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My Boyfriend's father
by Isabella

Story Code: M/F, m/f, M/f, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Under Age Sex, First Time

At our school, half of us move up to the upper school at thirteen, the rest stay behind until they are sixteen and then they go to a sixth form college, it was a bit of a lottery, they deliberately split the cohort over skills, abilities and behaviour as well as student sex. The idea is that neither school get an advantage over the other in theory.

As we get closer to the end of year eight we all start to wonder who will go and who will stay, we start to try and align ourselves with other kids who will be with us in year eight. Danny Cartwright had been spending a lot of time getting close to me, it took him four weeks to actually ask me if I was in the group that was due to move on or the group that was going to stop there for three more years.

Both Danny and I were heading off in year nine to the new school, he also asked me when I was going on my orientation tour of the new school and he organised to come along on the same day. We lived at opposite ends of the village and hadn't really had much to do with each other before the impending move but on the first day of the school holidays Danny came to call for me to see if I was going out to 'play'!

I was so embarrassed that I wanted the floor to open up beneath me, not just from Danny calling for me but the look on my mother's face as she was pushing me out of the door to go with him. We walked from my end of the village to Danny's end by the longest possible route and it still took less than thirty minutes, we were just sitting on a bench in the park, Danny's house just the other side of the road from the park. We were talking about school, the subjects we may opt for and the exams we wanted to take and the ones we were desperate to avoid, we actually had a lot in common.

At around eleven thirty Danny asked if I'd like a glass of juice, or a coke or something, I nodded my head and then I followed Danny over to his house. I was surprised to find that the house was empty, at thirteen years old, Danny's parent's trusted him to be in the house alone during the days while on the long summer vacation, my mother didn't work, just so that she would be there in our house at all times.

We were both sitting in the kitchen drinking coke when the back door opened and Danny's father walked in with two large pizzas in boxes from the takeaway in Kettering. I jumped to my feet, almost crapping myself. Mr. Cartwright gave me a warm smile and told me to sit back down, "Want to join Danny and me for a pizza lunch?" "No, I'd better get off home; my mother will be expecting me home for lunch." "Ring her up; at least ask her if it would be okay for you to stop over for lunch."

I was pointed in the direction of the living room to where the phone was and Danny's father closed the door so that I could have privacy while talking to my mother. I have to say from the outset that my mother was being very childish when I asked her if I could stop over with Danny and his father for pizza, she acted like a dammed nine year old, giggling at my discomfort. I hung up the phone and joined Danny and his father in the kitchen, the two huge pizzas were open on the table and three plates spread out around the round kitchen table.

Mr Cartwright pointed to one, "Meat-feast with spicy chicken, the other is almost vegetarian, just cheese, tomato, onion and peppers, help yourself." I had just one slice from each pizza, Danny had four slices, all from the meat-feast and his father ate the rest of the meat-feast and one slice from the vegetable one. The rest of the vegetable pizza, three quarters of it were plated and put in the huge, American style, fridge freezer.

Danny got two cokes and a can of beer for his dad, "You got to go back to work this afternoon?" "No, I have a few phone calls to make and a little office work to catch up on, but I'll try not to get under your and Victoria's feet." Mr. Cartwright took his beer through to the living room and began phoning his clients up. Danny looked a little awkward, then he said, "You want to go to my room and listen to some music?" "We'd better not!" "Why?" I shrugged my shoulders, "I have no idea, I've never been in a boy's bedroom before!"

I was more reluctant to go with Danny to his bedroom because his father was in the living room but I would have been worried anyway, even if we had been alone. Wait a darn gone minute, my head wasn't on straight, it dawned on me that it would be much safer to be in a boy's bedroom if his parents were in the house than if they were out.

It dawned on me that I really wasn't up on interpersonal relationships, I knew many girls of my age who had boyfriends, who knew what a boyfriend expected but then, Danny wasn't really my boyfriend, he was just a friend who happened to be a boy.

In the end we sat in the kitchen drinking coke and chatting, at four o'clock I said that I should be going home, so Danny walked me there as we walked, Danny said, "It could be hot tomorrow, they said on the news that there might be no wind at all tomorrow and it could be twenty-eight degrees centigrade or even higher tomorrow, if it is that hot, you could use our swimming pool if you like, I'll call round for you if you like?"

Mum badgered me to find out what Danny's house was like, what we had got up to, when I said that we spent our time sitting in the kitchen, talking and drinking coke, she seemed very disappointed, "Well, tell me that he kissed you goodbye at least when he walked you home." "He did not!" "Oh, that's a pity, is he a little slow?" I didn't understand what she meant but when I told her that Danny had invited me to use his pool if it was hot the next day, she seemed to grow a little happier, "Ah! So, he'll probably make his big move tomorrow then!"

It was an uncomfortable evening; it had been getting hotter and hotter all through the day, it was difficult to get to sleep that night as it was so hot and in the morning, right on cue, the wind dropped and what little comfort could be sort from the breeze disappeared and it turned hotter than hell.

At about nine o'clock my mother asked me which swimming costume I was going to wear to go over to Danny's house in to use his family's swimming pool. I dug out my 'old faithful', school uniform, swimming costume and showed it to my mum, "This one I thought." Mum told me to put it on so she could see what it looked like, when I returned, she just shook her head, "That's okay for school, they want everyone to look the same for competitions and such like, but on holiday, on a hot day like today, you should wear something like a bikini."

Mum went to the basket in the garage, the one we put clothes that were too small for us, the clothes that, once the basket was full, would be sent off to goodwill. When she returned she had the bikini that I had worn the year before when we took a family holiday to Southern Spain, in the following twelve months I had grown a little on top and hairs had sprouted in an area that the bikini bottoms didn't quite cover.

I was very reluctant to change but after a lot of pestering, I finally gave in and went to my bedroom to try the bikini on. The top was very tight, I had to actually push my breasts down to get them in and there was a little triangle of hair that projected above my bikini bottoms. My mother called me down so she could see, I walked in, "See, this is far...... too........ s!" Danny sat there at the kitchen table with a broad grin on his face. I froze, mid-sentence, my mother said, "Doesn't she look fabulous Daniel, you do look great in that bikini darling." Danny sat there nodding in agreement with my mother.

My mother had a t-shirt and short skirt in her hands, "Don't bother changing, just put these on top and take your bra and knickers with you in your towel!" "She doesn't need a towel Mrs. Porter; we have tons of them in the pool hut." Just as a pointer to exactly how confused or shy I was, I actually left the kitchen to put my t-shirt and skirt on.

No one will ever know just how strange it feels to be walking along in the street with a boy, who I have to admit, was beginning to grow on me, while wearing a very undersized bikini on under my skirt and t-shirt, knowing I had my clean knickers and bra in my shoulder bag. Just walking along was making me more than a little excited and Danny talking to me, trying to make me laugh was adding to my excitement.

When we got to the drive up to Danny's house I cooled slightly on seeing Danny's father's car on the drive "Is your father still at home?" Danny seemed to think about it for a moment or two before nodding his head, "I'm not sure what time he has to go out today, probably later this morning or even this afternoon."

I slowed my pace slightly, "Why didn't you wait until he had gone out to come and call for me?" "Well, he could be here for hours, and now that I've finally plucked up the courage to talk to you, I didn't want to miss a single minute of the time I can be with you."

We walked into the kitchen, Danny's father was sitting at the kitchen table, dressed in his pyjamas and dressing gown, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. When Danny and I walked in, Mr Cartwright put his paper down and stood up, he came over and kissed me on the cheek as he rubbed my back between my shoulder blades, he hadn't shaved yet so the kiss on my cheek was a little prickly but it was more physical contact than Danny had plucked up the courage to do to me yet.

Danny asked me to follow him out to the pool; I didn't see the pool the day before as we never really left the kitchen the last time I was there. Danny undressed down to his underpants which, for some reason, I had expected to see swimming trunks under his clothes, like I was wearing my bikini under mine. Danny turned his back on me, skinned his underpants down and threw them over his shoulder and slipped into the pool, stark staring naked! I had never seen a naked male in the flesh before in my life; I didn't know what the hell to do.

Instinctively I turned away from the pool, I had just finished taking off my skirt and t-shirt and was standing there in a bikini that was far too small for me. I was looking back at the house, I saw Danny's father at the bedroom window overlooking the pool, he slipped out of his dressing gown and walked through the doorway into his en-suite bathroom. The windows in the small bathroom were floor to ceiling and wide open, I watched as Danny's father stripped his pyjama top off, his upper body was hairy like a monkey but he was very muscular, even from fifty feet away I could see six, well defined, little clenched fist sized muscles, three on each side of his abdomen.

I watched as Danny's father turned his back on the window and bent over, I got a very unflattering view of a grown man's naked bottom and then I watched as Danny's father stepped into the shower cubicle, again, I turned my back, it was obvious that naked men were like busses, wait thirteen years without one turning up, then, suddenly, two come along at once. I was now facing the pool again, Danny was swimming up and down the twenty-five meter pool like a shark, then he brought his head up out of the water, blew the pool water from his nose, "Come in, the water's great."

I was trying to work out what I should do, go home, get in the pool, scream out at the top of my lungs. Danny was at the edge of the pool, hands on the edge and crouching, ready to push himself out of the pool, so once again, I spun towards the house, looking up at Danny's father's bathroom window again, watching as a grown man soaped and scrubbed his body, naturally, obscured slightly by the shower screen and cascading water.

I watched until I saw the water being turned off and he started to step out from behind the screen, then I had to turn back again to the pool, I had my eyes closed but opened them to a squint, Danny was sitting on the poolside with his back to me, "Shouldn't you be wearing a pair of trunks or something Danny?"

"No, we never wear trunks or bikinis in the pool at home, hardly anyone we know who own their own pools do." 'Why did Danny invite me here, he knows I'm shy, really shy!" Went through my mind, "Anyone want a drink?" Danny's father said from behind me, I spun back towards the house again; Danny's father was walking towards the pool carrying a tray with a large jug of what looked like dentists mouth rinse filled with ice cubes, a large bottle of coke and three glasses on it.

"Rum punch in the jug or coke, take your pick." Mr Cartwright bent forward to put the tray down on a low table at the side of a sun-lounger, I was staring directly down the front of his loosely tied towelling robe and I mean, all the way down the front of his robe and it was very obvious that Mr Cartwright wasn't wearing trunks either. I thought back to when I had seen him bending over, there were no white bits on a very well tanned body, so it was obvious that Mr Cartwright sunbathed without trunks on as well.

I was breathing at least twice as fast as I should have been, my heart was pounding too, so hard that I could actually hear it beating in my own ears and as I looked down the front of his dressing gown, my eyesight was actually phasing in and out of focus in time with my heartbeat. Danny's father stood up and looked at my face, then he came over and put his hand on my forehead, "The sun is burning you up, did you bring any sunscreen and you really need a hat on."

"No, I didn't think to bring sunscreen." 'Actually, why hadn't my mother thought to tell me to bring sunscreen along, I have ginger hair and alabaster skin, my mother always told me to take sunscreen with me if I was going to spend any time outside, perhaps she expected me to spend more time inside Danny's house than outside it.'

"Never mind, we buy sunscreen by the gallon here, nothing fancy, no hypoallergenic or perfume free, just good old factor ten, waterproof sunscreen, not perfect but I'm sure it'll do the job." Danny's father walked over to the pool room and returned with an industrial sized bottle of sunscreen and a pile of towels in his arms. The towels were spread out over three loungers, then Danny's dad sat down, He called Danny over, squirted a little sunscreen into Danny's hands and said, "You know the bits that you have to do for yourself."

I sat on a sun-lounger and watched as Danny's dad rubbed sunscreen in all over Danny's back, bottom and the backs of his legs and while he did that, Danny oiled his chest, stomach, cock and balls and the front of his legs. I just sat there in disbelief as Danny rubbed oil into his willy and as he did, his willy grew, it grew quite a bit actually, even more so when he looked over at me and smiled when he saw me watching him. Danny was obviously finished, all the oil rubbed well into his skin, he stepped away from his father, looked at me and asked, "Punch or Coke?" As Danny poured two glasses full of Rum punch, he stopped and looked over at me, "The punch isn't too strong."

"Okay, I'll try a little punch please." Danny filled the third glass with Rum punch as his father squirted oil into his hands, "Come over here Victoria, I'll oil your back for you." I don't know why I did it but I slipped off of the lounger I was sitting on and went over to Danny's father, he was now sitting on his lounger with one leg over each side, he indicated that I should sit between his legs, then, as Danny passed my glass of punch over to me his father began to massage the cool oil into my neck, shoulders and lower back.

Danny's father was a great massager, as I sipped the cold, cold Rum punch, cold but as I swallowed the punch it burnt the back of my throat, it felt like Danny's father's fingers were actually melting into my skin, this was no quick covering of my skin with oil to protect it from the sun as he had done to his son, Mr Cartwright was lavishing all of his attention on trying to get the sun protection as deeply into my skin as possible.

As the oil was being rubbed in, he was whispering in my ear, a bunch of rubbish really but things like, "Danny has always said that you are the smartest girl in his class." And "Danny has always said that you were the prettiest girl in his school, I told him, he should talk to you, when he found out that you lived just the other end of the same village, I told him to invite you over to use our pool." He also suggested to Danny that he oil my arms for me, Danny put his half-finished drink back on the table, told me to finish my glass and took the empty glass out of my hand and put it next to his own glass, then he squirted a little oil into his hands and lifted my left hand and began oiling at my left wrist and up my arm.

Danny had knelt on the floor at my side and as he got closer to my shoulder, my hand was brushing his abdomen, just the backs of my fingers brushing against Danny's stomach, then as he rubbed the oil over the top of my shoulder, he had to ease himself up slightly to reach that high and as he did, his hard cock brushed against my fingers. I should have pulled my hand away, especially after I heard a quiet chuckle coming from his father behind me, "I think you should do the other arm now Danny."

Even though I had drunk a half a pint of liquid in just a few minutes my mouth was really dry, Danny moved over to the other side of the lounger and as he did his father 'hotched' his body a little closer to my back and he began to rub oil into my shoulders and neck all over again, as he moved, I could feel the open edges of his towelling robe brushing against my sides. Danny began to oil my right arm and was soon rising up again to rub oil over the top of my shoulder and again, the backs of my fingers were rubbing against his willy.

Danny's father's fingers were nor rubbing over the top of the back strap of my bikini, my skin was being pinched in rather because of how small the top was, Danny's father leaned in a little as his hands rubbed oil into my sides, "Your top feels really tight, it must be a little uncomfortable, aren't you?" I swallowed hard; it was really difficult to swallow at all as my mouth was so dry. Mr Cartwright had spoken so softly that I was sure that Danny, even as close as he was at that moment couldn't hear his father, I could only just hear him over the pounding of my heart, "There's only me and Danny here, why don't you let me undo the strap for you, then I can oil your back properly."

Danny had been rubbing oil into the top of my shoulder for several minutes, he had moved his body slightly and now my fingertips were brushing against his really hard cockhead, my eyes were closed from the pleasure of the massage and because I was afraid that if I opened my eyes the dream would disappear and I would wake up. Mr Cartwright's lips brushed against my ear as he said, "Can I please Victoria, can I undo your bikini top?"

I didn't want the dream to end so I just nodded my head, just once, I wouldn't have been able to speak anyway as my mouth was so dry. "Legs Danny!" His father said just a little above a whisper. I felt the knot in the shoestring back strap of my top being pulled and fiddled with and finally the front of my bikini top relaxed and Danny's eyes flicked up from my feet as his father eased the halter string over the top of my head. Danny began to massage oil into my legs as his father began to massage oil into my back again, this time he was able to rub in long sweeping strokes from the back of my bikini bottoms to my neck.

I felt the lounger bounce a little and looked down at Danny, I saw the shadow on the floor at the side of Danny, his father was pulling his towelling robe off and he threw it over and onto the lounger that I had been sitting on. A shiver ran through my spine when I realised that both Danny and his father were totally naked now and I was topless in front of people other than my parents for the first time in my life. It was also a bit of an additional kick that I was topless outside in someone else's garden.

Mr Cartwright placed more oil into his hands and he moved a little closer to me again. He was so close now that I could feel the hairs on his chest rubbing against my back, tickling me as he moved; he began by rubbing his hands around my body, from my sides, following the waistband of my bikini bottoms, then he rubbed oil into my belly, Danny was up to my knees, oiling both legs as he moved up from my feet, a few inches on my left leg and then the same on my right leg.

Danny was easing my feet apart so that he could get his hips in between my feet and also rub the oil further round my legs than he could when they were closed tight. The hands on my stomach, rubbing oil in were now pulling me backwards slightly, I relaxed and let Danny's father pull my back into his chest, his oil soaked hands slipped higher, very, very gently transitioning from my stomach and up, over my breasts. "Does that feel nice Victoria?" I tried to speak but all that came out was a slight purr. Danny's hands were right up, close to the tops of my thighs now, just a fraction of an inch from the leg hole of my bikini bottoms.

I suddenly felt a lot of heat in the small of my back and then I realised that Danny's father's cock had woken up and was now pressing into the small of my back as he used both hands to massage oil deep into my breasts. Danny's fingers were now touching the material of my bikini bottoms as he tried to rub oil as close as possible to what was left of the material covering my body.

I felt lips brushing my cheek, Mr Cartwright was rolling his hips slightly and I could feel his cock, which felt at least three times the size of Danny's very erect cock, rubbing back and forth against my lower back, rubbing in the slippery oil that had been piled all over my back, another kiss, brushing my neck, than another just below my ear, and then my earlobe being sucked into his mouth as he changed from massaging my breasts to pinching both of my nipples gently before he whispered in my ear, "If you lift your bottom a little, Danny can help you by pulling your bikini bottoms down for you."

Again, the whisper had been so soft that I was sure that Danny couldn't possibly have heard him but before I even moved, Danny's fingers were easing under the waistband of my bikini bottoms. I thought about it. Thought about lifting my bottom but instead I shook my head, as soon as I did, Danny's fingers eased back out of my bikini bottoms. "Right, I have to go out, you two be good. Are you okay to do lunch for you two Danny?" Danny said he'd do sandwiches as he took my hand and eased me to my feet, I looked back at his father, his dressing gown was wide open and I gulped when I saw what had grown between his legs, it looked about the size of a softball bat.

As Danny's father walked back to the house I began regretting shaking my head and not just lifting my bum to see where things would have gone. We messed around in the pool for the rest of the morning, Danny made sandwiches, I have to say, him sitting there in the nude and me with my boobs out did feel really strange but Danny didn't seem too bothered about it, after we had finished eating we went to his bedroom to listen to music, as soon as Danny opened his bedroom door I was blown away by the size of his room, and the size of his bed. "Your bed is massive, why do you have such a large bed?" "All five beds in the house are king sized, it just makes things easier, one size of sheets, one size of duvets and when dad has a party, all the bedrooms can be used."

We sat on the bed listening to music, when Danny's father was around Danny seemed to have a lot of confidence but when it was just him and me, laying on his bed, him totally naked and me in just my bikini bottoms he really kept his distance. I even moved a lot closer to him, let my leg touch his side, and even then he didn't touch me. We did do a lot of talking though, I found out all about his father, his father's business and his father's wild parties that always ended up with people using all of the bedrooms for fun during the party.

Suddenly I realised that it was almost six o'clock, I had to get home before my father got home from work, I dressed quickly and by the time I was ready so was Danny, I tried to stop him walking me home, I didn't want my dad to see me with a boy but Danny insisted, he'd walk me most of the way and then just follow behind until he had seen me set to my door, just in case.

On the driveway, right under where his father had parked there was a large green puddle, Danny dipped a finger in the liquid, rubbed his fingers together, "Oil, transition fluid, my dad had to have his engine fixed, the gearbox had no oil in it and just stopped working, looks like he has a leak, I'll ring him and warn him right after I get back. Danny kept his word, he walked with me, we even held hands as we walked along and three streets from home, he kissed me on the cheek and then he just followed on behind me for the last three streets.

As I walked down my drive I noticed a small patch of green liquid on the drive, right slap band in the middle, I scuffed my shoe in it and it was slippery like oil. I walked in the kitchen, my mother was running around like a demented flea, she was trying to cook dinner and get dressed as well as brush her hair that was all messed up. She finally got herself looking straight and the dinner on track when my father walked in the kitchen.

My father wanted my mother to go out to the pub with him after dinner, my mother got me on my own as I was washing the pots, "I need a favour off of you, I was expecting your father to go to the pub on his own tonight, I had a little accident in my bed earlier and I need the bottom sheet changing and the mattress flipping over while we're out if you can manage it for me."

As soon as mum and dad left for the pub I ran up to their bedroom, the top sheet was on the floor at the side of the bed and slap bang in the centre of my parent's double bed was a huge wet patch, I bent over the bed and sniffed. The wet patch had a musky smell, it was a good job that every window in the house was open or that musk would have stunk the house out it was so strong.

I stripped the mattress off of the bed, there were lots of old stains on the mattress but none anywhere close to the size of the fresh one. It took me all of my strength to flip the mattress, I thought back to Danny's bed and thanked God that my parent's mattress wasn't as deep as the one on Danny's bed and also that my parents only had a standard double bed and not the football pitch of a bed that Danny had.

Okay, I was only thirteen but I wasn't stupid, the last few days my mother had been on top of the world, she was happy, I hadn't seen her happy in years, she had started singing in the mornings and all that, 'pushing me in Danny's direction', earlier in the day, all that and the fact that she had started dressing up more, probably one of the reasons that my dad asked her to go to the pub with him, because she looked better after rushing to get straight than she had looked in years. I added it all up, my mother was having an affair and from the small pool of oil on our driveway, it was probably Danny's father who had just fucked my mother in her marriage bed, and I was helping to hide the evidence from my father.

To help my mother further in her deception of my father, I took her spoiled sheet down to the utility room and popped it into the washing machine, it was so hot at night that the sheet would probably dry before my parents got home if I put it on a quick wash and hung it out straight away.

My father was more than a little merry when they walked home from the pub, I could hear him from four houses away, he was going on and on about how pretty my mother was and how she had turned every head in the bar, as they walked in through the front door, I heard my father say, "I'm the luckiest man in the world, they all wanted to fuck you but I'm the only one to bring you home and actually do it."

I winced slightly as I heard him, I was supposed to be asleep as it was so late but I had been reading a romantic trash novella in bed. I had never heard my father speak like that to my mother, but then I hadn't heard him quite so drunk before. I followed them both in my mind as they climbed the stairs; I knew every squeak on the stairs and along the ladder to their bedroom. About fifteen seconds after they got into their bedroom, I heard a rhythmic banging as their headboard hit the wall over and over again. That was the first time I was ever awake while my mother and father had sex, I guess they did have sex, judging by the number of stains on their bed.

The banging of the headboard lasted less than five minutes, I heard my father verbalising for two or three seconds but I heard nothing from my mother and then, all went silent. In the morning, my father had already left for work before I woke up, I walked in the kitchen and found my mother smoking at the kitchen table, "You've started smoking again!" "I need something to calm me down; I'm going to have a very worrying two weeks ahead, I'm lucky I'm not taking something far stronger."

I got some juice and cereal for my breakfast, when I'd finished my mother asked for my help with her bed. I helped my mother pull the bottom sheet off, there was a wet patch about the size of a saucer in the middle of the mattress, similar in size to all of the other stains that were much older, "We need to stand the mattress against the window for a few hours to dry." There was a similar musky smell to the previous day but it was only a tenth as strong as I remembered it, as we pulled the mattress over to the window, the bottom still had it's wet patch too, in fact the divan base also had a wet patch too, as soon as the bottom of the mattress was exposed, the musk smell almost knocked me off my feet, the wet patch under the mattress was as big as a tray easily ten times bigger than the one on the other side.

I pulled the bottom sheet off of my bed, my mother ran her hand over my uncovered mattress. "I thought there might just be a little damp patch on your mattress." "Why?" "I thought you really liked Danny." I said "Not as much as you seem to like his father!" Under my breath, not quite quietly enough though, my mother giggled a little when she realised that I knew who she had spent the afternoon with the day before.

We took the sheets and pillow slips to the utility room, started the washing machine off washing them, "Is Danny as good without his clothes on as his father?" I blushed a little, "Smaller!" Mum laughed again, "I don't know any men as big as Simon Cartwright, and I've tried most of them in the area so far. Simon told me that you wouldn't let him take your bikini bottoms off but that you did let him massage oil into your breasts, he's very good at giving massages. When Simon left, you and Danny were playing in the pool, Danny was totally naked, as he usually is at home and all you had on were your knickers, I felt sure that Danny would have persuaded you to let him in over six hours."

The doorbell rang; it was Danny, calling to see if I wanted to go over to his house. "Is your father home?" "No, he had to go to work this morning." I called to my mother that I was going over to Danny's house, "Don't forget your bikini, looks like another hot day." I ran up to my bedroom, I didn't bother to put the top on, just the bottoms and then put the rest of my clothes on, on top of my bikini bottoms. I was wearing my bra but I put clean knickers in my shoulder bag. As I went into the kitchen to kiss my mother good bye, she told me that she would be making an appointment for both of us to see the doctor as soon as possible, "I'm fed up worrying for two weeks after having sex each time, I'm going on implants, and, you'll have to tell the doctor that you have become sexually active, he'll put you on the implants too, then we can both sleep safe and sound."

As we walked to his house I said, "Your father is sleeping with my mother." "I know, he's just about had every woman in the village, well, all the pretty ones anyway." "You think my mother is pretty?" "Well, not as pretty as you are, but I think your mum is fantastic."

We got to Danny's house and Danny got me a coke, "You want to swim or listen to music?" "Music." We went up to Danny's bedroom and he put on some music. "My mum said that you and your dad are usually naked if you are at home!" "Yes we are, well, usually in the summer but only for parties in the winter." "Why aren't you naked now?" "Because you are fully dressed, I'd feel awkward if I was nude and you are fully dressed." "Would you prefer it if I were dressed like I was yesterday?" Danny smiled and nodded his head, "Then I could undress as well."

We both undressed in silence and got back on the bed, "yesterday, when you were oiling my arms, you tried to get your thing in my hand didn't you?" "Yes, well, I got my cock close to your fingers but you didn't seem to want to touch so, that was okay." I moved my bottom so that I was closer to Danny, I pulled three pillows over so that I could put them under my shoulder, now I was slightly higher than Danny, looking down on his body, "You want me to touch it now?" Danny's head almost turned into a flip top bin his grin got so wide and he nodded his head.

I tentatively moved my hand so that it was over his cock, his cock grew rapidly up to meet my hand, then I just 'explored' it for fifteen minutes, getting to know the feel of it, pulling the skin back to expose his mushroomed cockhead. Danny put his hand around mine and closed my fingers around his cock, then he started to roll his hips so that his cock slipped back and forth through my fingers.

For quite a while I just kept my hand still as Danny fucked my hand, then I started to rub him a little faster than he was fucking and eventually he stopped fucking into my hand and just lay there, enjoying the feeling as I rubbed his cock. About another fifteen minutes passed and suddenly Danny began to breath heavily, suddenly he moved his hips, very rapidly, so rapidly that I was sure that I had hurt him, he was arching his back high and suddenly he turned towards me and exploded, shooting frothy white spunk all over my belly and up to my breasts.

Danny laughed at first, then he looked at the shock on my face and said, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I thought you might get a kick out of seeing it up close." Then he burst out laughing again as I let his cock go, closed my fingers into a slimy, sticky, sperm covered fist and punched him on his shoulder. "Okay, I deserved that, sorry, I didn't think you'd mind." "I was shocked, that was the first time I had ever seen that happen." Danny's face turned into a look of disbelief, "Haven't you ever seen your dad do that?" "Fuck no, I heard him doing my mother for the first time last night, before that I was sure that the only time they had ever done it was to have me."

Danny pulled one of the pillows I was resting on out from under me and placed it on top of his so that we were both laying on two each, then he eased his body next to mine and slipped his arm under my shoulders and settled down to listen to the music again, "Eeeerm, do you plan on leaving this stuff all over me?" Danny laughed again, "Well, my dad would usually massage it into a girls breasts, he says it's good for the complexion." I brought my sperm covered hand to my nose, the musky smell was probably less pungent than my dad's had been and nowhere close to how pungent his dad's semen had smelled, "Okay but I think it stinks and so I don't want the smell under my nose all day."

"So, if I wash it off after, can I massage it in first?" I thought about it for a moment or two, "Okay, you can but just as long as you wash it off right after." Danny lifted his upper body and leaned over me, he put his hand on my stomach as if he had just karate-chopped me and dragged his hand upwards, scraping the thick, boy cream, up my body and onto my tits, then he used one hand to slowly massage his spunk into both breasts, rubbing an extra thick globule into each of my nipples. Danny was still massing happily when I said, "God, that really smells bad, it really is time to stop playing and wash it off of me."

Danny brought a soap covered face cloth and towel and he washed my breasts down and then dried them off. We listened to a little more music and then both went down to the kitchen, Danny put three plates on the table and made three plates of salad with cheese, ham, pork pie and cold spring rolls on each one. The three plates on the table meant that I wasn't at all surprised when Simon walked into the kitchen by twelve thirty, Simon went to the fridge and took a bottle of cider out, he poured three glasses and I discovered that I quite liked cider, especially when it was ice cold on a hot and stuffy day.

"Have you two been playing in the pool?" "No, been listening to music in my room." "Oh, but you decided it was worth sunbathing in your bedroom did you?" "It was Victoria's idea, her mother told her that we were usually naked when we were at home and she said she would go topless if it made me feel less self-conscious." Simon smiled, "Well, I didn't expect it to be Victoria's idea but if she's okay with it, that's totally cool."

Simon went into his office and turned his pc on, I heard him talking to someone, Danny and I walked towards the garden and the sun-loungers by the pool, as I passed the open office door I heard a voice from the speakers either side of the computer screen say, "Hell Simon, who's that delicious babe that just walked behind you?" That's Victoria, Helen's daughter," "God, is Helen there now?" "No, just her daughter, she's hanging out with us for the day." "Tell her I want to say hi to her." Simon called me back into his office, Danny told me that he'd go and uncover the pool while I went to see what his father wanted.

I walked back into Simon's little office and stood behind him, "Victoria, one of my friends would like to chat with you, come and sit on my knee." Simon pushed his chair back a little so that I could get in between him and the computer. I could see his friend on the screen, he had no shirt on but I could only see him from his chest up to the top of his head, there was also a small picture of Simon and me under the larger picture of his friend, even though I was topless, my long Ginger hair cascading on either side of my body hid my breasts from the picture.

Roger, the man in the computer and I just chatted idly, he seemed to know my mother quite well, suddenly the computer said a file had been delivered, Simon opened it, it was my mother, topless on a beach, the picture had a date stamp on it, it was during our holiday the previous year, another file came in and Simon opened it, as the picture was being opened Roger said, "Is Victoria's pussy as Ginger as her mother's?" The picture could be anyone's pussy, it only showed from the woman's knees to just below her breasts, a huge ginger tangle of wiry hair, just as nature intended, the thing was, the woman's bikini bottoms were around her knees and I had seen the same bikini bottoms on the previous picture that was taken, according to the date stamp, just thirty minutes earlier, the picture of my mother standing on the beach.

"Come on Simon, this is killing me, pull her hair back, let's see her properly." Simon's hands were resting on my stomach, he kissed my ear and whispered, My friend would love to see your breasts, can I show him please?" I could see the man on screen had his hand somewhere close to his groin and his arm was moving up and down slowly, I nodded my head and Simon eased my hair back over my shoulders so that my breasts were exposed on the computer screen, Simon backed his webcam off a little and then tilted it down. Now I was on show from the top of my head down to my knees.

"Do we get to see her without her bikini bottoms on so that we can compare her with her mother?" I shook my head as Simon began to whisper in my ear again, stopping him in his tracks, he changed his question to, "My friend would love for you to watch the effect you're having on him, would you like to see him shoot for you?" I shrugged my shoulders, "Would it hurt you to watch him do it?" I shook my head, "Well, can he show you how excited you've made him?" I nodded my head, before Simon could tell Roger it was okay, Roger had backed his own camera off to show me more of his body.

As I watched Roger beating his meat, Simon whispered in my ear, "I'll show you how much you excite me too if you'd like to see me, I could give you a great cum shower, I'd cover you from the top of your head to the tip of your toes." I shivered at the visual impact of watching a man as old as my father wanking himself to an orgasm as Simon whispered such filthy things in my ear, I only usually shivered like that if I had been rubbing my magic button.

The small speaker crackled, "I'd better get off now, my secretary is due back. Thanks Victoria, I'd love to splash my juice over your tits for real sometime if you ever get to one of Simon's parties or one of mine." The screen went blank and Danny stepped into the room, "You coming out to the pool Vicky." I wriggled slightly to get off Simon's knee; I could feel the rather huge bulge in his kaki chinos digging into my buttocks, trying to tempt me to stop on his knee.

Danny had covered three loungers with towels and uncovered the pool, we both slipped into the water and we frolicked together in the pool for thirty minutes before Simon walked down the path from the house, as he walked his cock swung from side to side, it was totally silent as he walked along but in my head I added the 'swoosh', 'Swish', 'Swoosh', sound effects to go with the swinging of his cock. I couldn't take my eyes off of his magnificent body as he walked along, first to the pool room and then back to the middle of the three loungers.

Simon sat on the lounger, just the way he had the day before, he called Danny over to him, he had collected the large bottle of sunscreen from the pool room and had squirted some into his hands, Danny dragged himself out of the pool and walked over to stand at his father's side, I pulled myself partly out of the pool, resting my chin on my forearms as I watched Simon rub oil all over his son's back, the backs of his legs, his face, his chest, his stomach, all over his cock and balls and then down his legs, Danny was oiled from head to toe in thirty seconds, Simon told him to sit on a lounger for a few minutes to let the oil dry into his skin. Simon called me out of the pool, "Come on Victoria, you've been out in the sun for over thirty minutes already, come and get protected."

I eased myself out of the pool and walked over to Simon, he patted the lounger between his legs, "Sit here just like yesterday!" Simon once again spent an age massaging oil into my back, then he pulled me back against his body, just like the day before, then he oiled my stomach and after three or four minutes his hands slipped up and over my breasts, I looked over to Danny, he sat watching his father, he was rubbing his cock gently as he watched his dad playing with my tities.

I could feel Simon's cock, pressing up between my shoulder blades, he pulled my face round so that I was looking over my shoulder, Simon bent his head down slightly and we kissed. "Danny would really love to fuck you; can he take your knickers off?" Simon kissed me again while he massaged my breasts and pinched my nipples, and as he kissed me again I nodded my head. "Lift your bottom up." As soon as my bottom lifted off the sun-lounger, Danny was pulling my bottoms down, all the way past my feet. I looked down at Danny but Simon pulled my face round, so that I was looking over my shoulder into his eyes again and he kissed me, forcing his tongue into my mouth.

Danny was lifting his body up between my legs, he lifted my legs as his father clamped his arm over my body, just below my breasts and as he slid his own body along the lounger, he pulled me along on top of him. Danny was then on his knees between my spread open legs and he eased his cockhead in between the two lines of course ginger hair on either side of my virginal pussy. Danny eased himself in slowly and I gasped slightly as something entered my body for the first time ever in my life. Danny was gentle as he could be but eventually he had to break through my hymen and that hurt a little and once through that doorway, Danny settled into fucking me slowly at first and then slapping his lower body against mine causing resounding slapping sounds that echoed off of the windows of the house, and all the time Danny was fucking me, his father was kissing me and his tongue slipped in and out of my mouth as if he was fucking my mouth like Danny was fucking my cunt.

As Danny began to breathe heavily and he lost control over the rhythm and the speed he was fucking me with, his father began to rub his cock against my lower back a little faster, then I felt a warm wetness spreading out inside my vagina. Danny hadn't actually lain on top of me, he had just knelt between my legs and rocked back and forth until he brought himself off inside me, that surprised me a lot, all the books I had read, had the boy on top of the girl, and not one single book I had read had mentioned a man getting off without lying on top of the girl.

Danny jumped off me fast, Simon broke our kiss, "You still feeling adventurous?" I nodded my head, then Simon slid me further up his body until my head was level with his and I felt his cock pop from behind me and up between my legs. I looked down at it as it stood out from my body as if it were my cock, I spotted Danny's cock as he bent forward to use the palm of his hand to clean his father's cock of any fluff that may have been there, Danny's cock was bright red and there was brown, dried blood, all over his balls. Once Danny was happy that his father's cock was clean, he pushed it down and aimed it at my open pussy lips, it looked so wrong to see Danny's hands wrapped around his own father's cock but as Simon pushed my body down and I felt his massive cock forcing my body open I was glad that Danny had a tight hold on his daddy's cock, my body was just trying to push the huge cock away but Danny held it in the right place until it popped inside and I screamed out in pain.

Simon placed his hands on my hips and started to slide my body up and down, my back slipping and sliding against his hairy chest on a bed of sun oil, it looked like Simon was masturbating himself but using my body to do it instead of his fist. Danny was now bending over me, kissing me as he masturbated his newly awakened cock, Simon and Danny both fired off at the same moment, Simon into my cunt and Danny all over my belly. I had just reached my own climax as it was all over but I realised that the pain from my first invasion and then the ultra pain of Simon's monster cock busting into my body had diminished the pleasure for me and I was actually surprised that I actually climaxed at all.

"What time will your father be home from work today?" "Around six o'clock." "Oh cool, I have just enough time to go and fuck Helen with your dried blood still on my cock." I shivered again with a mini-climax at that though and as Simon walked away, my blood staining his cock dark brown and as he walked and his cock whipped from side to side, a huge string of his spunk fell from his cock and onto the path.

Danny and I frolicked in the pool until around five o'clock; it surprised me that he didn't come close to me as we played in the pool, not even to try and kiss me, even though we were both still totally naked. I saw him get a hard cock several times as we larked about in the water but he never tried to do anything with it again. Danny and I dressed so that Danny could walk me home as we walked I asked him "Why did you do me when your dad was holding me down but then didn't touch me after he had gone?" I only asked that because it was obvious that it hadn't really been Danny's idea to take my virginity. "My dad told me that if you let him do you, then I shouldn't try anything again because you'll be too sore for a couple of days, so I should just leave you alone."

"Your dad is right, it's really painful even just walking hurts a lot." "Do you want me to ring for a taxi to take you home?" I laughed a little, "No, it hurts but not enough for that." We walked to my house and as we turned the corner, I could already hear my mother, verbalising her pleasure under Simon, I blushed but the sound my mother was making didn't even seem to register on Danny, Simon's car was parked right in the middle of our drive. Danny kissed me goodbye and as he was about to leave he said, "You should go up and let your mother know you're home." "You should stay; your dad can give you a lift home in his car." Danny smiled and nodded his head.

I opened the front door and suddenly there was the sound of a slow hand-clap I realised of course that it wasn't clapping but Simon's lower abdomen crashing into my mothers. "Let your mother know were here!" I stood at the foot of the stairs and called out that Danny and I were there, we listened, Danny said, I don't think they heard you." I walked half way up the stairs and called out again, again there was no indication that I had been heard so I went to the top of the stairs.

My mother's bedroom door was open and as soon as I stepped off of the stairs I could see Simon and my mother, both naked and Simon was throwing his body down on my mother's body. "I'm home!" My mother lifted her head and looked down the passageway to me, "Hi baby, Simon told me that you managed to take him, all of him, all the way in and on your first time too, you are very brave darling." "Yes, well, thanks but it's twenty to six, if my dad managed to catch the first bus home, he'll be here in less than ten minutes." As soon as Simon realised that I was there he sped up, no more slow hand-clapping, this time it was a full on standing ovation, the sound of their bodied colliding sounded like machine gun fire.

My mother pushed Simon off of her, I asked if she needed a hand to turn her mattress, "No darling, you emptied his balls totally earlier, he hasn't been able to make any more yet, so my bed's okay." Simon was dressing as quickly as he could, my mother was harrying him, the last thing she needed was to be caught by my father, entertaining the local lothario in the afternoon while he was out at work.

I let Danny and Simon out the front door, both of them kissed me goodbye, my mother was dressing and tidying her bedroom while I let the guys out, I ran to my room just as Simon started his engine, then I spotted my dad crossing the road from the direction of the bus stop, 'shit, this is going to take some explaining,' came to my mind. Fortunately Simon had spotted my dad in his mirror, Simon turned his engine off and got out of the car and walked up to the front door, he was just about to knock the door when he turned and saw my father, "Hi Brian, just the man I came here to see, you've been asking when my next party was for over eighteen months now, I was just coming to say that you and Helen can come to our next gathering at the weekend.

My mother was now at my side in my bedroom, eavesdropping on the conversation below, "Your father thinks he'd like to watch me with another man or even lots of men, it excites him to think it but it also frightens him to death as well, just in case I like it too much." Then my mother dug me in my ribs, "I'd fucking love it!" Then she laughed. My dad asked Simon if he'd like to go to the pub to talk about it, "I'd love to Brian but my lad is in the car with me." I saw my dad's face change slightly, then he had an idea, "The lad can stop here with Helen and Victoria, we'll just be gone for one pint anyway."

My dad opened the front door, he called out, "Helen, Helen, can dinner be held up for a half hour, I need to go out and discuss something with one of the guys from the pub." My mother whispered, "I've not even started the bloody dinner yet, he can hold it up as long as he likes." Then she shouted out, "No problem, I'm doing something quick and simple, I'll just hold off starting it until you get home." "Is it okay if his lad stops here with you while we're gone," "he can listen to music with Victoria until you get back."

Danny came up the stairs, mother whispered, "You two can have a little more fun while your father is trying to weasel out of the party invitation without losing face." "Simon told Danny not to do anything to me for a few days because he hurt me so much inside." "Okay, but there is more to sex than just fucking, you could give Danny a little hand relief, oh, I guess you've already done that for him. Well, you could suck his cock for him; Danny loves to have his cock sucked. Danny stepped into my bed room. My mother stopped in the doorway, "Simon's next party is in your honour, to celebrate you're becoming a woman and to introduce you to all the men in the area into swinging."

Danny sat on my bed and I put some music on, "My mother suggested that you might like me to give you a blow job, but I don't really know what to do, you want to show me how to do it?" Danny's face grew a whole new smile as he eased back on my bed and unfastened his trousers. I was given detailed instruction before I started to such his cock and as soon as my lips closed around his cock he started to give me even more detailed instruction, I must have done it okay for him though as he was soon spurting into my mouth. I wanted to spit it out of my mouth as it tasted so disgusting, I jumped up and was heading for the bathroom when my mother pushed a glass of milk into my hand, "Never spit it out, no matter how disgusting the taste is, never spit a man's seed out, it's seen as an insult." "To be honest milk tastes almost as bad to me as the spunk, can't I have juice?" "Semen's alkaline and Juice is usually mildly acidic, you don't want to be mixing those two, not until you're more use to it."

I drank the milk to try and offset the foul taste of Danny's semen in my mouth. "I've run you a salt bath, go and sit in it and make sure that you get as much of the salt water up in your pussy as you can, I've put the old turkey-baster in the bathroom, use it, fill it up and then squirt it right up as often as you can, even if it stings a lot."

While I was in the bath I could hear the sound of my bed squeaking, at a guess, my mother was letting Danny fuck her, or, perhaps she was fucking him. I sat in the bath for around twenty minutes, when I got out of the tub, I took a quick shower to wash the salt off of my body and then put fresh clothes on. My mother walked out of my bedroom as I walked out of the bathroom, I realised that when she had dressed after fucking with Simon, she had only put her dress on and nothing else.

Danny was sitting on my bed with a grin on his face and he was drenched with sweat, "I wish I could have a shower right now." My dad was home a few minutes after Danny caught his breath back and Danny rushed out to his father's car.

My mother took my father out into the back garden, I went into mum's bedroom so I could eavesdrop on them, "Well, are we going to the next party or not?" It's on next Saturday night, I'm away on the county darts tournament next Saturday, won't be home until the early hours of Sunday morning, it's way over in Skegness, they were even talking about stopping over on Sunday night if they can get some rooms organised." My mother said, "Oh, that's a pity, I know you were looking forward to trying it out too." As my mother turned to walk away, she looked up at me and winked her eye and smiled at me.

After dinner my dad went to the pub again, mum and me sat and watched the TV together, Simon organised the party so that it would be on a day when your dad would be away, mainly so your dad didn't lose face when he turned Simon down and also so that you could take a full part in the party. Simon will make sure that the darts team get rooms in Skegness as well, so they can have a drink and no one will have to drive all the way home in the middle of the night. Simon also arranged for us to see his friend who's a doctor, any doctor will have to perform an internal examination and the last thing we need is Doctor Preston seeing the damage inside your pussy caused by Simon, so by the time we go to the party, neither of us will need to worry about getting pregnant."

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