if there was nothing unusual going on at all. Ian stepped over his wife and Guy, he bumped into the coffee table in the darkened room, he was a little drunk too but nowhere near as drunk as Bethany. He looked at the white pillow that stood out in the shaft of light from the hall, he was trying to hold his exclamation in, when he realised that there was no ginger mop of hair on the pillow he scanned along the sofa and spotted me sitting up, wide awake, "Fucking hell!" Shot out of Ian's mouth as he rubbed his 'barked' shins.

"I'm sorry we woke you Victoria!" Ian said as he turned the light on, Ian came over to the sofa and sat at my side, to the right of me, I still hadn't managed to take a single breath and my head was spinning. Ian put his left arm over my shoulder, "I do hope that my wife's performance here isn't too distressing for you Victoria, mind you, you're a country girl, you must be used to seeing uncontrollable animal passions like this!"

Guy was now looking up at me as he was still fucking Bethany, she was gasping through a massive chain of orgasms, her head thrashing from side to side and her eyes were closed, I could see Guy's eyes flashing from looking at me, at my body or should I say what he could see through my thin nighty, to Ian, not Ian's body, he was making eye contact with Ian, fixing his eyes and moving his head slightly in my direction, as if he was trying to tell Ian to do something but didn't want to use the words.

Ian pulled me against his side and Guy smiled at him, nodding his head at Ian's move, then he was back to flicking his head in my direction again, now Guy was going from Ian's eyes to my knees, silently egging Ian on. Ian moved his right hand onto my knee, my nighty went slightly past my knee, Ian started to pub his hand up and down my knee, just pulling the hem of my nighty up a fraction of an inch with each movement, Guy was nodding his head again, encouraging Ian on.

Ian used his left hand to turn my face slightly towards his own face, I was trying hard to keep looking at Bethany and Guy on the floor, Guy was starting to gasp now, "Pull out, I'm not on the pill, you have to pull out!" Guy lifted his body and went up onto his knees, his cock looked huge, it was ribbed with deep purple veins and his mushroom head was also purple and angry looking, white milk was firing out of it as it hove into view, splashing along Bethany's belly. "I'm sorry Beth; it looks like I may have been a little late there darling!"

I gasped as I saw Guy shooting off, I think that was the first breath I had taken since I watched the door crash open, there was more heat on my upper thigh, I looked down and Ian's hand was now on my bare skin, he had pulled the front of my nighty right up, so high that I could see the first wisps of my ginger bush, it would have been uncomfortable to have worn knickers but I wish now that I had.

My nighty was so voluminous that the hem could have been pulled right over my head without me having to free the back that I was sitting on. I watched, transfixed as Ian slipped his hand up my thigh, getting closer and closer to my pussy. Suddenly other hands were there, taking the hem of my nighty, gathering it up and lifting it, I looked up, followed the hands, then arms, hairy arms, Guy was pulling the front of my nighty up, as he uncovered my breasts Ian was pulling my knees apart, Bethany came into view, she was walking on her knees so that she could get a better view of me.

Everything disappeared momentarily as Guy pulled my nighty over my head, then Ian leaned in and started kissing me passionately and his fingers fought to gain access between my legs. Guy's hands were palpating my breasts, "Feels like thirty-four 'C' to me!" Guys hands were on my breasts, Ian's hands were fighting to get inside my body so who's hands were now on my knees, pulling them open wider and pulling them forward, off of the sofa, pulling me so that I was more reclined and then, BINGO! Lights flashed in my head as Ian finally got his fingers inside my cunt and began massaging rapidly as his tongue fired into my mouth, forcing my lips open.

I felt the butterfly touch of Bethany's lips as she was kissing her way along my thighs, from my knees towards her husband's fingers as they brought me to my first ever climax at someone else's hand. Ian's lips and fingers both left my body, I opened my eyes to see Bethany taking her husband's hand and sucking the fingers that he had just used to bring me to my climax, there was a minx-like smile on her face. Guy was now losing interest in my breasts, he reached down and pulled my left leg as wide open as it would go, he started to push Beth away with his hips as he began to move himself in front of my body.

Bethany pushed him back, "Your short term pleasure could totally ruin things for us here, let me open this little flower up a little first, then we'll all have fun for many years into the future!" I couldn't believe that Bethany had been strong enough to stop Guy, I, if I were being totally honest, would have preferred her not to have done. Girls as far back as year nine had been bragging about having sex with boys or men. In the girls changing room it was the singular topic of conversation, the few girls that had done it bragging with the many girls who said they had but didn't have a clue, just a vivid imagination, I wanted to join the exclusive club of girls who knew what it felt like to be 'done' by a man, or even a boy!

I had been moved into a weird angle, my legs were totally off of the sofa's seat, my back pressing against the seat, so I was in a kind of 'L' shape, Bethany's lips now covered the little triangle of ginger candy-floss hair as she began kissing my pubic mound, her eyes were looking up, fixed on mine, she kissed a little lower, around my mound and onto my labia, my reaction made her smile, even though I couldn't see her lips, I could see in her eyes that she was smiling. Beth's tongue flicked out and made contact with my magic button, my back arched off of the seat and I heard a purr coming from my own throat.

Guy was getting a little impatient, Ian just stood there admiring his wife as she brought me to a gentle climax with her mouth but Guy was on the move again, he was kneeling on the edge of the seat in front of my face, the veins in his cock weren't standing out anymore, his cock was shorter and not nearly as fat as it had been and the purple had worn off of his mushroom cock head. Guy now had his cock in his own fist and was trying to pump it back into life.

Bethany had given me as much time to climax as she could while Guy's cock grew ever closer to my face, Beth suddenly stopped and broke contact with my pussy. "Victoria, do you know what boys mean when they talk about blow jobs?" I nodded my head, "Yes, yes I think so!" "Guy is desperate to either fuck you right now, which I don't think you are quite ready for just yet, or. I'm sure he would settle for you giving him a blow job this time. Do you think you could do a blow job on him?" I thought about it for a few seconds, "I don't know, I don't know what I have to do!" Guy spluttered, "But you're willing to try?" I nodded my head, Guy's face broke into a broad grin, "See, she's more ready to play than you thought she would be!"

Guy's cock jumped a little at the thought of getting me to give him oral sex, it jumped upwards as well as in length and girth, the dark purple flush grew over his cockhead as it got closer to my face a millimetre at a time. Bethany returned her attention between my legs, her thumb had been keeping me 'ticking over' while she had asked me if I would be willing to give Guy a blow job and she kept using it on my clitoris as her tongue started to dart in and out of my vagina. Beth was starting to move her thumb so fast that it was almost just a vibration, she took me way beyond any climax I had ever given to myself, my head was now thrashing from side to side as my back arched way off of the sofa.

Guy had to take a firm hold of my head as he lined his cock up on my lips and began to rub the tip of his cock across my mouth, I had no idea what to expect but it certainly wasn't the heat, the feeling that blood was pumping hard just a fraction of an inch from my lips and the wet, there was a kind of weeping, sticky clear liquid oozing from the tiny eye in the end of Guy's cock. I was a little slow on the uptake, my head was in a tail spin from the attention that Bethany was paying to me between my legs, then suddenly Guy thrust his hips forward and speared my mouth with his cock, the taste of the sticky liquid was disgusting but once I got over that the feeling of having a big man fucking my mouth wasn't at all unpleasant.

It was very hard to concentrate on what Guy was telling me to do, all that keep your teeth away, suck gently, lick around the head and try to swallow it down into your throat, while Beth was driving me insane with her mouth and thumb, then Beth stepped things up a gear, she pulled her face away from my pussy and, while keeping an ever increasing speed and pressure with her thumb on my clitoris she plunged two fingers of her other hand deep inside me, searching for a spot on the roof of my vagina. My mouth lost contact with Guy's erection as I lost control of my body and, more specifically, my bladder.

I just managed to look as a jet of pee fired out of me and covered both of Bethany's hands as well as a good amount over her tits. "My god, she's a squirter, who'd have guessed that!" I was shocked; it wasn't as if I felt that I needed to go to the toilet or anything, so why did I just lose control of my bladder. I had thought that Bethany would have, should have been disgusted at me peeing on her but it seemed quite the opposite, Beth went right back to hunting for that spot on the roof of my vagina that had made such a drastic difference to the pleasure level I had experienced and of course, that jet of pee that I had been unable to stop.

Guy got right back into his stride, pulling my head back down to his cock and forcing it into my mouth once more, this time Guy was using his own hand to help himself to cum, I felt four or five further jets of pee leave my body but I was trying to focus on Guy's cock in my mouth. Guy had moved my head slightly so that I was almost looking up, well, so that my head was so far back that it hurt and if I had been standing up I would have been looking straight upwards.

My head was now pressing hard against the back of the sofa and Guy had closed in so that, just as he started firing off in my mouth he forced his hips forward and managed to get the tip of his cock, just the eye and no more, passed my oesophagus and as he fired his spunk into me I could feel it in my throat, hot and powerful as it left his cock and rocketed on its way to my stomach. Guy held his crotch against my face as hard as he could until his cock started to shrink and as it did the disgusting taste returned to my mouth as the tip of his cock left my throat and traces of his spunk flooded into my mouth.

When I was finally free of Guy's cock I realised that Beth had stopped what she was doing to me and was watching as I took Guy's spunk, they were both waiting for me to try and spit the foul tasting slime from my mouth but I didn't, I thought to myself, 'I've swallowed a gallon of it already, I might as well just swallow the last little bit as well!'

Ian wasn't there to see my triumph over my first cock-sucking, which disappointed me slightly, Ian had been in the kitchen and when he returned he had a glass of milk and a hand full of cookies. "Here, drink this and eat these, it will help to settle your stomach!" As I drank the milk and nibbled on the cookies Bethany explained that if I drank any kind of acidic drink, 'Coke' Orange or Lemonade, it could react badly on an empty stomach with a whole load of alkaline spunk swilling around in it, so it was much better to drink a glass of milk than almost anything else. Ian had brought in two towels as well as the milk, one was dropped on the floor to mop up my pee and the other was placed under my bottom so I could use it to wipe myself clean.

The four of us just sat around looking foolish, all of us totally naked as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Ian opened a hidden door in his entertainment system and switched on a second satellite decoder and picked up a small remote control from the top of the hidden device, the TV was turned on and, well, it certainly wasn't Sky one that flooded into the room, but a Danish pornography channel from the 'Red Hot' Satellite that was orbiting Northern Europe. I was forgotten about momentarily as the men started to discuss the film that was showing there wasn't a single word of English but you didn't really need to follow a story line as the image was so 'descriptive'. I finished my milk and cookies and started to feel slightly uncomfortable about still being nude, I started to ease the towel that I was now sitting on up to cover my pussy.

There was one of those sick tunes in the hallway, a mobile phone was ringing on the hall floor, Guy ran out and spoke to someone on his phone, then he came back in the room with his underpants on and slipping his arms into his shirt. "My wife is really pissed with me, she spotted me running Beth home and expected me back, like an hour ago. It's a real pity that I don't get to fill your belly tonight Victoria, but there will be other nights for fun when you're here babysitting!" Guy kissed me on the lips and then he kissed Beth, shook Ian's hand and left, pulling his trousers up as he went through the front door.

The front door closed a little hard and there were the sounds of feet on the stairs, Ian and Bethany's kids came running into the room, I almost crapped myself, Peter was eight and his sister Anna was six, Ian and Beth didn't bat an eyelid, they just sat there totally naked as their kids ran in on us, I was far less cool, I was trying to hide myself under the scattered bedding that I had been sleeping under just an hour earlier.

Ian went and fetched two more glasses of milk, one for each of his children, Peter climbed on his mother's knee, he snuggled in tight against her naked body, I thought it strange that Beth hadn't even tried to hide her body from her son, considering his age and now, there he was cuddling up to her, his cheek pressed against her naked breast. When Ian returned with the milk and gave one glass to Peter and one to Anna, Ian stood at the side of his wife, Anna was drinking her milk, her free arm was around her father's legs, her side against the front of his thighs and her face was less than an inch away from her father's rapidly growing cock.

I did a double take, both children were actually watching the blue film on the TV without a single comment or even an embarrassed look, I, on the other hand, was totally embarrassed. No one but me seemed the slightest bit bothered by the nudity in the room or on the TV.

As soon as the milk was drunk Peter and Anna were sent back to bed with Ian in hot pursuit to tuck them both in. Bethany returned her attention to me, she dug me out from under the duvet and started to gently open me up again, this time, she was careful to ensure that the bath towel was protecting her sofa. "Ian would really love to be your first lover; he would be your first wouldn't he? I mean, you are still a virgin, your mother said she thought you were!"

I nodded my head, "I am!" "That's wonderful; would you let Ian be your first?" I thought about it for a moment, I must have taken a little too long because Bethany chirruped up again, "It's just that if it isn't tonight, Guy will do you before Ian would get another chance if he can't have you tonight. Now that Guy knows you are around and willing, he won't wait until next week to get in your knickers!" "I'm a little worried, you know, about doing it!" "Well, you mother said that your period was about three weeks ago, so, this week, you should be safe!"

I thought a little longer and then with Bethany bringing me to a lovely little orgasm, I nodded my head and Bethany kissed me in the lips, "Ian will be far better for your first partner that Guy would have been, Guy is very good at the animalistic and acrobatic but Ian is a more considerate lover!"

Ian walked in the room laughing, "Peter wanted to watch; I told him he isn't old enough to watch real people doing it!" Bethany laughed too and said, "So he knows that you are going to try and fuck young Victoria then!" Ian looked at me, "He suspected that I was going to try!"

It felt so strange having Bethany getting me ready for her husband to fuck me while he sat there stroking his cock watching it all. Beth washed my vagina, then she got a small tube of KY lubricating jell, pressed the nozzle of the tube against my open pussy hole and squirted the whole content up inside of me. I was moved onto my back, two cushions placed under my bottom to give Ian better access to me and Bethany a better view. My knees were lifted and Beth pulled my knees as wide apart as they would go. Ian joined me on the sofa, got as close as he could and then Bethany took his cock in her hand and began to rub his cock head against my labia.

My head was on the arm of the sofa so I could see everything that was happening. Ian was kneeling upright looking down at my body, Bethany checked her husband's cock head and pulled a hair off of it before she once again rubbed it around my labia, I watched as Ian's cockhead started to glisten with the lubricant it was collecting that was oozing from my body. Beth's head got in the way slightly as she got in close to line Ian's cock with my inner hole; I felt the tip against my slippery opening.

Bethany turned her head to look at my face, "You ready?" I nodded my head, the thought ran through my mind, I quickly compared the stored image of Guy's cock with what I could now see, standing at the entrance to my body, Ian's cock was more than an inch shorter than Guy's and a good deal thinner, Ian's cockhead was a pretty pink rather than an angry purple and there was no veining around Ian's cock at all.

I could tell that Bethany was in control, she was pulling Ian by his cock, she fed an inch of his cock into me, I winced slightly, then I laughed, the inch of cock going in had displaced the same volume of KY Jell which shot out like a grease gun under pressure and hit Bethany's hand almost causing her to lose grip on her husband's cock.

Bethany removed her right hand from her husband's cock, the edge of her forefinger and thumb had a thick ridge of jelly on them, I watched her closely as she inspected the jelly, I noticed for the first time her perfect nails, five talons, filed to points and painted a deep red, totally impractical, then she dredged her left middle finger through the jelly, her left hand had four talons like her right hand but her middle finger had the nail cut very short and now it was covered in lubricant, she whispered, "Be gentle with her and I'll give you my extra pleasure finger as a prize!"

Ian eased himself forward, an inch and a half, again I winced, this time, the jelly had nowhere to go, Ian's cock was totally filling my opening, I felt the pressure build up and then it seemed to dissipate in a painful jet up inside of me, I gasped slightly, then Ian pushed a little harder. Bethany held her left hand as a surgeon would hold a sterile hand out of the way of real life and her right hand came down to my vagina, as Ian pulled back Bethany started to massage my clitoris, with Ian's cock diving back in me again slowly it took Beth only a second to bring me off, "Fucking hell, I can feel her lovely cunt muscles gripping my cock tighter as she climaxes!" Bethany giggled at her husband's exclamation of surprise.

It took me about fifty orgasms at Bethany's fingers before Ian was all the way in, using all of his weight to force the last millimetres of cock inside and, at the same time, squashing his wife's fingers hard against my clit. "Good boy, now you can let go and fuck her properly and I'll give you my special present as a reward for being so patient with little Victoria here!"

Ian pressed his chest down on top of mine, crushing my breasts flat, I could see over his shoulders, just his bum rising an inch or so and then stabbing back down, causing me to gasp in the mixture of pain and pleasure, then I saw Bethany rub her middle finger down into Ian's bum crack, turning her finger and wiping the lubricant all over his bum. Then I watched in amazement as Beth slid her middle finger right up her husband's bum hole, she was allowing her husband's movements to make her finger slide in and out of his anus.

Having Bethany's finger up his bum made Ian go a little crazy and he forgot all about being gentle with me, he fucked me hard for a minute or two, killing my orgasmic chain momentarily before reigniting it at an even higher magnitude, rocking my universe for the briefest flash before I felt his balls explode inside of me. Scalding hot semen flooding through my body as Ian gasped for breath and lay limply on top of me. Bethany smiled at me, then she said, "I hope you liked that because he won't be much use to me for the rest of the night now!" I thought she was mad at me but she was laughing as she slapped her husband on the bottom, "Come on limpy, take me to bed, and you dammed well better find that strap-on 'cos I'm horny as hell after watching that little show!"

Both Ian and Bethany kissed me good night before leaving me alone, drenched in my own sweat and Ian's sweat too. I used one of the towels to dry myself as well as I could and I found that the back of my nighty was wet and a little smelly from my earlier spurting so I just climbed under the covers on the sofa and tried to get to sleep. I might have made it too if I had been a little faster off the mark but once Ian and Bethany got going couldn't get to sleep for over an hour because Beth was making so much noise in the bedroom above where I was trying to sleep.

It had to be after three o'clock when I finally fell asleep but I didn't sleep for long, at around five o'clock I woke to find the bedding being pulled off of my body, I had imagined that it would probably be Ian coming back to me for seconds but it wasn't, when I finally managed to get my eyes open it was Bethany standing at the side of the sofa, well, Bethany 'Two point zero' actually, Bethany 'Augmented' with a fake man's cock and what looked like a climbers harness around her hips and between her legs.

"I'm sorry to wake you Victoria but Mr. Floppy has fallen asleep and he's only given me two hours of pleasure, you'll understand, that's nowhere near enough for a red-blooded woman. So, I'll give you a little pleasure and then you give me a little after, okay?"

I was pulled onto my back and Bethany spread my thighs before she slipped between them, taking careful aim with the plastic dildo and starting to fuck me slowly while she used her mouth on my breasts to increase my pleasure. She fucked me for thirty minutes, giving me a dozen or more orgasms before she lifted herself and began to fuck me like a man would, pounding the fake cock into my body as fast and hard as she could, and as I began to gasp loudly from the massive chain of climaxes she placed her mouth against my ear and whispered, "Your mother likes it like this best of all!"

To say that I was shocked to death was an understatement, my mother always dressed totally conventionally, she always acted so right and proper, there was no way that she would have been the type to have had sex with another woman, I just couldn't imagine her dancing under Bethany's body like I was at that precise moment with an eight inch lump of plastic up her cunt, no way.

Bethany pulled the fake cock out of my cunt with a pop, then she unbuckled the hip strap and stepped out of the webbing, she cleaned the KY jell and her husband's left over spunk that the dildo had gathered from my insides and then she placed it on the arm of the sofa.

"Right, you felt what I did to you earlier with my mouth on your pussy; it's your turn to do that to me now!"

Bethany slid her body up mine and then straddled my face, humping her sopping wet cunt against mu mouth, it took me a little time to work out how I was expected to minister to Bethany's cunt but I eventually got her off and gave her an orgasm, nothing like the ones she had given to me though.

"Right Victoria, stand up please."

I stood at the side of the sofa.

"Lift your right foot up off the floor."

I did and as my foot left the floor she hooked one of the webbing straps over my foot and then tapped my left foot, I lifted that foot too and then I was standing in the harness and Bethany pulled the webbing straps up my legs towards my hips. Bethany had to take in a hell of a lot of slack webbing from around the legs to make it stay in place properly and then the same with the strap over my hips and then she lay on her back with her knees in the air and encouraged me to get on top of her.

Once again I was sure that the job I was doing between Bethany's thighs wasn't anything like what she wanted or was used too but it was all that was on offer to her as her husband was sleeping. She made me keep doing it well after I was tired out and wanted to stop even keeping me fucking her after dawn broke and I heard the scampering of tiny feet from above my head.

I was a bit panicked, I wanted to pull out and hide my body from Peter and Anna but Bethany just clamped one arm over my shoulder and used her free hand to pull the covers back over us, "You shouldn't be shy, they are well used to seeing people naked and giving each other pleasure." She was probably right but in my head I thought, 'Yes, but not me!'

Peter and Anna didn't bat an eyelid, they just ran in and switched the TV on and sat on the floor in front of the sofa that I was fucking their mother on. I lay there still plugged into Bethany's cunt by the plastic cock strapped around my waist and rigid like a plank. Bethany waited a few seconds for me to relax little and then her arm slipped down from my back and her hand found my bottom, she pulled me closer to her so that the dildo slipped in a little deeper. "You have to do it, I can't do it all myself!"

I allowed my hips to rise slightly and then slowly lowered back into her, I started out at about five thrusts a minute so that the sofa didn't move as I did their mother and then Bethany slipped her right hand between us so that as I was humping down into her fingers were rubbing over my clitoris. Now, as well as giving Bethany pleasure as I was fucking her I was giving myself pleasure too from my clitoris rubbing against her fingers and the slow thrust rate went through the roof and I began fucking in earnest. Peter suddenly jumped to his feet while I was lost in a world of pleasure and headed out through the living room door, ten seconds later he was back in the room again holding my mother's hand.

Well, I really did crap myself when my mother stood over me as I fucked her best friend with a strap-on dildo. She smiled down at me and started to get undressed herself, "Did you have fun last night darling?"

Both Bethany and I said, "Yes!" at the same time.

I had never seen my mother naked before so it came as a total shock to me that she was naked within minutes of walking through the door and again Bethany's kids didn't seem to think there was anything unusual in seeing the woman they called Aunty Susan walking around their living room stark naked and after both children had given my mother a welcoming kiss and cuddle they settled down to watch the TV once again and as soon as their attention was on the cartoon on the screen my mother knelt at our side and lifted the sheet covering Bethany and me.

My mother whispered, "Don't stop" and her hand rubbed over my buttocks and she leaned in to kiss Bethany and then me, then she just sat back for a few moments watching me as I used her best friend's fingers to bring myself off and the plastic dildo to keep her friend on the boil.

My mother went through to Bethany's kitchen; she did three bowls of cereal, three thick doorsteps of toast and three glasses of orange juice, "Kids, come and get breakfast." She called from the kitchen.

Bethany patted my bottom, "Go and get something to eat but leave this here for me to play with!"

Bethany slackened off the leg straps first, pulling the buckle to a point that it seemed to have spent most of its time, judging by the marking in the webbing and then she unfastened the strap that was over my hips. As I ran, still totally naked through to the kitchen my mother passed me in the doorway and kissed me. I sat at the table to eat and Peter kept looking down between my legs, he seemed fascinated by the triangle of ginger hair covering my pussy.

After we all finished our breakfast we went back into the living room where my mum and Bethany were on the sofa together, my mum on top, wearing the strap-on dildo that I had worn earlier but the difference was, my mother knew how to use it and she was driving Bethany crazy with orgasm building over orgasm before the first could cascade away. Peter and Anna gave the action on the sofa a cursory glance but they soon lost interest and changed the channel to watch The Simpsons on TV.

The sound of the TV being turned over made my mother stop and she pulled the dildo out of Bethany's cunt, Bethany's insides was bright red and looked really sore. My other stepped out of the strap-on dildo's harness and took my hand, pulling me towards the stairs, "Come on, let's go and see if we can wake Ian up with a treat."

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