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Quarryman Part 3
by Isabella

Story Code: M/g, b/g, b+/g, Public Sex, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Underage sex, Incest, Father/Daughter Quarryman Pt 3

Sarah woke early on Tuesday morning to the sound of her mother singing a sloppy love song. She found the epicentre of the caterwauling to be the family kitchen. Dawn was ahead of Sarah by some minutes and was standing, open mouthed, staring at their mother who was dancing around the kitchen as she fried pork products to within an inch of their life's.

A cooked breakfast wasn't unusual in the Clarke household, they had one every Sunday, without fail, they also had an occasional cooked breakfast on a Saturday too, but only high days and holidays...never...ever on a Tuesday, and a school day to boot.

John was sitting at the dining table creasing his newspaper with a smug grin on his face, and every time Victoria passed him, she ruffled his hair or kissed his cheek.

Vicky actually looked tired, but still she was happy.

A plate of food was placed in front of John, Sarah exclaimed, "Mum, are you trying to give my dad a coronary thrombosis or something...all that fatty food for breakfast, when you've been feeding him hamster food for breakfast for years?"

Victoria kissed John on the lips and then looked in Sarah's direction, "Your father worked very hard yesterday, he needs building up today!"

Sarah thought, 'You mean a hard night fucking you mummy dear,' but just returned her mother's smile.

Sarah chose a more utilitarian bra when she dressed for school, the knickers didn't even match the bra being white and the bikini brief knickers were powder pink.

Once dressed in her uniform, Sarah returned to the kitchen to kiss her mother before leaving, she found her mother sitting on father's knee, they were both dressed in just dressing gowns and her father had his right hand inside her mother's gown, fondling one of her breasts. Sarah expedited him to pull his hand out when she walked in but he didn't, he kept right on palpating her breast as Sarah walked over to him.

Sarah kissed her parents and said, "You know that it's okay to tell us if you've been sacked dad!"

John laughed at Sarah's comment, "Not yet darling, I'm going up to Leicester this morning for a ten o'clock appointment, so I'll be home early again today"

Dawn chose that moment to skid into the kitchen, her school sandals in her hands. Sarah looked over her shoulder as she left the kitchen, Dawn was kissing her father. Sarah had, as usual, kissed her father on his cheek, Dawn was kissing him square on his lips, and not just a quick peck either, a long kiss and her father had stopped playing with their mother's breast, his hand was now on Dawn's bottom, on the outside of her school dress, stroking her.

Sarah heard her father say, "You really should wear knickers when you go to school darling!"

Dawn responded, "I have them in my satchel, I'll put them on as soon as I get to school."

Sarah and Dawn sat next to each other on the bottom step of the stairs to put their shoes on before leaving the house, Sarah asked, "Were you fibbing to dad?"

Dawn nodded her head.

"You don't have your knickers in your bag?"

Dawn opened her bag, showing her sister her knickers in her bag.

"So, you have your knickers in your bag but aren't going to put them on when you get to school?"

Dawn nodded her head again.

The girls left the house together, they walked down the drive together but at the street, they parted, Sarah going to the left, Dawn to the right. There would only be three more mornings that the girls would part in this way on a school morning, from the following Monday, Dawn would be following Sarah to the school bus stop.

Sarah thought, as she walked along, 'Dawn will be popular with boys in middle school, especially boys like Peter Wilson, he'd love to find a girl that never wore panties, he'd make her his sex toy for sure!'

As Sarah got close to her bus stop, she saw a tall boy, he was dressed in the middle school uniform, similar to her own, but he wore trousers where she wore a skirt, he was arguing with a woman who was obviously his mother, as Sarah got close enough to hear, she heard the boy say, "I can't see why I have to go to this crappy school when there's only two weeks left of the term, why can't I just have an extended summer holiday instead and start at the academy afresh next term!"

The woman said, "Darling, considering you're supposed to be so clever, why do I have to go over this yet again? If you don't take their end of year exam and just turn up at the school next term, they'll slot you into stream four and even if you're the best student in your year, you won't get a place at the high school in year nine, the best you could hope for is to get into the better of the two local comprehensive schools but if you do take the end of year exams you could get stream three or higher for year eight!"

The boy looked exasperated, "Mum, the stream I go into is just a number, we'll all have the same lessons with the same teachers."

"I can't...just don't have time...to go over all of this yet again...Michael, go to the middle school and do your best in your exams, I've got to get to Leicester before nine o'clock!"

Sarah watched the two of them kiss, Sarah was totally surprised to see Michael kiss his mother on her lips, it reminded her of her father, kissing her sister, the only difference was that Michael didn't have his hand on his mother's arse, but his arms were around her waist and her arms were around his neck, she was stroking the short hairs on the back of his neck as they kissed...this was no motherly kiss, this was something far more...

Sarah struggled with the right word, romantic...perhaps but if she hadn't heard him call her 'Mum!', she would have thought 'Sexual!'

Michael's mother pulled away from her son and jumped into her car and drove off just as Sarah reached the bus stop.

Sarah said, "Morning!"

Michael nodded his acknowledgment but said nothing.

Sarah was disappointed, the first time there had ever been a boy of her age in the village and he was a social mute! Sarah said, "New boy?"

He shook his head, then he looked at Sarah's face for a single second before his eyes dropped to her chest and stood out on stalks..."I'm sorry, I'm not used to anyone talking to me on my way to school...we moved into the village yesterday and my mum is insisting that I go into the Academy Middle School today so that I can sit the end of year exam! "

Sarah reached out and pressed the bottom of his chin up, closing his mouth to stop him drooling and to lift his head so that she could look at his eye colour before saying, "Even though it goes against my religion, I have to agree with your mother, the academy is different to a comprehensive school...even though they call the classes stream one, two, three and four like the comprehensive, it is really more like it was in the olden days when they called it X, Y, T and C..."

Sarah saw a confused look on his face before his eyes drifted back to breasts again. The smile returned to his face as he said, "I don't see what difference a name makes!"

"Well, in the olden days they made sense, the X stream stood for examination which meant that the students would be taking academic exams at the end of the two year, no continuous assessments throughout those two years, just the GCE exam at the end of the year..."

Michael interrupted, "You mean GCSE exam?"

"No, back then, there were two exams, the X stream took the GCE and the Y stream, which stood for, why not try them with a simpler exam, took a CSE exam, the CSE had two years of continuous assessment that counted for forty percent of the final exam mark, then, at the end of two years, they took a multi-guess exam for the other sixty percent."

The school bus interrupted the conversation at that point, Michael climbed on board and showed his pass to the driver before sitting on the seat behind the driver.

Sarah didn't show her pass, she said, "Morning John, how's the wife today?"

The driver said, "No better love, thanks for asking!"

Sarah walked past Michael, grabbed his arm and said, "You don't want to sit there, that's where the year four kids sit so the older boys can pick on them as they walk past."

Michael followed her to the back of the bus and as he sat next to her he said, "Did the T and C stream kids do the GCE or the CSE exam?"

"No, the T and C kids didn't stop in school long enough to sit exams, they left school at fourteen, the equivalent of year nine, the T stream was Technical, the boys would go on to be mechanics and machine operators, the girls would go into nursing or factory work."

"What about the C kids?"

"The C or Craft kids were lucky if they could read or write by the time they reached fourteen, they became farm labourers, road workers, coal miners...that sort of thing."

The bus stopped just outside the village, four boys and two girls got on, Michael noted that the older kids joined them at the back and the younger ones sat at the front...at the next stop he further noted that the older kids abused the younger kids as they got on before heading to the rear of the bus.

Sarah asked, "Where were you before Michael?"

"Ellis Comprehensive school, Leicester."

Sarah smiled, "Bloody hell, socialist school, in a communist city...no wonder your mother wanted you to get into the academy before it's too late!"

The bus got too noisy to hold any kind of useful convention and at eight-forty, the bus pulled into the little bus station at the school, as Sarah and Michael waited for sixty kids in front of them to get off the bus first, Sarah pointed out of the window, "See the church steeple over that field, a quarter of a mile away?"

Michael nodded his head.

"That's where we were seventy minutes ago, that's our village church!"

"Why didn't we just walk to school?"

"Because there's a bloody great hole in the ground between us and our village!"

The teacher on the gate ignored the sixty students' in the strung out line from the bus, the only child that he even acknowledged was Sarah...

"Will wonders never cease Miss Clarke...not only is your bus not the last bus to arrive but you weren't the last one off the bus, first time in the last three years."

Sarah smiled, "Sorry sir, won't let it happen again sir...oh, sir, I found this city boy hanging around in my village...says he's supposed to report to the school's office this morning, he has to take the end of year exam to get the right stream for next year!"

The guardian of the gate stroked his chin, "Well, Mrs Gupta hasn't arrived yet, so take him with you to your form room, get your mark and ask your form master for permission to miss morning assembly, take the boy to the office and introduce him to Mrs Gupta please."

Peter Wilson was waiting in the playground, he checked his watch before saying, "We've got things to sort out Clarke...no time now...but I'll be coming for you at lunch time!"

Michael was taken aback by the sudden verbal assault, he asked Sarah, "What's his problem?"

Sarah told him all about the PE lesson and the game of 'Strip Murder Ball' that Peter had organised for her and how Peter felt he had missed out on a grab of her breasts and had come looking to rectify the situation at lunchtime break but a teacher had stopped him, "One of his 'crew' got a hand on my bare breast before I managed to cover myself with my torn shirt and now Michael is demanding a longer feel to reset the universal balance!"

As Sarah told her story, she saw movement in Michael's trousers, "Did you get an erection from me telling you that?"

Michael turned his back on Sarah while he sorted his cock out in his trousers, his face was bright red, "I've had one ever since I saw how big your tits...sorry, breasts were!"

Sarah laughed at his response as the teacher on playground duty blew his whistle, calling everyone into class.

Sarah took Michael to her form room, she took him over to Mr Grove's desk and explained that she had been told to ask permission to miss assembly to take Michael to the office, "Michael doesn't have an ID card yet, so I was told not to let him out of my sight until he got one sir!"

"That's a shame Miss Clark, I was hoping that you'd help me get the classroom ready for year nine's lesson..." he wrote out a chitty, giving Sarah permission to be out of morning assembly, then he wrote one for Michael before writing Michael's name on the bottom line of the class register, then he said "...Miss Porter, would you like to miss assembly to help me set up the classroom for my first lesson please?"

Amanda blushed as she said, "Yes sir."

Sarah guided Michael to the school office, Mrs Gupta had just arrived, her back to the door as she unfastened her coat, her head still covered with a headscarf, Michael gave a traditional greeting in Hindi which caused Mrs Gupta to spin on her heels towards the door... Michael was shocked to see that Mrs Gupta was a very white, very middle aged and very English woman.

"Thank you for that...my husband's family are usually the only one's to greet me in that way...you must be Michael Taylor!"

He smiled and nodded his head, Sarah butted in, "He is Mrs Gupta, unfortunately, where he comes from, they don't teach people how to answer questions with real words!"

Sarah jumped forward to avoid Michael's hand as he tried to swat her.

Sarah pointed to the marks on her classroom's register, Mr Grove has added Michael to the bottom of our register to give him an attendance mark."

Mrs Gupta looked, the name had been added in a line that had pink shading printed on it denoting that the stream had reached its limit, "Michael can't go into your class, you already have thirty students."

Sarah pointed to one name, Smith...Kimberly...

"Kim's been off for four weeks already, she had her baby on Saturday, so she won't be back until next year, and if she keeps the baby, she'll be going to the mother and baby class in town!"

Mrs Gupta checked her diary, "Oh yes...little boy four pound ten ounces! Okay Michael, you're in stream one for the next two weeks, your first exam is at ten o'clock in gymnasium two, Sarah can show you around until then...if she doesn't mind that is..." she looked at Sarah, "...Michael looks a little tense Sarah, try to help him to relax a little as you show him around, try to take his mind off of what lies ahead!"

Sarah grinned at her, "I'll try Mrs Gupta."

Michael was given his student photo ID card with his student number on and then they left the office, turning left into the wide corridor that ran the length of the school, the imitation road sign announcing that they were on Main Street. Sarah was moving fast, as they reached the first cross road, Sarah pointed to the right, that road sign said it was Newton Street, "Science wing that way, all of the sciences classes, languages to the left..."

Michael looked at that road sign, Shakespeare Drive, but Michael couldn't stop to look, Sarah was still marching on at high speed, "Sarah, why are you going so fast, we've got an hour before the exam."

"Mrs Gupta told me to help you relax, that takes time."

"And you think that making me run a marathon will help me to relax?"

Sarah was at the next cross road, this time she stopped, pointed to the right again, Agincourt Road, "History, geography, humanities, health and welfare..." Sarah turned to the left, "Pythagoras Way, Maths wing!"

They walked another fifty feet to a door out into the outside world, Sarah pointed to a separate building set away from the main school building, "Music block and as if on queue, listen, a year four murdering the violin...some poor cat gave its guts for that atrocity."

They turned left and walked down the length of five classes then turned left again and walked along the ends of all the buildings wings until they were roughly in line with where the school secretary's office was on the other side of the building.

The elderly caretaker was cleaning a slabbed path that ran around the school, the area that he was sweeping as Sarah and Michael approached was close to the exit from the changing rooms and out into the sports field, that stretch of path was always the muddiest as kids would stamp their football boots to dislodge the mud from the pitch and if the caretaker didn't keep on that job, the mud would soon be trodden all over the school and once the mud was in the carpet, it was a devil to remove.

Sarah slowed behind the old man, "Good morning Captain Bennet."

He stopped brushing and turned, he had already started to greet Sarah when he stopped and gave Michael a suspicious look, having had sex with Sarah just the day before made the old soldier suspicious, after all, Michael was so tall he could easily have been an adult, posing as a student, he could easily have been a policeman trying to entrap him.

"This is Michael...he's a new boy from the Communist Republic of Leicester, he's applied for political asylum here in sunny Kettering and I've been assigned to keep an eye on him until we know if we can trust him or not!"

Captain Bennet moved his brush handle from his right hand and held it under his left arm as if it were a 'Swagger Stick', he then offered Michael his right hand, "Congratulations on your escape Michael...I've heard that those commissars in Leicester can be..."

Sarah interrupted as Michael took the offered hand to shake it, Sarah butted in with, "A right load of animals!"

Michael's hand was dropped and the janitor pointed at Sarah, "And out of the mouths of babies and sucklings come the truth, young Sarah!"

She nodded her head before saying, "The thing is Captain, Mrs Gupta told me to try and help Michael to relax before the exam at ten o'clock and I was wondering if I could use the niche..." Sarah nodded to the recess in the wall where the kids were supposed to remove their shoes before going into the changing rooms, boys to the left and girls to the right, the niche was one of the few places in the school that couldn't be seen from any of the classrooms "...to help him relax!"

Captain Bennet looked at the niche and then he nodded his head, "You can use it, just so long as you don't make a mess...and no smoking!"

Sarah looked at Michael and smiled, "I won't be smoking Captain...well, not cigarettes anyway!"

Sarah grabbed hold of Michael's blazer sleeve and pulled him over to the hidden spot, he said, "Do you speak to everyone you meet? I was at Ellis School for three years and I never knew anyone's name other than the teachers who actually taught me..." she pushed Michael's back against the girls changing room door, stopping him before his train of thought could reach the terminus.

"I talk to everyone...even if I don't know them and if I don't know them yet...I soon will!"

Sarah rubbed her hand over the front of his trousers, the attack shocked him...he tried to jump away from her but his back was already against the door..."Sarah...what the hell are you doing?"

Sarah pulled his zip down and eased his erection out of the little hole in the front of his underpants, she was now using her right hand to masturbate him and she caught his right wrist, lifting his right hand to her left breast...Michael was a quick study, he soon got the message and began palpating her tit through her blouse and bra.

"I'm going to help you to get an orgasm...sex is the best way to relax in my experience!"

Michael lifted his right hand to Sarah's pussy area but she moved his hand from between her legs to her right breast, "I don't need any help, I had a lot of sex yesterday and masturbated myself before I left home this morning...so I'm good for now!"

Half the light in the niche went out, there was a whip-crack sound as Michael's head turned to the opening where Captain Bennet was now standing in the opening to the niche, watching Sarah rubbing Michael's cock as he fondled her tits through her clothes. Michael gasped, his hands stopped moving but he didn't let go of her tits, he whispered, "The caretaker is looking at us!"

Sarah looked over to the opening, she let go of Michael's cock with her right hand and picked it up again with her left hand, she reached her right hand out in Captain Bennet's direction, "Do you need help to relax Captain? I've got a spare hand!"

Captain Bennet looked in both directions along the path and then back at Sarah, "No...thanks for the offer though Sarah...I'll just stand here and keep a look out for you if that's okay?"

"That would be great...thanks for that Captain!"

Sarah suddenly bent her knees, her breasts slipped out of Michael's hands and her mouth captured the head of his cock, he lowered his hands to Sarah's head and as she started sucking, Michael gasped, "Fucking hell...you dirty cow Sarah!"

Sarah added movement to her suction, her hands were now on Michael's hips and she was more pulling and pushing his abdomen than actually bobbing her head forwards and back, he gasped again with the added pleasure of the movement and after thirty seconds, she started to use her tongue to lick over his glans. He gripped her head tightly, seemingly trying to stop her as the pleasure got too great for him to cope with...he suddenly exploded in her mouth and his knees went week.

Sarah pushed him harder against the changing room door to hold him up as she worked his cock harder with her mouth to suck the last few droplets of his semen before his cock disappeared back into his groin.

Sarah stood up and fished for a tissue in her blazer pocket, Captain Bennet stepped into the niche to hand Sarah a clean paper tissue, Sarah thanked him and then used the tissue to wipe her lips.

"Are you two off to take your English exam now?"

Michael suddenly looked terrified, it could have been because Sarah was in the process of pulling his zipper up and Michael might have been worried that she could trap his pet in his fly or it could have been because he'd been revising for a Maths exam.

Sarah finished closing the stable doors, "No sir...Year eight are taking English at ten o'clock, we're Maths in gymnasium two!"

Captain Bennet mumbled, "Shit, if I'd known it was year eight doing English...I'd have assigned them gymnasium two, it'll take me an hour to clean up after them...year eight are a..."

Sarah butted in again, "Bunch of bloody animals!"

"Right again young Sarah!"

Sarah pushed Michael out of the niche and they continued their walk around the school building.

Sarah looked over at Michael's grinning face, "Was I the first person to ever help you to an orgasm?"

He nodded his head, "You didn't mess with any of the girls where I lived, they all had fifteen older brothers and they would kill you as soon as look at you if they thought that you'd even spoken to their sister...you're actually the first white girl that I've ever touched or even been close enough to to even try to touch...well, apart from my mother...mind you, my mum didn't have it easy either, every black man in a five mile radius hit on her, a white women, single mother with a child, they all thought that it was their right to fuck her. We only lived in that area because it was all my mother could afford for many years. She was very lonely...if you know what I mean?"

Sarah thought, 'Well, that explains the kiss I saw at the bus stop...', "So, how come you managed to move into my area then?"

"There was a woman in your village who was desperate to move up to Leicester when the company she worked for relocated up there, we just swapped houses with each other."

They were at the back of the queue of students waiting to get into the examination rooms. Mr Grove came hot foot from his year five lesson, he stopped short of the line of students and gestured with his head for Sarah to go to him.

"Sarah, as soon as you're happy that you've answered all of the questions that you can, make sure that I'm looking at you and raise your hand to go to the toilet...okay?"

Sarah nodded her head before saying, "Didn't Amanda come across for you Sir?"

"Amanda's a bloody prick tease, she loves flashing her knickers at me but as soon as I get near her she freaks out!"

"I'll help you out sir, that's if I have time to finish my exam first!"

Mr Grove squeezed past all of the students and unlocked the door to gymnasium number two, he stood in the doorway and repeated a mantra over and over again as the students filed past him one at a time, "All bags and blazers at the back of the room, only one mascot on your desk, no sweets, if you're diabetic, hand your sweet supply to an invigilator and if you need them, put your hand up. If you need to use the toilet, put your hand up. If you feel the need to have a nervous breakdown, put your hand up...do not cheat, you will be ejected from the exam and you will not be allowed to take part in the rest of the end of year exams...do not even look in the direction of any of your neighbours once you open your examination paper."

Sarah guided Michael to her lucky desk, it was a mathematical thing, seventh row over, twenty second desk...twenty-two over seven...you'll work it out!

Sarah took hold of Michael's arms and shook him gently, "Pay attention Michael...this is important, there are one hundred and twenty students in year seven, one hundred and twenty will be going into year eight from these exams...now look around, there are eight rows, twenty-five desks in each row!"

Michael looked around the room, even his comprehensive school maths told him that there were more than double the number of seats that there needed to be and almost every desk had a body standing at the side of it.

"Kids from all over the county are vying for a place in this school next year, the school will look for any excuse to kick a student out of the exam...once you open your paper, do not take your eyes off of your desk until twelve o'clock...if you feel the need to scream out in pain, first raise your hand, let an invigilator take you out of the room, scream and then come back in, but whatever happens, do your best in the exam."

Sarah was well practiced at the schools quirks when it came to exams, she read through every question first, some questions were stupidly easy to answer, she just rattled those off as she went along, close to the end of the paper, there was a question, it detailed a mathematical formula and asked for the student to name the variables of the formula, Sarah spotted that the question actually provided the formula needed to answer question number four.

Sarah had finished her first pass through the exam sheet giving it her best effort but her head was starting to pound a little, she needed to rest her eyes and get a little fresh air, she looked to the front of the room, Mr Grove was walking around the room but his eyes were glued to Sarah.

She raised her hand in the air and Mr Grove made a bee-line for her, "I need a little fresh air please Sir!"

"Come with me, try not to disturb any of the other students!"

Sarah left the room ahead of the teacher, she walked down the passageway, there was a turning to the right at the bottom of the corridor, Sarah was pushed into that passageway, it led down to the toilets. Once off of the main corridor, Sarah was pushed up against the wall, facing away from him, he lifted the bottom hem at the back of her skirt and tucked it into the waistband, then he pulled her knickers to one side and rammed his cock into her from behind. As he stabbed his cock into her violently, he said, "I've been...thinking of this...ever since...you sucked my cock...yesterday!"

As he fucked her, he was also mauling her breasts, he'd pulled her blouse open and yanked her bra's cups out of the way, there wasn't a single moment of gentleness in his act, he was just an animal and Sarah was his prey. His animalistic fucking actually got Sarah off faster than usual for her, he was close to his orgasm and he suddenly pulled Sarah round so that she was facing him and he forced his cock into her mouth to finish his fuck off in her mouth...if he had known that Sarah was on birth control, he may have been tempted to finish off in her cunt rather than her mouth.

As soon as Sarah finished drinking his spunk, he pushed her into the girl's toilet, "Get yourself cleaned up as quick as you can...we need to get back into the exam room."

Sarah dressed herself again, she was glad that he hadn't cum in her pussy, it would be uncomfortable for her to sit in the exam for half an hour with a pussy full of his snot.

She left the toilet and he inspected her, making a small adjustment to her tie, so that she looked just how she had looked when they left the room, "Erm, I'm really sorry about that Sarah, being so rough I mean but you've been on my mind for over twenty-four hours, it has driven me mad that I didn't give you a second fuck yesterday when we had more space and I could have made a better job of fucking you, fucking in my car is never as good as fucking when I have plenty of space!"

"That's okay Sir, I've had it a lot rougher than that from my ex boyfriend!"

As Mr Grove opened the door into gymnasium number two he said, "Are you sure that you're okay to continue Miss Clarke?"

"Yes Sir, I think so!"

Sarah spent the last thirty minutes going over her answers, she spotted a few stupid errors, crossed through them and added in the corrections and kept her head down until Mr Grove said, "Right guys, pens and pencils down please, your time is up, leave your papers on the desk, if you have used any rough working sheets, make sure that you have used a paper clip to attach them to your exam paper, one final point, check every page, make sure that your student number is on every page, including your rough working sheets. You will all be in this room at one o'clock so you may leave your coats and bags at the back of the room!"

Michael was going for his school satchel at the back of the room, Sarah said, "We can leave our bags here, they lock the doors, no one will touch them."

"I need my sandwiches out of my bag."

Sarah lifted his ID badge off of his chest, "You don't need your sandwiches, you can have a proper lunch for free!"

"How come?"

"Your mother is a single parent on a low paid job, you qualify for free lunch every day."

"My mother would never ask for free school meals, she never has, she'd rather make me sandwiches than ask for charity!"

"This school isn't like your old school, Mrs Gupta would have gotten all of the information on your circumstances and she just applied the rules and gave you this little 'F' on the bottom of your ID, I gave them fifteen pounds yesterday to put on my ID card to pay for my lunches for the week."

Sarah took Michel to the refectory and they collected their food, they sat at a table for eight people and as soon as they started to eat, Peter Wilson and one of his goons turned up and sat on their table, Peter said, "We still have unfinished business Clarke!"

"Where?"

"Same place as yesterday!"

Sarah shook her head, "No, we can't go there, we were almost caught yesterday, we have to meet outside the wire to be safe!"

Peter shovelled a fork full of his dinner into his mouth and as he chewed he pondered her demand. "Okay, where exactly...outside the wire!"

Sarah said, "By the sign warning that the quarry's a dangerous place, the one with the spelling mistake."

Peter said, "I know the one!"

Sarah looked at Michael and said, "Will you need a little help to relax before this afternoon's exam Michael?"

Michael remembered his morning relaxation exercise, he grinned at her and he nodded his head.

Sarah turned back to Peter, "I'm going to bring Michael along with me, he needs my help as well..." Sarah looked at Peter's goon, "...you can bring him with you if you have to but he gets nothing if we run out of time...okay?"

Peter looked over at Michael, Michael would easily be a contender for 'Alpha' position in the pack, Peter wouldn't mind sharing his spoils with Michael, then Peter looked at his goon and he shrugged his shoulders and then said, "I agree."

Peter bolted his food down and left with his goon following on behind. Sarah and Michael finished their lunch a few moments later.

Sarah showed Michael the trick of getting outside the school grounds while they were supposed to be in school, as they walked through the overgrown lot at the side of the school, Sarah guided him to the 'Danger' sign, some wag had scratched the 'N' off of the sign and replaced it with a rough 'G' so that it read, 'Dagger'.

Peter and his friend were standing under the sign when Sarah and Michael reached the privacy of the spot, so close to the quarry that no one in their right mind would dare to walk there if they didn't need too, testament to that was the fact that the quarry's safety officer hadn't checked on the danger sign since it was erected, many years ago.

Sarah told Michael to stand with the other two, then she moved a few feet away so that she was standing by a dead tree, she unfastened her tie and draped it over a low branch on the dead tree, then she unbuttoned the cuffs of her blouse, followed by the buttons down the front. Once unfastened, the blouse was pulled off and hung over the same branch.

Sarah wasn't doing a slow striptease, she was just undressing in front of three boys. Her bra was off in a flash, Peter took his cock out of his trousers as soon as he saw Sarah's tits and he started moving towards her rubbing his cock.

Sarah held up a hand to stop him and then waved him back to rejoin the other two. As soon as Peter was back in the pack, Sarah unzipped her skirt and pulled it down, she stepped out of it carefully and hung it over the branch with the rest of her clothes.

Peter's friend now had his cock in his hand and was rubbing himself as he watched Sarah undress. She turned her back on the boys and took her knickers off, placing them on top of her skirt...all she was wearing now were her school sandals and her knee length socks. She turned to face the three boys and all three of them gasped at her naked body.

Sarah gestured to Peter's friend to move away and as soon as she was happy that he was out of sight, she walked towards Peter and Michael, by the time she reached the boys, Peter had dropped his trousers and underpants down to his ankles. She took Peter's cock in her hand as he mauled her tits with his hands. She looked over at Michael and told him to drop his trousers and underpants as well.

Sarah winced in pain at the rough treatment Peter was giving her breasts, Sarah then dropped down into a squat to get her tits out of Michael's hands, he didn't mind though because Sarah was now sucking his cock for him as she played with Michael's cock.

Sarah spent a few minutes sucking both boy's cocks in turn and then she stood up, she moved Peter away from Michael slightly before bending at the waist, keeping her legs straight and her feet wide apart as she took Michael's cock in her mouth again, she then slapped her own bottom...it didn't take Peter a whole second to step in behind her, bend his knees slightly and stand up, impaling her cunt on his cock.

As Sarah sucked Michael, she was keeping him away from his climax as she listened for the sounds of Peter closing in on his orgasm. Sarah left it to the last second before dislodging Peter, turning rapidly and taking Peter's cock in her mouth so that she could take his spunk delivery in her mouth. As soon as Peter was satisfied, his cock had shrivelled to a piece of gristle that was no good to man nor beast...

Sarah pushed Peter away from her and invited his friend to step in front of her face but before she took him into her mouth, she told Michael, "Don't just stand there, fuck me!"

Michael nervously stepped up and started to fuck Sarah from behind, the way that Peter had done moment's earlier. Sarah took Peter's friend to heaven in thirty seconds flat and Peter and his friend walked away leaving Michael fucking Sarah for another ten minutes before he gasped, "I'm close, should I pull out as well?"

Sarah looked over her shoulder and said, "No, keep going, do me a little harder, it's okay if you cum in me!"

Sarah just managed to reach her own climax and the sound of her orgasming took him over the edge as well.

He watched her dress and once she was happy that her clothes were all in order, they walked back to school, as they walked along the outside of the wire, he reached out and he took her hand in his, she shook his hand off, "What the hell Michael...you can't hold my hand at school!"

Michael was visibly shocked, "What...you can suck my cock in front of the caretaker and I can fuck you in front of two other boys but I can't hold your hand...you're crazy!"

"You can't hold my hand out in public...that's all!"

Sarah sat in the same seat for the next exam and caught the bus back to their village sitting next to Michael again.

"You're acting very weird Michael!"

"Sorry, I think things are very weird!"

"I took your virginity...that's all, if you feel too weird, we don't have to be friends but I was hoping that as we live so close, you might have wanted to be my fuck buddy during the summer holiday!"

Michael mumbled something.

"What was that?"

"I said that I think I love you...I want you to be my girlfriend."

"Love is nice Michael but never confuse it with sex. I'll be your girlfriend for as long as you like but I'll still want to have sex with anyone and everyone that I fancy...whenever I want to!"

Michael looked confused, Sarah patted his cheek.

The bus chose that moment to pull to a stop behind Michael's mother's car.

Michael almost ran down the bus and jumped at his mother, they wrapped each other in their arms and they kissed, kissed the way that they had kissed that morning. Sarah was still on the bus when she saw his mother leap away from him, looking down at the front of his trousers, Michael had grown his first erection while kissing his mother and feeling his cock pressing into her belly had shocked her.

Sarah stepped off the bus and saw Michael's face was bright red.

Sarah approached the couple, she offered Michael's mother her hand to shake, "Hi, I'm Sarah...Michael's girlfriend!"

They were still shaking hands as his very shocked mother mumbled, "Hello Sarah, I'm...wait a minute...Michael's only been at your school for six hours and four of those he was sitting an examination!"

Sarah grinned, "What can I say, Michael's a fast worker, he managed to sweep me off my feet!"

"I'm sorry Sarah, I'm Victoria, Victoria Taylor...Michael has never shown any interest in girls before."

Sarah managed to pull her hand out of Victoria's hand, "My mother is Victoria as well, Victoria Clarke...my father's John Clarke!"

Victoria pointed to her car, would you like a lift home Sarah?"

"No need but thanks for the offer, I only live just up the road a little."

Michael grabbed Sarah's arm..."Will I see you tomorrow Sarah."

"Of course you will, you'll need help to relax before Geography exam tomorrow won't you?"

He gave Sarah a stupid grin and nodded his head and then Sarah walked away towards home.

Sarah's father was already home but then he'd warned her that he would be. Sarah went to her bedroom and she stripped off totally and before she could put her casual clothes on, her father opened her bedroom door and suddenly turned his back, "Sorry darling, I should have knocked!"

"Come on in dad, I don't care..."

Sarah put her dress back down as he turned back to look at her, he looked over his shoulders before stepping into her room and closing her bedroom door.

Sarah walked up to him, she rubbed her hand over the front of his trousers, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

He looked a little nervous, Your mother has taken Dawn to her music lesson so we only have thirty minutes, what can I do?"

Sarah pulled his fly down and pulled his dick out. "I'm a little sore inside today but I can suck you off if you like or you can do me up my bum!"

He gasped and filled the palm of her hand with his jiz, he'd climaxed just from the mention of anal sex. He laughed, "Bloody hell, anal sex is like the holy grail for most men but I'm much too big to do something like that to you, your mother won't let me even try it with her!"

Sarah smiled at the challenge, she did after all only have a safe thirty minutes..."Give me a few seconds!"

Sarah took his cock in her mouth and sucked him the best way that she could until he regained his erection, then Sarah left him and lay on her bed, face down with her hands behind her back, holding her bum cheeks open, come on then dad, you can do me as hard as you like!"

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