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First Published: 21 July 2015

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Isabella's Big Mistake Pt 2
by Isabella

Story Code: m/g, m/F, Exhibitionism, Lactation, Under Age, Pedo

I tried to wake William up so that I could dress him, I needed to walk the girls to school and James had already left for work so William had to come with us. I'd never known William to be so sleepy at that time of the day especially as he'd slept all night long. I always breastfed him first thing in the morning and last thing at night, throughout the day I gave him baby food or well chopped adult food, using a pump to express my excess breast milk, some stored in the fridge for occasions like last night when I was out when William went to bed and James fed him using a bottle from the fridge and the rest just dumped. William was falling asleep well before he had finished on my left breast and I had to fight to keep him awake long enough to eat at least a little from my right brest, eventually he was too deeply sleeping to be roused again and I had to use my pump to empty both breasts for my own comfort. In the end I had to dress William while he was still sleeping.

I needed to get to a chemist's shop and not a village chemist either, my family and I were far too well-known in the area and the last thing I wanted was for anyone in my family to find out that I'd needed an abortion, well, there was a slim chance that I wasn't pregnant but it was a slim chance. My husband and I had three children, when James decided it was time to have a baby he just had sex with me three or four times, he'd never given me an orgasm but I'd still fallen pregnant each time.

As soon as James left for work I took the footpath through to the next village to ask my mother to look after William while I took the bus into Northampton. At the end of the footpath my parents village was to the right and the hotel that Sue had taken me to about thirteen hours ago was on the other side of the road to the left. In the bright light of day the hotel looked even more derelict than it had in the twilight of the previous evening. There were two cars parked in front of the hotel, nothing unusual in that, there had been more cars the night before but they were parked around the rear, out of sight of the road. The thing that was unusual was that one of the cars belonged to my father!

I pushed William's buggy across the car park and looked through the window my dad was standing at the bar with Bill, the man who had worked the lights and music last night, he'd fucked Sue twice and me once, I gasped and stepped away from the window but not quickly enough, Bill had already spotted me and drawn my father's attention to the fact that I was there, Bill was just saying, "You and Ron missed the best show so far, Sue found a great new local girl, new to the game but really willing to please, and boy was she gagging for it..."

My dad interrupted Bill, replying as he looked towards the window to see what Bill was pointing out, "We'd both have rather been here for the show too but we need funds to bring the bedrooms up..."

My father stopped short when he spotted me backing away from the window with my sleeping son in his buggy. He came to the door with Bill two paces behind him, "Hi darling, are you looking for me?"

I looked at Bill's face, I was holding my breath, he was sure to recognise me at any moment but didn't seem to and then it dawned on me, Sue had done a remarkable job on me, turning me from a frumpy housewife and mother into a much younger looking stripper or prostitute!

"I was on my way to ask mum to look after William for me..." Bill had to stifle a snigger as he whispered in my father's ear, " She's about thirty-eight years too late for that wouldn't you say Dave?"

"...so I can pop into Northampton on a little errand."

My father shot Bill a withering glance over his shoulder, "This is Isabella, my daughter."

"Hi Bella, I haven't seen you since you were about four years old, you're married to Ron Clark's lad aren't you?"

"It's Isabella and yes I am married to James Clark!"

"You've only just missed your father-in-law, he was here to look at the roof, he's going to get one of his guys to look at patching it up before we start fixing up the bedrooms."

Why's Ron going to fix your roof?"

"Didn't you know? This is one of his buildings! When he took over Hilltop Farm over the back there, this place was part of the deal, the hotel was built on Hilltop's land a hundred years ago and was sold as a leasehold property with a ninety-nine year lease that was never extended and once the mines closed down no one could make a profit here as a hotel!"

"What makes you think that you can make a profit from a hotel here then?"

"We're going for a slightly different business model to a standard hotel."

My dad cleared his throat and looked at Bill sternly, "I don't think my daughter would be at all interested in our business model Bill!"

"Well, she should be, from what I can see of her she'd fit in to our 'model' perfectly!"

Bill laughed out loud at his own comment, my dad didn't see the funny side of Bill's comment at all, he just turned to me and said, "I'm sure your mother would love to look after William for you, you want a lift round to our house?"

"No thanks, the buggy's such a pain to fold up; if it was easier I'd have taken the bus. I'll walk round; you finish off what you were doing here."

My mother was over the moon to be asked to look after William, "Since your father retired he's been busier than he ever was when he was at work, I've been on my own more than I was when he was working as well."

"What's he up too? I saw him round at the old hotel with a man called Bill."

My mum looked a little embarrassed at my mentioning Bill's name, "Your father and a few of his friends are talking about reopening the old hotel as some kind of theme thing."

"And who is Bill? He seemed to know a lot about me."

"Oh, Bill is no one special, just a friend of ours from way back, well; he was a friend of mine from before I met your father."

"As in?"

"As in what?"

"School friend, work friend, Boyfriend'!"

"Well, we were friends through school and when we left school, I guess you could say I was his girlfriend but I'm not sure he would ever say he was my boyfriend. Boys back then had a lot of choice, you know, the war had just ended and there were ten women to every man round here and back then Bill saw it as his duty to take care of his share of the spare women looking for love. When I found that out I looked for a steadier boy to care for and have him care for me, that's when I met your father."

"You mean dad's friends with your ex-boyfriend? Did dad know that Bill was your ex?"

"They've been friends all of their lives, of course your father knew I was going out with Bill first."

"If Bill and my dad have been friends for so long, how come I've never met Bill before?"

My mother's face tuned a bright red and she looked away before she responded to my question, "You saw a lot of Bill up to about your fifth birthday and then I had to ask him to stop coming to the house but your dad continued being friends with him."

I needed to go to catch my bus but I really wanted to get to the bottom of the 'Bill' issue. I left William sleeping in his buggy and ran to the bus stop.

There was a bus stop in town right outside a large pharmacy on the edge of the city centre, I had an embarrassing interview with the pharmacist where I lied and said that I'd been having sex with my husband using a condom as birth control but the condom had slipped off before my husband withdrew.

"Well Mrs Clark, if you're not planning on having another child soon you should really consider using a more permanent birth control measure, something like an IUD, if you decide to try for another child, they whip out the IUD and you're ready to try to a baby the following month or implants, they are very safe but the effects take a little longer to wear off but after six months to a year you'd be back to full fertility."

I didn't mind the lecture, the medical profession were keen for women not to look on the morning after pill as their main form of birth control, the morning after pill wasn't without its risks as well as the moral issues around chemical abortions on demand. I had to take the pill in the presence of the pharmacist, he'd given me the single pill option, there were several on the market but usually they were two pills, one to take in the pharmacy and the second to take at home. "I'd recommend you buy some heavy flow sanitary towels your period will start with a vengeance anytime over the next three to four hours."

I almost ran to the bus station to use their toilet so that I could slip a sanitary towel into my knickers before the impending mess could start. My bus was at the stand so I was soon on my way back to my mother's house. I rushed in and thanked my mum for looking after William for me, "Was he any trouble?"

"No, I pushed him into the back garden in his buggy and he hasn't stirred, I've never known him to sleep so long in the morning. If he's doing it often you could have problems when he starts at the nursary after the summer break!"

"No, this is the first time he's slept like this in months, James probably put him to bed late last night when I was out, broke his routine or something."

William had missed his lunch but was still unwilling to wake up so I started the walk home. I spotted Ron's car in the old hotel car park and Anton, one of Ron's staff working on the roof replacing some broken tiles and sliding slipped tiles back in place. I was tempted to pop over and chat to James's father but the thick wad of sanitary towel between my legs reminded me that I'd probably need to get home quickly and change it.

The field path between villages ran through a meadow that my daughter's school had been built in twenty years earlier. They had built a chain link fence to separate the school's sports field from the meadow and with a remarkable foresight they had also planted various thorn bushes along the outer edge of the fence for added protection.

I entered the field through a gate at the high end of the meadow and so could just see into the sports field above the bushes. I saw an anonymous group of girls playing hockey under the supervision of the games mistress on the sports field to the left of the school and boys were playing football on the section of the sports field to the right. Then I spotted a lone girl playing around the long jump landing pit. I instantly recognised her as my daughter Sarah because of her long golden ponytail. The school was co-ed but the sports field was not, boys and girls were always kept separate for PE, having the luxury of two gymnasiums and Games were always segregated as well.

I wondered why Sarah was playing unsupervised and on her own. Four hula-hoops lay spread out in the sand of the long jump landing pit and Sarah was throwing cricket balls into the hoops over and over again. The girls started to disappear from view behind the thorn bushes as I walked down the hill, it suddenly struck me why Sarah was alone and unsupervised. All of the girls playing hockey were wearing uniform navy sports shorts and scarlet t-shirts, Sarah was in her navy sports knickers and red top. The knickers were only supposed to be worn in the gymnasium when the girls were doing PE rather than out on the field for a games lesson, Sarah was being punished for forgetting to take the correct games kit to school. I'd have to write a strongly worded letter to the head of school governors, their policy was obviously sexist as the boys had only one games kit and could wear it either inside or out.

My attention was drawn to a boy running parallel to, but outside, the school fence, he was too old to be a student of Sarah's school, he was wearing white shorts and T-shirt and then I realised I'd seen the boy just the night before, he was Sue's oldest son, Sam, I knew he was twelve years old because I'd felt guilty the previous day when I stood under the shower watching him take a pee. Our twelve year old kids all went to the comprehensive school in Kettering. Sam must be playing truant because his school was far too far away for him to be running in a cross country race from his school.

As I walked along I watched Sam run past the boys playing field where two of his brothers could have been playing and on to the girls side, he slipped into a hollowed out thorn bush, judging by the well-trodden path running from where I was walking to the gap in the bushes that Sam had used there was probably a hole in the old wire fence around there that the kids from my parent's village used as a shortcut into the school.

I deviated off the main path and onto the path running down to the green cave. I wasn't sure if I was going to challenge Sam, find out if his mother knew he was skipping school or if I was just being nosy as Sam looked to be acting suspiciously. As I neared the opening into the bush I heard Sam whistle and then he whispered, "Sarah, over here!"

Sarah threw a cricket ball over the fence and then she appeared at Sam's side on her hands and knees but I couldn't see where she had appeared from, she seemed to crawl through a solid wall of thorn bush. She jumped to her feet and Sam wrapped her in his arms, bending his knees so he could get low enough to kiss her, her arms wrapped around his neck on instinct.

The kiss lasted for a few minutes before Sam straightened his legs and Sarah's arms slipped from his neck. Sam guided Sarah out into the meadow; I'd stepped into another opening in the bush a few feet away from where Sam and Sarah came out. Sam got on his knees in the tall grass and pulled Sarah down onto her left side beside him. They lay together kissing; Sarah's left arm was under Sam's neck and her right hand on his left hip. Sam was stroking his hand up and down from Sarah's bare thigh up and over her gym knickers to her waist and back as they kissed passionately.

Sam pulled Sarah's right hand off of his hip and pushed it down between their bodies. I almost gave away my position as I gasped when I saw Sarah's fingers grasp Sam's cock through his shorts. Sam then returned to stroking her bottom again. After a few minutes he started to pull Sarah's T-shirt out of the waistband of her knickers, exposing her bare midriff and he began running his fingertips around her side. I watched as he kissed over her cheek and began nuzzling her neck before he pushed his hand inside the back of her knickers.

I was just about to make a move to put a stop to things when Sarah stopped rubbing his cock through his shorts, "Not inside, I told you that last time, remember?"

"Yes I do remember but I also remember you agreeing to go inside my shorts but all you're doing today is rubbing outside!"

Sarah placed Sam's hand back on her covered bottom and then pushed her right hand down inside the front of his shorts, I could see from the movement of her shoulder that she was actually rubbing Sam's cock, probably masturbating him and it didn't look like this was her first time of doing it either.

"Just remember that I won't introduce you to a man until after you've let me play with you inside your knickers Sarah. When Simon and Stewart agreed to arrange for me to come and see you because you wanted to see a boy or a man cum actual spunk for you they told you that I'd expect to touch you all over."

"They lied to me, first Simon told me that he could cum if I rubbed his cock for him and when he didn't cum real spunk he said he was a year too young and his older brother Stuart could do it. I rubbed Stuart off and he climaxed as well but still nothing came out of his willy and he promised me that you could make spunk."

"Well, I think my brothers misunderstood what you asked them, to a boy he cums even if nothing actually comes out of his cock. I really can shoot but I need a little help from the girl, like being able to touch her and see her body as well and if you want me to ask my dad to play for you as well he'll expect to go all the way with you, not just touch outside your clothes."

They kissed again and Sam started pushing Sarah onto her back, she struggled to keep her right hand on his cock inside his shorts until she couldn't reach and then, without any prompting from San she pulled her left arm out from under Sam's neck and her left hand slipped down the front of his shorts and took over from where her right hand left off but it was less effective.

Sam started rubbing his fingers over the front of Sarah's gym knickers as he leaned over her raining kisses over her mouth, between kisses he whispered, "Open your legs," as his fingertips traced out the outline of her pubic mound.

Sarah broke lip contact, "Only outside this time, right?"

Sam nodded his head and pressed his lips against hers once again and Sarah opened her legs slightly. Sam didn't stop kissing her but somehow managed to whisper "Wider!" into her mouth.

I watched as Sarah slowly opened her legs until she was about half way to the splits and Sam's fingers started to slip down between her legs, he carefully sought out Sarah's magic spot, when he found it he was rewarded by Sarah's groan of pleasure into his mouth and her back arching up off of the grass.

Once Sam found the right spot he was like a dog with a bone, he increased the speed and pressure until Sarah lost control, Sam couldn't kiss her anymore as her head was flailing from side to side and her whole body was humping up into the air as she was wracked with the pleasure and pain of her orgasm at Sam's hand. I was shocked and surprised, firstly shocked at myself for just standing there watching Sam and Sarah on the ground out in the open meadow, secondly surprised that Sarah was having such a productive and violent climax at such a young age and thirdly surprised at myself again for feeling turned on watching something that was so wrong!

If I needed proof that Sarah was truly climaxing and not just pretending for Sam's benefit all I needed to do was look at the gusset of Sarah's gym pants as the area covering her vaginal cavity began to turn darker and darker as her lubricating juice literally spurted out of her body.

Sam seemed happy with the job he was doing on Sarah's pleasure but less so what she was doing for him. he stopped rubbing so hard and fast, taking Sarah to a kind of maintenance stage in her orgasm where she was getting a huge amount of pleasure but wasn't being driven crazy and then Sam began to roll up on to his knees, he shuffled his body towards Sarah's head, just close enough that he could still reach her clitoris, then he pulled his shorts down and I could see Sarah's left hand working Sam's cock slowly and awkwardly because of the relative positioning of their bodies.

Sam reached down and hooked his hand behind Sarah's neck and he began pulling her head off of the ground. He was pulling her face towards his cock, Sarah seemed to understand exactly what she was supposed to do and her mouth was already open and ready to receive his cock with an inch still to go before her lips touched his cockhead.

Sam had a massive grin on his lips as Sarah was about to take his cock into her mouth but just at the very last second there were three short blasts and one long blast on a whistle from the other side of the line of bushes and the sound of the teacher calling out, "Right everyone, inside quickly, straight into the showers please. Emma, Jane, could you take the equipment into the shed please..." her voice raised in pitch as well as volume, "...Sarah, Sarah Clark, where are you stupid girl?"

Sarah pulled her head away from Sam's hand and she shouted out, "Over here Miss, I'm looking for a cricket ball."

"Get back into school right now; if the ball is lost it's lost!"

Sarah was about to disappear back into the thorn bush but she stopped and ran back to Sam and kissed him one last time, "I'm sorry Sam, please come again, give me another chance."

"I'll only give you another chance if I can play inside your pants next time. Tell Simon or Stuart when you've thought about it and are ready to do what I want and they'll tell me to come back again."

Sarah kissed Sam again and then she picked up the cricket ball and seemingly melted into the wall of thorns. I listened to the teacher reprimanding Sarah; the way she spoke to Sarah was very aggressive and demeaning, as I made mental notes of what the teacher was saying to my daughter I was watching Sam kneeling in the grass and masturbating himself. Sam didn't take himself to fruition; instead he pulled his shorts up and headed off across the meadow towards the gate and our village.

I had to wait until Sam was out of sight before I could move out of hiding but William chose that moment to wake up and he must have been starving because he woke up miserable. I didn't want to breast feed him in the middle of the day but I didn't have anything else to give him and I couldn't risk anyone else hearing William especially Sam or Sarah so I picked my son up and lifted the front of my t-shirt and opened the flap covering my nipple.

I knew that watching Sam and Sarah had turned me on but I wasn't ready for the feeling I got as William started to feed. Usually when breastfeeding I would zone out, either read a book or listen to music but today I had to be on the alert, I was in a field with my breasts exposed so I was alert and for the first time paying attention to what William was doing as he drank my milk from me. As William suckled he was using both hands to palpate my breasts and I suddenly lost interest in being alert to my surroundings and I was centred on how William was manipulating my breasts, the feeling of his mouth on my nipple and the twin rivers of excitement that were running down the insides of my thighs.

For the first time in my life I was considering masturbating myself, not unusual for most women but very unusual for me, one of my main problems with my life was my inability to look after my own sexual needs when I wasn't getting sex from my husband, I had actually never masturbated in my life before but here, standing at the edge of the meadow with my son at my breast, I really wanted to rub myself between my legs.

It only took William fifteen minutes to finish off both sides; he'd totally emptied both breasts and was looking for more food but at least he was happy and I'd given Sam enough time to get home. Sam hadn't gone home though; Sam was just hanging around outside the village shop trying to talk people into buying him a can of beer. Sam saw me and William and he ran over to me, "Hi, my mum said that I missed out last night."

"Why, what did you miss out on?"

"I thought it was my mum in the shower when I took my piss last night and because I've seen her in the shower so often I didn't bother looking. This morning she told me that you were in the shower not her, I wish I'd cum in you in the shower."

"Don't you mean come in the shower with me?"

"No, I would have tried hard to make you cum too but I would definitely have cum in you."

Sam was squatting down in front of the buggy making a fuss of William as he spoke to me, it was a good thing that William was too young to understand what Sam was saying but I suddenly fell into step and realised what he was actually saying. "Can I push your son's buggy, help you to get home?"

"Why aren't you in school? Does your mother know?"

"I told her I had a headache when I woke up this morning, she phoned in to school for me."

"And did you really have a headache?"

"No, I had arranged to meet a girl after lunch; she wants to watch a boy shooting off for her but we didn't have enough time today."

I wondered just how truthful Sam would be, certainly more honest than I thought he would be, I was almost going out of my mind I was so turned on, I really needed William to take his afternoon nap so that I could try and find a little space and privacy to get rid of my itch.

"And what do you have planned for after she's seen you shoot for her?"

"Well, after that, if she's willing to play as well, I'll introduce her to my father."

"You think your father would be interested in a girl of your age?"

Sam laughed, "My dad would do an animal if it smiled at him, the girl is younger, that's why I had to skip school, she's still at the primary school."

"A primary school girl, she must be really young!"

Of course I knew exactly how old Sarah was; I just wanted to see how much information Sam would willingly divulge.

"I think she's in Simon's year at school so that would make her six or seven. She's already wanked both of my youngest brothers off during lunch breaks at school, they told her that they could shoot off but they're really too young but she still fell for it and wanked them both off a few times before they agreed to ask me to meet her."

"Wow, dangerous to do that sort of thing in school!"

"Well, during lunch break but not actually inside the school, the teachers watch the main gates to stop kids going out of school at lunch time but no one watches the back fence!"

Sam had a triumphal grin on his face as he told me how the kids at school sneaked out of school literally right behind the teacher's backs.

"What's the girl's name? I might know her."

Sam looked at me suspiciously, I smiled at him, "I was young once, I remember what we were like at that age, wanting to experiment with everything, try every new experience, break every rule. Sam stood up, he looked down at William, it was the first faltering in Sam's willingness to brag about his conquest.

"Did you know that I'd been in the bathroom while you were in the shower?"

"I did, I saw everything, I didn't say anything because I thought it might embarrass you to find a stranger looking at your cock."

"Did you like what you saw?"

"Yes, very much, it was actually quite a turn on to watch you peeing especially when you shook the drips off the end."

"I wasn't even hard last night, the girl didn't get me off, I still need a little help, well a lot of help, will your son take a nap when you get home?"

"He's been sleeping all morning; I doubt that he'll sleep again this afternoon. So, the girl, what was her name?"

Sam shrugged his shoulders, "All I know is her first name was Sarah!"

"That's no help, there are five Sarah's in year two, actually probably six, how did you know which Sarah to take?"

"That's the genius thing, all Sarah had to do was take her gym knickers to school instead of her shorts for games and the games mistress just sticks her by the fence and ignores her for the whole eighty minutes. All I had to do was get close to the fence by the long jump pit and whisper her name and voila, she popped through the fence at my feet."

"And what did you two do together?"

"Well, I got her off, she wouldn't let me see or touch her inside her panties so I didn't cum for her, I was just about to get a blow-job off of her when they ended the lesson and started looking for her. So, can I come home with you and get a hand? You saw my soldier sleeping yesterday; surely you'd like to see him awake and standing to attention!"

I have to say that the way I was feeling I could do with some help myself, William wouldn't sleep but he would sit and watch 'Despicable Me' all day long if I let him. All he'd need to keep him tied to the sofa was a drink and a bag of cookies and he'd be set until dinner time.

"If I allowed you to come home with me there would have to be rules."

"Sure I'll agree to anything."

I took a deep breath. I'd never had to negotiate a sexual encounter, even last night I had no real idea what had happened, I'd just gone along with what Sue told me to do. "If I do let you come home with me you can't touch me, it's my wrong week, I'm on my period, okay?"

Sam grinned, "My dad always says don't let a little mess put you off having fun, it'll all wash off in the shower."

Well I hadn't got Sam's agreement not to try and touch me but we were still walking along together in the direction of my house, Sam had taken over driving William's buggy and he kept looking over at me and grinning, he would make eye contact and then his eyes would drop down to my breasts, with the help of the webbing and strapping of my breastfeeding bra my breasts must have looked as big and round as his mothers, the only difference was when she took her bra off her breasts remained the same size and shape, when I took my bra off, especially if they were heavy with milk they would sag down to my waist.

When we reached home Sam waited in the kitchen while I settled William down in front of the TV with a fruit-shoot and some biscuits, he chose the DVD of 'Monsters Ink'. I dragged my heels a little on my return to the kitchen; it would be safe to say that I definitely was getting a case of terminal cold feet. Sex at night, with strangers, in a strange place and with the help of some kind of drug or other was one thing but in my kitchen, in broad daylight with someone I loosely knew and stone cold sober, that was another thing.

"Look Sam, I think I've made a mistake in inviting you back here, big mistake, I don't think..."

As I was talking Sam had closed the distance between us and just as I was about to ask him to leave his lips covered mine and stopped me speaking, his right hand behind my neck and his left hand easing the front of my t-shirt out of my skirt and pushing his hand under, seeking out my bra covered breasts.

Without even thinking about what I was doing I found my right hand rubbing up and down the front of his shorts, his cock was already hard, so long that his cock head was peeking out over the top of his shorts, as my palm felt the heat of his cockhead and the dampness I pushed my hand down inside his shorts and grasped his hard cock firmly and began to rub it up and down.

I was shocked that Sam seemed to know exactly how to work my nursing bra but he did, there was no exploration, he just flipped the catch and pulled down the flap covering my left nipple, his mouth slipped down and found it and began to suck hard.

"How did you know how to work my bra?"

"I did this to my mother for as long as I could remember but then she wanted her boob-job and had to stop her milk."

"When did your mum have her breast augmentation?"

Sam grinned at me for using the word augmentation, his mouth returned to my nipple and he sucked a little more milk before answering, "This time last year." And then right back to suckling.

I pushed his face away from my breast, "You mean your mother was still breastfeeding you last year? When you were, what? Eleven!"

"Not just me, all five of us, even my dad took a turn, he was really disappointed when mum stopped her milk and told him she wouldn't be having any more babies."

Sam forced his mouth back against my breast and began suckling again, his left hand palpating my breast to increase the flow of milk and his right hand began rubbing over the front of my skirt, as I felt his fingers tracing over my pubic bone I remembered watching him doing the same thing to my daughter and a shiver of excitement ran through my body.

Sam's hand slipped under my skirt and I actually spread my legs slightly so Sam could get easier access to his target without him needing to ask me to. The thick sanitary towel got in the way of Sam doing to me what he'd done to Sarah.

Sam began to work my knickers down slowly, I wanted to tell him that he couldn't 'Go all the way' but I just carried on rubbing his cock and revelling in the feeling of his strong lips sucking on my nipples, moving from one to the other. When Sam finally got my knickers down to my knees I looked down for the first time, the pad in my knickers was quite disgusting, covered in blood, fresh and dry.

My knickers had passed the point that Sam could reach without breaking contact with my nipples so he started working on his shorts and pushed them down under his balls. I'd seen his cock flaccid the night before and thought it a remarkable size for so young a boy, now that it was fully erect it looked really impressive, it would have looked impressive on a man let alone a boy hardly into his teens.

Now that his cock was out in the open I began to masturbate him in earnest, helping him to climax was, after all, all that I'd promised him. Sam began to thrust his hips into mine; his cock was still grasped firmly in my hand so I was able to 'Manage' Sam's 'Expectations' or rather intentions. He gripped my left nipple between his teeth and growled, "Please," into my breast.

He didn't need to tell me what he was pleading for, I had worked that out and as he kept up thrusting his hips against mine I considered my actions, I checked the time, Sarah and Dawn would be home in around an hour. I didn't so much make up my mind what I was going to do, the only tangible thing in my head was, 'Whatever is going to happen it has to be all over in fifty minutes so I'd better get on with it!'

I started to pull Sam's flagpole down and as I masturbated him I rubbed his cockhead over the small patch of pubic hair left covering my mound, as I rubbed harder and harder trying to get Sam off his cockhead began to move more, off of the patch of hair and down over the inch of bare flesh leading to my vaginal cleft. My knickers were around my knees and now Sam's shorts were down around his ankles, he was pushing against me so hard that I started moving backwards towards the kitchen table.

My knickers slipped lower, down to my ankles, I almost tripped over backwards but managed to steady myself, one foot slipped out of the leg hole and then my knickers were just an anklet around my right ankle. Sam had left his shorts in the middle of the kitchen. I felt the cold edge of the kitchen table against the backs of my thighs, Sam was still pushing me back, I began to fall back across the table and somehow my hand seemed to have a mind of its own and was guiding Sam's cock towards my bloody gash.

I gasped as Sam's cock filled my cunt, as soon as his cockhead was gloved in my velvet sheath he went mad, he was like a fucking steam hammer pounding away at my inner metal. Last night I'm sure I had bigger cocks in my hole so the shock certainly wasn't his size, I think it was because of his age, it was all just so taboo, fucking a schoolboy in my kitchen while my son watched TV in the next room and with the added danger that my daughters could be home any moment.

I was glad when I heard Sam's breathing rhythm change and his muscle control turned very ragged, he was close to his end game, it would all be over very soon, I allowed my eyes to flick over to the kitchen clock, Sam was close and there was still around ten minutes left before my daughters could be home. Sam started pumping his juice into my cunt, the feeling of his thick hot semen flooding into my body triggered off an even bigger orgasm on my part, I suddenly turned very verbal and expressed my climax at the top of my lungs.

I'd expected Sam to pull out once he'd emptied his balls but he didn't, he just stood upright and started to rock in and out of me to try and keep my climax going, there was a sound behind Sam and as I looked around Sam's body William popped into view. Sam saw me looking and he twisted to look for himself, "Hey Billy-boy, you hungry?"

William nodded his head and Sam bent over, lifted William up and placed his face against my exposed breasts. As William started sucking milk from my breast Sam regained his erection and began fucking me all over again. If I thought that the situation had been exciting before, now that William was breastfeeding while I was being fucked I went way over the top, almost screaming through climax after climax.

Sam shot off in me for a second time and then he stepped away from me, his abdomen, cock, balls and upper thighs were covered in my blood, I looked at the time, Sarah and Dawn should have been home by now, "Take your shorts into the bathroom and get yourself cleaned up, my daughters will be here at any minute."

I managed to scoop up my knickers and their bloody content and I dropped them into the bin just as Sarah and Dawn ran through the back door into the kitchen. I was still feeding William but fortunately my skirt had fallen down and covered my lower body. The floor in front of the kitchen table was a bloody and wet mess but fortunately kids never notice a mess just in case they're asked to clean it up.

I didn't get the chance to say anything to the girls before Sam walked into the kitchen, thankfully he'd put his shorts back on but now I had a problem, how could I explain Sam's presence in our house? "Ah, Sam... Sarah, Sam came round to ask if he could hang out with you for a while this afternoon, I told him he could if you wanted him to but that he'd have to be gone before your father gets home."

Sam grinned at me, impressed by my quick thinking, he actually looked genuinely surprised to find that Sarah was actually my daughter but he was fast on his feet too, "Your mum said we could listen to music or something in your bedroom if you want too!"

Sarah gave me an awkward smile, then she held out her hand for Sam to take it, she led him off towards the stairs and on to her bedroom, Sam gave me a smile over his shoulder as he disappeared out of sight on the stairs.

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