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Written: 09 June 2019

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Housewarming (Of Sorts)
by Isabella

Story Code: M/f, M/F, M+/F, M+/f, public sex, exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Anal

Sarah had just turned sixteen when she introduced her boyfriend to my husband in church one Sunday so that he couldn't over react to her having a boyfriend without his permission.

In the next three months I was introduced to five different boyfriends...her father wasn't though, he couldn't handle the thought of his daughter being defiled by a boy who was two years older than her. Mind you, he would have been even more distraught if he'd seen some of Sarah's boyfriends, two years older would have seemed like nothing in comparison.

I'm unusual amongst my female neighbours, I like to do training courses, I've done shotgun handling and repair certification as well as forklift driving and chainsaw certificates. Sarah came home from her boyfriend's house on Friday evening, she asked me if I could do her boyfriend a favour and take a tree down for him in his back yard. Sarah told me where her boyfriend Simon lived and asked me if I could sort it out the next day because a storm was threatening to hit our area early in the next week.

I had a commitment on Saturday afternoon and my husband didn't like me working on a Sunday outside the house so I'd have to do the tree on Saturday morning...the problem with that was that my daughter had dance classes all morning on Saturday and music club on Saturday afternoon. John, my husband, was around when Sarah got up, hurrying her to get ready so that he could drive her to her class so I couldn't talk to her about Simon's tree problem. As soon as the house was empty I set out with my twenty-four inch bar chainsaw and ropes, if I needed the forty-eight inch bar, I would have had to go back home anyway as I didn't have a car or a driving licence to drive on the public highway.

I knocked on Simon's front door as his back gate was locked. Simon's father opened the front door and gave me a strange look. "Hi, I'm Victoria...I'm the mother of your son's girlfriend!"

"I don't think my son is old enough for a sixteen year old girlfriend Victoria!"

I looked at the front door...checked the number and then I looked around to see if I was on the right road...

"I'm sorry...Sarah told me that her boyfriend, Simon, lived here!"

He smiled at me, "I'm Simon, Sarah's..." he coughed, "...friend!"

I offered him my hand, it had been a shock because Simon was as old as my husband...obviously my daughter had some daddy issues that I didn't know about.

"I'm sorry that I looked so shocked at seeing a strange woman with a chainsaw at my front door."

"Sarah told me that you needed a tree taking down before the storm hits on Monday!"

"Oh...okay, we did talk about the tree problem over dinner last night but I didn't think she would ask you to do it...I was going to ring someone up today...once it gets to nine o'clock and the offices open!"

"Who are you going to call in?"

"The yellow pages list a number for a local arboriculturist company."

I checked my watch, "They'll be there now, give them a call."

I stood in the front garden while Simon went off and made his phone call, he came back five minutes later, "They said that they couldn't even come out and look at my tree until after the storm passes, they have loads of people in the same boat as me, they did suggest that I call Victoria Clarke to see if she's free this weekend! I guess that's you"

I nodded my head and gestured to the back gate, "Shall I come round and take a look at the tree?"

"Come through the house, you'll have to mind the mess though, we're in the middle of redecorating!"

There had obviously been some wallpaper stripping going on as well as other kind of stripping...judging by Sarah's bra and knickers on the living room floor. Simon saw me looking at my daughter's bra and knickers on the floor tangled up with sticky wallpaper strippings. I looked back at him, "This wallpaper looks like it was only a year or two old, still looks...well, looked in good condition!"

"My wife chose the paper before we divorced and Sarah wanted it gone as soon as possible."

I just nodded my head as if I understood Sarah's motive...I guess that I did in a way, a sixteen year old girl throwing in with an older divorced man would want a sign of commitment and stripping a recently decorated toom that had no faults would be a good start.

I went out in the rear garden and Simon pointed out the tree that he was worried about, one of the main branches was stroking the roof tiles and the tree towered at least sixty feet above the roof, close to a hundred feet high in total. I looked up to the very top.

"Is it too high...if it is, I could just have the branch that's touching the roof cut back!"

I shook my head, "That won't help, look at the crown, the very top, it's dead but we've had lots of rain and plenty of sunlight, the tree should be really healthy. What's changed in the last year or so?"

"Next door had a drain issue, they had to have the line from the main sewer to the house replaced."

"Was the drain just the other side of the fence?"

Simon nodded his head.

"Well, the thing is, the roots from a one hundred foot high tree will spread out one hundred feet under ground, your house is stopping the roots growing on two sides and now that your neighbours have dug through the roots on the third side, your tree is only getting nutriments from one quarter or less of its root system. The trees dying from the inside and a strong wind could bring it down because it isn't anchored in the ground properly."

"So, is that it then, I'll just have to wait until the professionals are free and cross my fingers during mext weeks storm."

I opened my kit bag and strapped my climbing irons to my legs and feet, I hooked my chainsaw onto my climbing belt and took a rope up to about the halfway point of the tree. I looped it around the trunk where two sturdy branches sprouted from the main trunk and then climbed back down to the lowest branch. I walked out on the branch around twelve feet and tied the rope onto the branch. I tied the middle of the rope around the root of that same branch and then cut through the branch three feet away from the trunk. I lowered the branch down to the garden and Simon untied it.

I worked quickly up the tree to about seventy feet, cutting all the thick branches off at the trunk and then roped myself to the tree carefully and cut the tree level with my head so that it fell away from me, falling safely into the garden. I then started cutting eighteen inch sections of trunk and letting them fall into the garden, on top of the top twenty foot of fallen tree.

By eleven o'clock the sycamore tree was just six inches high on the ground and I was brashing the rest of the tree.

I asked Simon if he was going to burn the logs I'd made but he didn't have any open fires in the house so I made a few phone calls and within seconds cars were coming from all over to collect free firewood. They even collect the wood from the pile of cuttings in the back garden, reducing the clearing up work considerably.

Simon wanted to pay me for cutting his tree down but I told him that it was a present from me to him as was the heat that his tree would give his neighbours over the winter was his gift to them.

"We work on a different kind of currency out here in the villages, we look after each other."

I didn't have time to take my kit home so I left it at Simon's house, I didn't think turning up to repair a computer would have started out well if I turned up carrying a chainsaw.

I went off to my afternoon appointment, at an elderly gentleman's house. I cleared out his stash of pornography and got rid of a dozen viruses and then headed back to Simon's house to collect my tools and chainsaw. I got there just as Sarah turned up from her music class.

Sarah asked me if I'd like to stay for dinner.

"I can't darling; I'll need to cook dinner for Dawn and your father."

"Dawn's having dinner at Elle's tonight and Grandpa has asked dad to help him bring the sheep down from the hill top meadow down to the meadow at the side of our house until after the storm so dad will be busy until really late and he'll eat with grandpa, so you will be on your own all evening if you go home."

Sarah cooked a fish curry and rice, it shocked the living daylights out of me, at home Sarah didn't even know where the kitchen was. I tried to help her out in the kitchen but she shooed me away, I did mention that I rhought that she had cooked rather a lot of food for the three of us but she said that people often popped round at meal time and Simon liked to have extra food to offer them some too and what didn't get eaten tonight would go in the freezer for later on.

While Sarah was finishing of cooking dinner, Simon finished scraping the paper off of the first wall of the living room and cleaned up all the mess.

We sat at the dining table and started eating. I was surprised at how good my daughter's meal was, she was somehow a very good cook. There was a knock on the front door, Sarah jumped up to answer it, a male voice said, "I'm glad I caught you before you started fucking!"

"Shhhhh! My mother's in the dining room."

"Sorry...am I in time for dinner?"

Sarah opened the dining room door and said, "Mum, this is Ray, Simon's brother...Ray, this is Victoria, my mother!"

I looked from Ray to Simon; I could see the resemblance between the two men but while Simon looked like a City Banker, Ray looked like a City Bank Robber!

Sarah went off to get another plate full of food for Ray and Ray opened a bottle of wine. I made yet another new discovery about my daughter, she was a good cook and now I discovered that she drank too. I didn't usually drink, I allowed my daughter to force one large glass of wine on me while she had two large glasses during the meal.

I helped Sarah to clear the dishes away, Simon had a dishwasher so we didn't need to do more than stack the dishes in the machine and press a button and leave the room.

In the living room, Simon was sitting on one sofa and his brother was sitting on the other. They were watching Game of Thrones on the TV when Sarah and I joined them. Sarah slumped into the seat at Simon's side and I took the seat to Ray's left. Game of thrones was very violent and there was a lot of sex and nudity in the film. Sarah and Simon started making out on their sofa, in my peripheral vision. I saw that Ray was looking from his brother and my daughter to the sex on the TV screen.

I saw movement to my left, Ray's hand was moving towards my left shoulder, he'd slipped his arm along the back of the sofa and now his fingertips were stroking my shoulder. I looked past Ray in the direction of Sarah and Simon, they weren't actually watching the TV, they were locked in a passionate embrace and suddenly there was movement under Sarah's dress and I realised Simon's hand was inside my sixteen year old daughter's dress and he was rummaging around her private bits.

I felt something touch my left breast and looked, it was Ray, his fingertips were now brushing over my breast, his arm had slipped down off the back of the sofa and was now resting on my shoulders and across the back of my neck. I slapped his hand away from my breast and looked at his face to admonish him but before I could say anything he leaned his head forward and kissed me.

Ray was the first man, who wasn't a relative, to kiss me on my lips, other than my husband, in my life. I was so shocked that I didn't move as his right hand slipped behind my head and pulled my face against his, clamping my lips against his as his tongue pressed against them. As he forced my mouth open to insert his tongue, I thought, John's never tried to kiss me so passionately.

I finally managed to pull my head away from his hand and quickly looked at Sarah and Simon again, I did a double take...I'd looked to make sure that Sarah hadn't seen me kissing her boyfriend's brother but there was no chance of that, she had her back to me and it looked like she was eating Simon's tongue. The reason I did a double take was because I saw her knickers were now down around her ankles and she was kicking her left foot to try and dislodge it from the leg hole.

Ray pulled my face back to his and as he pushed his tongue into my mouth again, I heard Sarah starting to breath heavily as her passion grew in her body under Simon's fingers. Once I realised that Sarah was having an orgasm just three feet away from me I relaxed into Ray's kiss and his left hand returned to my left breast, this time not just his fingertips fluttering over it, his hand clamped on hard, squeezing and palpating me through my bra cup.

I knew that I should have pushed Ray's hand away from my breast again but I didn't, I think that it was the sound of my daughter being given the gift of an orgasm, right in front of me...something that if I wanted, I had to do for myself as my husband had no interest in sex for pleasure. Even when he was trying to make me pregnant to get the son he'd always wanted, he never gave me an orgasm.

Suddenly I was no longer resisting Ray's kiss. I actually started sucking his tongue into my mouth even deeper. Ray relaxed his grip on the back of my head, his hand jumped from my neck to my thigh, I had my legs crossed and he pushed my left leg off of my right and his hand went for my crotch. I did respond this time, I pushed his hand away from my pussy...not that he could get access through my tight fitting jeans.

Ray tried a different tack; his right hand returned to my body, this time by the waistband of my jeans, he was pulling my t-shirt out of my jeans. I was already okay with him playing with my left tit so I set that as my limit, just above my waist. Ray pulled the front of my t-shirt out of my jeans and his hand slipped under, rubbing over my belly under the material.

Sarah had gone quiet so I pulled my mouth off of Ray's again and looked in Sarah's direction, I even pulled the front of my t-shirt down to cover as much of Ray's hand and wrist as possible, just to see if she was looking in my direction but I needn't have bothered, Sarah's mouth was still clamped against Simon's but from what I saw, it looked as if she was struggling to get Simon's trousers open.

I relaxed, I didn't need Ray to pull my head back to his, I relaxed again into a long and passionate kiss. That move emboldened Ray and his right hand moved up to my breasts, easing the cups of my bra up so that he could play with my breasts unfettered.

What Ray was doing to me was new for me, I'd never been with a man like this before. My husband had been my only experience with a man in my life before, we hadn't actually kissed until he asked me to marry him and then it was just an, 'In the heat of the moment', kind of kiss because I'd said yes. We were never passionate together, even on our wedding night, John just lay with me in bed and literally 'punctured' my hymen to cause bleeding and then stopped, leaving me alone in the bed to bleed inside my nighty. After that, sex was like business, he would check that I was in the middle of my cycle...my most fertile time...and he would tell me that he'd be visiting my bedroom. I don't think he even kissed me while he was on top of me, his face was usually at the side of mine as he humped to his climax and then there would be the goodnight kiss before he slipped off to his own bedroom again.

I decided that I quite liked to have my body fondled the way that Ray was doing it.

My lips were dragged away from Ray's again by the sound that Sarah was making, a string of 'Huh...huh...huh' coming from my daughter, I looked over again, I could clearly see Simon's naked hip and that the front of Sarah's dress was up, gathered between her belly and his, she was straddling his lap now and from her movements, she was actually fucking him...rather than him fucking her.

A shiver suddenly ran through my body, I realised that this was the first time I'd been in a room while two people were having sex...I'd hardly been present in the room while I was being fucked, and I use that word rather than making love, I wasn't expected to be any part of the actual act, just the recipient of the seed. I'd never done anything like Sarah was doing at that moment. Ray must have felt me relax more after seeing my daughter fucking his brother and his right hand returned back to the waistband of my jeans. He fumbled for a few moments with my belt as he invited my tongue into his mouth, I was a little distracted by his trying to get my tongue to move over the gap between our lips because I didn't stop him unfastening my belt followed quickly by twisting the button out of its buttonhole.

My hand did jump in to stop him as his right hand started to slide down the front of my jeans. I actually felt a little ridiculous, stopping him pushing his hand down the insides of my jeans while I was licking his tonsils with the tip of my tongue. If Ray had been John and I'd tried to stop him...he would have just stopped but Ray was a very different character to my husband.

I pulled Ray's hand out of my jeans and then put my hand over the gap in my waistband caused by him opening the top button...I expected Ray's hand to return to my breasts but it didn't, he only moved it a fraction of an inch to the clasp on my zipper, he lifted the toggle and pulled my zip all the way down.

I moved my hand down to cover the now wide open front of my jeans, expecting his next move to be an attack on the front of my knickers but I was wrong-footed again and instead of his right hand heading for my knickers, he slipped his left hand down behind me and he rolled me over so that I was in a similar position on Ray's body to my daughter on Simon.

I could now feel the bulge in the front of Ray's trousers pressing into my pubic mound and abdomen. The kiss got more passionate, I heard Simon gasp and groan, the sounds that I recognised my husband making, a second before he pulled out of my body and ran back to his own bedroom.

I knew that Simon and Sarah would now be less preoccupied and could look in my direction and see me straddling Ray's lap with my jeans open.

Ray pushed the back of my t-shirt up to my neck and he started fumbling with my bra trying to unfasten the clasp at its back. I was very casual about that though because I'd already told myself that I was happy for Ray to play with my breasts. I felt breath on the side of my face and another hand on my back, Sarah whispered in my ear, "Me and Simon are just going upstairs for a while, if you need a little more comfort, the back bedroom is made up...have fun!" Sarah's parting gesture was to flick the fastener of my bra open as she led Simon to the living room door.

As soon as Simon and Sarah left the room, Ray pushed my t-shirt over my head, pushing me away from his body as he did, so that he could see my breasts fall free and pull my bra away from my arms as well. Ray unbuttoned his shirt and then pulled my body back to him, my naked chest against his. He kissed me for a few moments and then he started pushing his hand down the back of my jeans. He eased his fingertips inside the back of my knickers and started to explore my bum, easing the back of my jeans down as he did.

I found myself easing his shoulders out of his shirt instead of stopping him playing inside my jeans and knickers. In moments my jeans were right down below my buttocks. Ray leaned forward and shook his upper body out of his shirt. Instead of settling back into his seat, he pushed me off of his lap and rolled me onto my back on the sofa. He followed me over, not covering my body with his as I'd expected as I lay on the sofa.

Ray lay at my side, looking at my body as he unfastened his trousers, I looked down from Ray's hands on his own zipper and then at my own jeans...the thing about the back of my jeans having been pushed down below my buttocks at the back was, when I was rolled onto my back, the front of my leans and knickers both sprang down to the same level, leaving my pussy mound on display to Ray.

My mother's voice popped into my head, 'I told you that men were only interested in one thing from a girl and that you should never trust any one of them!'

Ray was pulling his trousers down now, kicking his legs out of them, I was now totally fixated on staring at Ray's erection. I'd reached forty years old and had never seen a man's cock in the flesh so to speak. My husband had only visited my bedroom in the dark and he'd always worn his pyjamas on those visits and so I'd never actually seen his cock, just felt it in me.

Ray kissed me again and he started to rub his fingers over my ginger bush and then a little lower, curling a finger into my gash, clipping my clitoris and causing all kinds of rockets to go 'Whoooosh' in my head. As he explored further down, he eased my jeans down lower and then he covered my body with his, he pushed his cock between my jeans and my pussy, he couldn't get the angle to actually get in me but he could rub the length of his cock up and down in the tight space between my thighs...

My mother's voice was screaming for me to push him off and run for it, my pussy was purring, 'Help him to get in, there's no way he can be as bad as John!'

I just lay there enjoying the feeling of being made love to for the first time in my life rather than being fucked, being bred like some kind of livestock on the farm by my husband.

Ray started to simulate fucking me but with his cock rubbing harmlessly in the gap between my thighs as he kissed and bit at my nipples, then he moved to kissing me on my lips, his cock was pressing really hard up against my labia and I jumped to that point that I took myself to when I was frustrated and used my fingers to give myself pleasure, that point that I called a level ten orgasm. I thought that a level ten orgasm was as good as it could possibly get and I really believed that it was a state that a woman could only reach on her own because a man would never understand how to get us there but then he shocked me even more.

It only took a slight movement on Ray's part, he just twisted his hips slightly, tilting them upwards but the added pressure meant that the ridge along the top of his cock actually parted my labia and now the length of his cock was pressing directly against my clitoris. My orgasm jumped to a higher level of pleasure, I'd have to rethink my orgasmic scale as I jumped from a ten to an eleven. Ray whispered in my ear, "Can you hear Simon and Sarah above us?"

I held my breath and listened, Sarah was making a noise that if I hadn't known exactly what Simon and she were doing upstairs, I would have assumed that someone was hurting her terribly. Hearing the sounds of my daughter fucking above me drove my orgasm up another level to a twelve.

Ray increased the speed that he was thrusting between my legs, his cockhead was now sinking into my vagina slightly as it bulldozed between my legs, sinking in slightly before crashing into my perineum causing an element of pain to add to the pleasure that he was delivering and I lifted another step of pleasure, I'd have to call this a level thirteen orgasm.

The room started to drain of colour, my muscles were demanding more oxygen than I could breath in and I was close to passing out when something strange happened, I lost control a little and lost fluid from down below, I spurted out all over Ray's cock and balls. Ray jumped away from me, my juice dripping from his cock, his balls and pubic hair glistening with the wetness. Ray looked down between my legs and smiled. Even though I found it hard to lift my head because my muscles were all aching from my thrashing about during my orgasm, I managed to lift it and look down at what Ray was looking at.

My knickers and the top of my jeans were soaking wet, I hadn't just spurted a little, I'd flooded out and soaked everything. Ray didn't say a word, he just hooked his fingers over my jeans and knickers and yanked them both down my legs and off over my feet.

I opened my legs, expecting Ray to return to the business at hand but was surprised when he passed up his opportunity...he reached for my wrist and pulled me from the sofa, dragging me to my feet and towards the living room door. I did feel a little awkward, walking through Simon's house totally naked but shook that feeling off as I looked at Ray's muscular back, his narrow hips and the way his cock swung into view on each side of his hips as he walked along.

We passed Simon's bedroom, the sound of Sarah being fucked was louder now and not only could I hear her gasping, panting and moaning, I could now hear Simon's body slapping against here...or I guess it could have been his hand slapping her but I preferred to think that it was his hips, crashing into hers.

Ray threw me on the bed in the back bedroom, I barely had time to open my thighs before he dived on top of me. I knew that it was coming but feeling the size of his cock enter my body was still a shock, he was definitely bigger than my husband but it had been so long since I'd felt John's cock in me that I couldn't tell how much bigger Ray was.

The last time I'd felt this full was when Dawn was struggling to get out of me.

I went from zero to a ten on the orgasmatron scale and as Ray pounded his meat into me I crept up to eleven. Ray lifted my knees, pushing them against my chest so that he could get in even deeper and I passed through to a level twelve orgasm. Ray pounded into me for a full ten minutes in that position before trapping my legs in place with his chest to free his right arm and then he slapped my right hip and buttock as hard as he could. The pain kicked me to a thirteen again and I lost control once again.

Ray climaxed as I spurted all over his cock and balls again, he gave me one last slap before his body fell limp against mine as he tried to get his breath back.

Ray rolled off of me and I slowly unfolded my legs, there was considerable pain in my hip joints because my legs had been pushed beyond their norman working parameters and we finally lay there, next to each other getting our breaths back.

We rested for ten minutes before Ray lifted my head, he placed my mouth against his left nipple, twisting my head from side to side so that my teeth dragged against his nipple. Ray's nipples actually responded and reacted far more than mine would have in that position and with that amount of stimulation from a mouth.

Ray let me suckle against his breast for a few minutes and then he started pushing my head further down his body. As soon as I saw his flaccid cock, just sleeping against his wet pubic hair, I knew exactly what he would want me to do...I'd never done that before but I'd heard people talking about it so I knew what was expected. I kissed my way down his body, his left hand controlled where I kissed on my way down and as I kissed over his abdomen, he lifted his cock with his right hand and pushed my face down towards it.

I opened my mouth and took the head of his cock into my mouth, he was so flaccid that I managed to suck all of it into my mouth until my chin was pressing down hard against his wet pubic hair and my nose was touching his balls. He let go of my head and reached out for my hips, sliding his hand between my body and the mattress. I was lifted and dragged around, my mouth and his cock acting as pivot points until my right hip touched his shoulder. He lifted me higher and slipped me over his face, his mouth clamping over my pussy that was still filled with his cream and leaking out slowly.

Ray was licking deep inside my cunt as well as paying attention to my clitoris to keep my orgasm at a sustained ten. I could feel his cock inflating in my mouth, his cockhead pushing at my throat causing me to gag and to move back a little, my lips slowly sliding along the length of his cock until he was almost fully erect.

I was hoping that once he was fully hard again, he would turn me around and let me feel his cock in my pussy again. I was just about to pull his cock out of my mouth totally to ask him to fuck me again when there was a knock at the door, it was Sarah, she didn't wait to be invited in, she just opened to door and said, "Ray...it's time to swap, my mum only has about an hour of free time left!"

Ray pushed me off of his body and Sarah climbed on the bed with him, Sarah told me to just go into the front bedroom, "Simon's waiting for you with a hard cock!"

I looked over my shoulder as I left the room, Sarah was already being drilled on the bed by Ray and I realised that what I thought was rough handling of my body while Ray was fucking me, as I saw him fucking Sarah's little body, I realised that Ray had gone gentle with me, very gentle indeed.

Sarah was right, Simon was waiting for me with a massive hard cock, slightly longer and fatter than Ray's. Simon fucked me really hard, he was trying to blow my fuses with his assault but I soon warmed into it and began to love the roughness and the force he was using as he fucked me. Simon fucked me for an hour without coming close to his orgasm.

There was no knock this time, the door just opened and Sarah and Ray walked in, "Dad's just taken the sheep trailer from the lower paddock to drive to the top field again to collect the last of the sheep, Grandpa says he'll be about an hour, he'll call me again once dad has finished loading the sheep, that will give you about twenty minutes to get home!"

Well, I was confused as to why Sarah's grandfather would be keeping her updated about her father's movements but I was grateful, I could relax again, I still had plenty of time to enjoy myself. I'd expected Sarah and Ray to go back to the other bedroom to carry on their fucking but Simon slipped his arms under my back, clamping my upper body to his and he rolled onto his back with his cock still locked into my cunt. Ray slid onto the bed behind me and as his brother started fucking me again from below, Ray was licking around my bum hole.

Ray forced his left thumb up my bum causing me to scream out through my orgasmic pleasure, Sarah told me to relax and Ray started to work his thumb in and out of my bottom as if it were a small cock fucking me up there. Simon started telling me how nice it felt, having his brother's thumb up my arse, he could feel the added pressure against his cock through the thin wall of flesh separating my holes.

Ray pulled his thumb almost all the way out of my bum and then I felt his right thumb pressing against my hole as well as what was left of his left thumb that was still inside me. I realised that Ray was sliding his right thumbnail along his left until both thumbs were inside my anus. He started fucking my arse with both thumbs at the same time and once he got them both all the way in me, he started to pull them apart, stretching me wide open. I looked at Sarah; she was holding her mobile phone in her hands and looking at the screen with a grin on her face. She said, "I think my mum's as ready as she'll ever be Ray, do her now!"

I screamed out in pain again as Ray replaced his thumbs with his cock and I watched as Sarah snapped a photograph of the three of us fucking on the bed. Sarah looked at the screen and said, "Pity my grandpa isn't here, he could fill your mouth, make it a proper picture of true love!"

I was fucked by both men at the same time, it gradually got easier to take the cocks and the pain turned to pleasure again, I forgot all about Sarah hopping around the room taking pictures of me letting two men fuck me on her mobile phone. Her phone rang and she answered it, "Okay, I'll send her home now...mum, grandpa says that dad has just left the top field, you have to go home now, finished or not."

Ray eased out of my bum and I clambered off of Simon, before I reached the bedroom door, Sarah was on top of Simon and Ray was easing his cock into my daughters rectum, Sarah showed not a single sign of discomfort as the two men started fucking her together.

I was left to go to the living room and get dressed on my own. I left my knickers on the floor, they were soaking wet, my jeans weren't much better around the arse but I'd have to wear something on my lower half, I pulled my t-shirt on but didn't bother with my bra. I collected my tree cutting kit and staggered off home, the kit didn't weigh so much as to cause the stagger, it was just my leg and back muscles that had been used in a way that I'd never used them before and they were complaining all the way home.

I changed into a dress as soon as I got home, I didn't bother with a bra or finding clean knickers, I was happy just with the lightweight dress covering my body. John turned up five minutes later while I was cooking him something to eat.

"Where are the girls?"

"They're both at Elle's house. They're having a sleepover, so we get an evening to ourselves for the first time in years."

I fed John and asked him if he wanted to do something, go out, just the two of us, it would be the first time in almost seventeen years that we'd been out together, without the kids.

John said that there was a film that he'd like to see at the cinema but it was only on in Leicester so we had a very long drive, just to watch a film for two hours but I didn't mind that.

In Leicester, the cinema was in the main shopping centre above some of the shops on the ground floor. We'd bought tickets for screen six to watch a biography film about a famous artist, at the next ticket desk I heard a man buying two tickets for the new Elton John film in screen number five.

John and I got our tickets first, we were told that screen six was totally empty and we could sit wherever we liked.

I looked back at the man who had bought tickets to see Elton John's story and wished I were going with him to watch that film instead of watching a biography of an artist.

Between the ticket booths and the cinema level was a long escalator, over forty feet high and rather steep, because of the lack of space. John went first and I stepped on the escalator two steps behind him, eight steps behind me was the first of the two men who were going to watch Elton John. Because the area around the escalator acted like a chimney, it made my flimsy, lightweight summer dress act like a parachute, billowing out away from my body. I looked back, the man who had bought the tickets to see Elton John was looking up. I knew for sure that he could see all the way up under my dress from behind and because my dress was billowing up, he would not only see my naked arse, he would see all the way to my neck under my dress, I heard him say, "Core, look at that Bill!"

I spotted his friend look up as well. The old me would have been upset if a man had looked up under the back of my dress and seen my knickers but today, after being opened up by Ray and Simon...not to mention my daughter's hand in it, I kind of liked them looking up at me. I got a sudden, very naughty thought...and, instead of ignoring it, I followed the thought, I turned as if I were looking at the view of the shopping centre, the front of my dress got caught in the up draught and bellowed out, I heard a whispered, "Fucking hell, she's starkers under that dress!"

I smiled to myself as I turned back to face my husband and I took his hand, just to put his stamp of ownership on me in front of the two men who had just seen my almost totally naked body.

We walked from the escalator to the sweet concession; we got two diet colas and a bag of loose sweets to take into the cinema. The two young men that were destined to watch Elton John were standing at the doorway to screen number five, they were mainly waiting because they'd just missed the start of their film and had been told by the ticket collector that they wouldn't be allowed to stay in the cinema to watch the bit that they had missed if they went in now and while they waited, they were deep in conversation but looking at me and John as we walked towards our cinema. I made eye contact with the alpha male, gave him a sweet smile as we passed him.

We entered the totally empty cinema and John asked me where I'd like to sit, I said back row for no apparent reason and we climbed the steps to the back of the auditorium. John sat in the central seat of the back row and I sat next to him, a few seconds after we sat down the doors opened, I instantly recognised the two men who should have been going into screen number five, they had followed us and they followed us to the back row, the alpha male sat next to me on my left.

They sat in silence until the lights went down, there were several adverts for local businesses and services, the obligatory Coca Cola advert and three forthcoming films. Our film started and the alpha male's mate leaned over the arm of his friend's seat and said, "Excuse me mate...do you know much about this Amedeo Modigliani bloke?"

I knew that John had been a little put out when the only two people apart from us in a four hundred seat auditorium had chosen to sit right next to us but that one simple question had changed John's mood totally, he explained that Amedeo had started out in Paris as a sculptor and that he was heavily influenced by African sculptures."

"Is it okay if I come round and sit next to you?"

John said, "Sure!"

There was a shuffled movement and the Alpha male's friend crossed in front of all three of us and sat in the seat to John's right. He engaged John in a detailed conversation about the art and Armedoe's later works and as soon as John was looking away from me the alpha male nudged my arm, I looked over at him, his trousers were wide open in the near darkness and he was rubbing his cock. I looked at John to see how he was sitting, his knees were pointing to the right, facing the man at his side so his back was almost towards me.

I reached over and took the alpha's cock and started to rub him. He slipped his left arm over the arm of my seat and wormed his hand under the side of my dress, he went straight for my pussy and started to masturbate me under the cover of my dress.

At one point John reached over for a sweet, the bag was on my lap and as John rummaged in the bag, he pushed the other man's hand harder against my pussy. My face was pulled to the left and the alpha male kissed me, my third man to put his tongue in my mouth.

I was given a minor orgasm, it would have been much bigger but I had to try and hide my pleasure from John. I was stopped from reciprocating on him though, he whispered in my ear, "Give me two minutes and tell your old man that you're going to the toilet!"

I watched as the alpha made his way to the door but he didn't open it, there was no increase in light from the opening door. I told John that I was going to the toilet and left him talking to the other man.

I found the Alpha in the corner by the door, we were out of sight of the main auditorium as well as the night vision camera that recorded all the going's on in the auditorium. He pulled my dress off and bent me over, he took me from behind and gave me a full-blown level ten orgasm before spurting into my cunt.

He pulled out and zipped up, "Wait here like that for a minute!"

I just stood there in the nude, holding my dress in my hand, fortunately I could see through the red tinted glass in the doors if anyone was coming from the outside, so I could cover up if it looked like anyone was coming near. A few seconds after I was left, the other man came down to me, he just turned me to face the wall and pushed his cock in my cunt and as he rocked into me, he said, "Fucking hell, your old man is a boring bastard!"

I took my second load and he told me to go back to my seat.

I was back between the alpha male and John, I had to carefully flick the back of my dress out of the way and sit my bare bottom on the rough material of the seat because my cunt was full of two men's jizz and I didn't want it to wet the back of my dress. John was now facing forwards again, the alpha male grinned at me as I offered John a sweet. John nodded in the alpha male's direction and smiled at me as he put the sweet in his mouth. There was a non-verbal, 'Give him one!'

I thought, 'Too late mate!'

The other man came to the bottom of the stairs just as I was offering the alpha a sweet, "Dave...Dave, We've got to go, something's come up at work mate!"

Dave grinned at me and said, "Thanks for everything darling" and he left John and me alone.

Just as the two men left the auditorium, I guessed not to go to work, but to go into screen five to watch the Elton John movie, the cinema screen was filled with one of Armedoe's paintings of a nude. John leaned in and whispered, "I'm sorry darling, I thought that this film was all about Armedoe's carvings and sculptures, I wouldn't have brought you if I'd known that they were going to show his pornography as well!"

I dug my husband in his shoulder, "John, they're works of art, they aren't pornography."

"Well, I'll bet that you wouldn't pose for something so disgusting!"

"It depends on who asked me, that Armedoe guy can really paint, I'd probably pose for him if he asked me to!"

"Really, you won't even wear a bikini...how the hell would you pluck up the courage to pose in the nude for a stranger?"

"You think I'm so shy that I wouldn't pose in the nude?" John nodded his head.

"Just wait there buster!"

I left my seat and walked out of the auditorium. I saw Dave and his friend at the back of a very long queue of people waiting to get into screen number five as I walked past them and into the ladies toilet. I stopped and turned back, "How long before your film starts?"

"We still have fifteen minutes. Why?"

"I'm going to shock the life out of my husband, I'm going to take my dress off in the auditorium, you could just pop in a minute after I get in there and apologise to John, to say a proper good bye...when you see me naked, ask my husband if you can take my picture on your mobile phones! What do you say?"

Dave said, "I'd rather fuck you again but a photo of you would help me masturbate many times in the future!"

I wiped myself clean in the toilet, rolled a paper towel into a paper sausage and pushed it deep in my cunt to make sure every corner of my inner being was dry.

I grinned at Dave and his mate as I returned to the auditorium, I walked up to John and said, "Do you still say that I wouldn't dare to pose in the nude darling?"

"I do...DARLING!"

I just pulled my dress off in one go and stood there in front of him totally naked...Dave and his friend chose that moment to reappear.

"We just came back to apologise prop...fucking hell mate!"

John whispered, "Dave and his friend are back, you should put your dress back on!"

I looked over my shoulder, Dave and his friend were now two rows of seats away from us and walking slowly towards us.

"But darling, you told me that I would be too scared to pose in the nude for anyone..." I looked over my shoulder at Dave and his friend, "...would either of you like to photograph me in the nude?"

Their phones were already in their hands, I moved out from the confines of the seating area and lay on the carpeted area on the steps for Dave and his friend to snap a few photographs of me. John had moved to the last seat before the aisle and he was watching as I struck several poses for the men.

I said, "Okay boys, that's enough, don't make pigs of yourselves!"

Dave looked John in the eyes and he reached in and rubbed his fingers over my pussy mound while his friend took one last picture.

I walked back to my seat in the nude and said, "Should I put my dress back on darling?"

John was now touching my body, first my breasts and then my pussy. I leaned in and kissed him and then I whispered in his ear, "Would you like me to get you off with my hand darling?"

John visibly shivered.

"Or, perhaps my mouth would be better?"

He shivered even more violently this time.

I bent over his lap and opened his trousers and took his erection out of his trousers, I bent over more and took his cock into my mouth, he climaxed as soon as his cock entered my mouth and I had to swallow quickly to stop him spilling out all over his trousers.

I kissed John's cheek, I thought that pushing my spunk covered tongue into his mouth would be a step too far on our first outing!

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