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Published : 11 September 2020

   

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Quarryman Part 8
by Isabella

Story Code: M/g, b/g, Public Sex, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Underage sex, Incest, Father/Daughter, Prostitution, Mum/Son, Interracial

Sarah kissed her first ever paying customer goodbye on the front doorstep at nine thirty in the evening, her father had missed his opportunity to fuck Kelly Flint but he didn't mind, it was really entertaining to watch Sarah being fucked by a stud of a man while his youngest daughter helped him to wank off.

Night school classes ended at eight forty-five, it took Vicky just ten minutes to drive home but, as usual, she didn't get home until ten thirty. Sarah and Dawn should have been in bed an hour earlier but they were still sitting up in the living room with their father when Vicky got home. John said that the girls were still up because Dawn was in so much pain and because of all the blood.

Vicky found another painkiller for Dawn to help her to get to sleep and helped her into bed so that she could cover Dawn's mattress with a large towel in case her knickers slipped and blood leaked past her panty liner. After Vicky had finished with Dawn she looked in on Sarah to make sure that Sarah's exams on Thursday morning wouldn't be too stressful because she was so late getting to sleep.

Sarah changed the subject, "How was Robert mum?"

Vicky gasped at the question, she was going to try bluffing her way out of the question before Sarah followed her first question with, "Did you have time to screw with Mark and Sam as well before going to night school?"

"What do you know about it?"

Sarah smiled at her mother's discomfort, "I went to make sure that everything was okay, I recognised Robert from school, he's a year eight boy that I bumped into just before yesterday's first exam.

"You have to promise me that you'll keep away from Sam Granger and his group!"

Sarah looked confused, "Why keep away from Sam...you were happy enough to go to his shop this afternoon."

Vicky sat on Sarah's bed, "Can you remember there were a few older girls than you around the village when you were younger?"

Sarah nodded her head.

"And are there any girls between the ages of twelve and twenty around the village now?"

Sarah shook her head.

"Any Idea why that might be?"

Sarah looked a little confused, "Their families all moved away or something?"

Vicky shook her head, "No, Sam and his group pick on girls between the ages of eight and fourteen years of age, they use them as their sex slaves until they get bored with them and then they pass them on...the only problem is, every member of the group had already become bored with the girl by the time she's thirteen or fourteen because they've all been fucking her for three or four years so, when the next eight or nine year old prospect comes along, the older girl is passed on to someone in London, she'll be given a few quid for the bus to London and the contact number of a man who will have paid Sam or one of his friends for the girl and that man will put her to work in a flat or brothel, and that's usually where she'll spend the rest of her life."

"How do you know so much about it mum?"

"Because when I was thirteen I was given twenty-five pounds and the telephone number of a man in London because I'd outlived my entertainment value to the group."

"What happened in London?"

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"I didn't get as far as London, I went into Wellingborough bus station and bought a ticket to London but because so many girls in the area had run away from home over the years, the police had asked all bus and rail companies to report any young girl trying to book a ticket to London if they were unaccompanied by an adult, the woman on the ticket desk phoned the police and told them that I'd just bought a ticket for London and that I was travelling alone. The police took me off the bus and back to my parents so I never got to London and my parents never let me out of their sight ever again until I married your father."

"But if the ticket people told the police when girls tried to get to London when you were thirteen, where are all the older girls now?"

"They don't take the London bus any more, the girls go by local bus from Wellingborough to Bedford, then they buy a ticket from Bedford to Luton, then from Luton to St. Albans and finally, St. Albans to London...no one thinks anything of the short hops that the girls take on their own these days but the Police Child Protection Officers are still around the village all the time but they drive unmarked cars so that men like Sam don't spot them hanging around!"

Sarah went to sleep with that image in her head.

Dawn only had two more days at primary school and because she was playacting her period problems, her mother allowed her to have the final two days off on the sick. She also arranged for Dawn to see their family doctor because of the apparent intense pain she was going through.

Sarah spotted Michael walking to the bus stop, his mother no where in sight.

Sarah walked up to him and berated him for not going around to her house the evening before.

"I couldn't come, my mother wanted a serious talk with me and she was very upset."

"Why, what was the matter?"

"Well, because you and I had sex, I wasn't acting in my usual way in bed so she said that I was too old now to sleep with her any more, I've got to sleep in my own bed from now on."

"Do you think that your mother would like to have sex with a thirteen year old boy?"

Michael's mood lightened a little, he actually laughed, just the one laugh, "I think that she'd fuck a dog...she's so horny!"

"That boy at school that I sucked off yesterday while you were fucking me outside the changing rooms likes to fuck older women and he's very good at it, I'm going to ask him to be your friend, go with you to your house and make a pass at your mum...try to get her in bed, once she finds out how much fun sex with a young boy can be, she might start taking you to bed again...and not just to sleep!"

There was lots of kissing and cuddling on the bus and as usual, once at school, Sarah and Michael had to be careful not to touch each other too much.

Sarah spotted Robert in the playground and called his name, he smiled at her as he ran over, "Hi baby...how did you know my name?"

"I asked around, is your last name Brand?..." Sarah dipped her hand into her school bag and pulled out the little black book, she opened it at the first page and looked a little shocked that whatever she was looking for wasn't there, she started rummaging in her bag and as she was pushing things around, "...and do you live on Waterside Road in Wellingborough?"

He pulled Sarah's face up so that she was looking at his face instead of rooting around in her school bag, "I do live on Waterside Road...why?"

"I'm sorry, there was a card in the front of this address book that had Mark Brand and your address and phone number on it but it seems to have fallen out somewhere...I was wondering if it belonged to your father or brother."

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"My dad's name is Mark...so what's in the book then?"

Robert was gently easing Sarah towards the back of the school, shepherding her towards the niche outside the changing room doors.

Sarah was trying to stop him moving her into a place where he could fuck her or get another blow-job, that wasn't part of her plan, especially at that time of the day when the whole school would be milling around, "It looks like an address book, mainly men's names and phone numbers with the ages of their kids perhaps, I didn't read too many of the names!"

Sarah opened the book and showed Robert, he recognised the first few names as well as the additional information, he could see how Sarah might have thought that 'Alan / 01733 26645 / Boys 4 - 10' would mean that Alan from Peterborough had two children, one four years old and the other ten but Robert actually knew Alan from Peterborough had a preference for sex with boys from four years old to ten years old and Robert had been one of those boys in Alan' bed when he was four years old.

Robert stopped pushing Sarah towards the private spot at the back of the school, "This is my dad's book, where did you get it from?"

Now Sarah had a problem, how did she explain having Mark's little black book, she thought fast on her feet as Robert took a mobile phone out of his pocket and called his contacts list up, "I saw it in the gutter outside our village shop this morning."

Robert was just flicking through his list of contacts in his phone's memory until he reached 'Father', "Was that Granger Green Grocers & General Goods?"

Sarah nodded her head.

Robert was holding his phone away from his face, he was obviously one of those exhibitionists that like everyone to hear both sides of their telephone conversation.

"Robert...what's gone wrong this time?"

"It isn't me dad..."

"No son, it's never your fault!"

"...No, stop it, it really wasn't me this time...have you still got your little black book? The very small one that fits in your wallet!"

There was a moment's silence and then, "Fucking hell...it's gone!"

"You know I told you last night that a year seven girl had sucked my nob while her boyfriend fucked her from behind at school?"

"Yes I remember, I told you that a year seven girl was too old for my group to be interested in!"

"Yes you did and I wouldn't have mentioned her to you now but she found your book outside Sam's shop in the gutter this morning, she said that it had a card or a slip of paper in it with Mark Brand Waterside Road...she knew my name and that I lived in Wellingborough...she asked me if I knew you."

"What does she want for the book?"

Robert smiled at Sarah, "Nothing at all, when I told her that you were my father, she just handed the book over to me to give to you."

Mark was silent for a moment, "Why didn't she hand the book into Sam...it was found right outside his shop?"

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Robert nodded his head to Sarah, she had to jolt herself into life after just being the bystander in the conversation between father and son, "Erm...well...the shop wasn't open at seven o'clock and the village constable had just driven off so I didn't know who to give the book too, I thought that I'd try Robert first and if he didn't know you, I was going to hand it in at PC Turner's office tonight!"

"Thank you for that, you don't have to mention finding my book to anyone else...not even your parents!"

Sarah was still playacting when she blurted out, "I can't find the little card that had your name and address on, I've looked through my bag, I must have dropped it on the bus, I'm sorry!"

"It's totally unimportant...Robert, I'm going to come and pick my book up now, meet me at the main gate and bring the girl with you...I want to thank her personally!"

Sarah, Michael and Robert walked back down the driveway to the school's main gate.

When Mark turned up, he got out of his car and took his book from Robert, he flicked through to see if he could spot any missing pages and then he looked at Sarah, he did a double take and said, "What's your mother's name?"

"Victoria Clarke."

"So you must be Sarah...Sam mentioned you to me yesterday..." Michael's mouth curled into a smile, "...I met your mother before her night school class last night...I want to give you a reward for being so honest...you could even have thrown the book in the bin instead of taking the trouble to track me down...why don't I take you out for a meal at lunch time to thank you!"

"That's okay Mr Brand, I have my lunch with my boyfriend."

Mark smiled at Michael, "Are you the boy that was screwing Sarah yesterday when she sucked my son's cock for him?"

Michael grinned and nodded his head.

"Well, why don't we all have lunch together, I'll pick the three of you up from here at twelve o'clock, I'll pick up a take away and we can eat it at our house."

Any further interaction was called to a halt because the whistle was sounded, calling all of the students into school to get their attendance mark.

Thursday was the last day of year seven's end of year exams, the morning session was foreign language written exams as well as the English literature exam and in the afternoon, they would start the foreign language oral exams, the test group would split into four, the Spanish, French, Mandarin and German, roughly thirty kids took one of those four languages. The only person who stood out was Michael, because he'd studied Gujarati at his previous school, the examination team had asked for a Gujarati examination paper to be faxed over from Leicester and Mrs Gupta had agreed to mark that paper for him as well as take the oral part of the exam which she was going to do before the main exams started, so Michael would be ready to go home by twelve o'clock that afternoon and Michael would be able to get home from Wellingborough on the normal service bus more easily than getting home from school on a service bus.

Sarah was asked to help her form teacher set his classroom up for the year four exams that would be taken in there after morning assembly. Mr Grove took great delight in telling Sarah about her sister sucking his cock for him yesterday as he fucked Sarah, face down bent over his store room cupboards.

The morning written exams went very well and time seemed to fly past for Sarah. They met Robert at the end of the school drive, Mark turned up at one minute past twelve with the food from the takeaway on the floor in the front foot well. Robert climbed onto the back seat first and slid in behind his father and Sarah followed him in, Michael climbed in last. By the time they reached Waterside Road, Sarah had already started wanking both boys off in the back of the car.

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The four of them tumbled into the house and the food was totally forgotten about while Robert, Mark and Michael focussed all of their attention on Sarah, getting her totally naked and then taking turns in fucking her as she sucked the next waiting cock. The food was a little cool by the time that they got around to eating it while all three boys regained their breath and their erections, There was another round of fucking after the meal and Mark got Sarah and Robert back to school just as the whistle called the students into classes for the afternoon.

After Mark dropped Sarah and his son off at school, he took Michael home to the village. Students who had taken their last end of year exam could go home...in fact, they were encouraged to go home to reduce the student load on staff and room space. Some year seven students were asked to come back the following week while the year five and six kids were taking their end of year exams to help out as well as act as guides and mentors for the primary kids who would be coming along to have their orientation week.

Sarah joined the rest of year seven students in the hall so that it was close to Shakespeare Drive where the four foreign language oral tests were taking place, thirty students roughly for each exam and they only had a day and a half to run through the twenty minute exams and if every thing ran like clockwork, it would take ten hours to go through all of the students.

Sarah was up early, she followed Colin Adams into her Spanish exam, she had a twenty minute conversation with two examiners, ran the gamut of the Spanish words and phrases that she'd been expected to learn about over the previous year.

Sarah got a thumbs up from her Spanish teacher once she'd finished and as she left the room, she bumped into Anuja Modi, one of the few Asian students at the school, her father was a shopkeeper in Kettering and Anuja had just taken her Mandarin oral exam. Sarah and Anuja weren't really friends, Anuja had started at the school in Sarah's class, year four, stream one but over the years Anuja had slipped down the rankings, at the moment, she was in year seven, stream three, if she had continued the fall in attainment, she would be entering year eight in stream four and most students in that stream in year eight would find themselves moving to their local comprehensive school rather than the Academy's high school.

Sarah greeted Anuja as they met on Shakespeare Drive, "You going home now Anuja?"

"I can't, I have to wait for the school bus, my mother doesn't drive and my father can't leave the shop, he's the only one who is qualified to work in the Post Office section of the shop."

Sarah suddenly remembered that her Cousin-Uncle Stavros' entry in Mark Brand's little black book had mentioned that he would like an Asian or West Indian girl, almost any age so Sarah said, "Kettering isn't that far, you could walk it in twenty minutes."

"My dad would kill me if I walked home...he thinks that I'd be raped out on the road if I didn't have a chaperone!"

Sarah laughed and then turned serious, "My God Anuja...don't tell me that you're the only twelve year old girl at this school who's still a virgin!"

Anuja looked shocked at first and then miserable as she nodded her head.

"Wow girl...well, fair play to you if you want to stay a virgin...I admire your will power, it must be hard keeping your cherry around here!"

"Why, aren't you a virgin still Sarah?"

Sarah laughed, "I lost my cherry in the first week as a year four girl at this school!"

Anuja looked shocked and then she looked a little confused, "How...I mean who...where..."

Sarah stepped in to stop Anuja twisting in the wind, "I met a forty year old man a few days before the start of school, he picked me up on my first day, he brought me here and tried to fuck me in the lay-by outside., it took him a week to get his massive cock in me but he managed it."

Sarah saw Anuja shudder, "You managed it with such an older man when you were only nine years old?"

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Sarah nodded her head, "Not only that but he has been my boyfriend ever since...well, up to last weekend, he got transferred to Scotland last Friday."

Sarah just caught Anuja's whispered, "Lucky bitch!"

Sarah smiled, Anuja was visibly turned on, her nipples were clearly visible through her school blouse.

"You could get a man to take you to bed today if you were willing to put yourself out there and it starts by not waiting for your mother or father to protect you all the time."

Anuja was really interested and Sarah offered to take her under her wing and introduce her to a man who would love her and take her virginity.

Sarah was surprised at just how easy it was to talk Anuja into going with her for a sexual liaison with a man...even a man who Anuja had never seen in her life before.

Sarah led the way to Kettering, Anuja would have stuck to the main road if she had ever been tempted to walk home...far from the most direct route, Anuja was really worried when Sarah took a short cut across a stretch of wasteland that couldn't be seen from the road.

"Anuja, what the hell are you worried about?"

"We could easily be raped here and no one would ever know."

"Would it bother you who actually takes your virginity, the man I'm taking you to will be as much of a stranger to you as a random rapist...all you have to remember with a rapist is not to fight, there's nothing between your legs that's worth getting hurt trying to defend."

The two girls were soon at the Bell Inn. Sarah was shocked at a sign that she saw in front of the pub, 'Every day, exotic dancers and strip tease, lunch time and evenings, only five pounds a ticket.'

Anuja asked, "Why does it bother you so much that the pub has exotic dancers...don't you like them?"

"It's not that, when a pub gets strippers in, it's usually a sign that they're about to close down and go bankrupt. They can only have strippers in the pub for twenty eight days before they have to apply for planning permission and they have to pay a massive licence fee if they go on past twenty-eight days in any year."

Sarah asked the doorman if he could tell her Cousin-Uncle that she and Anuja were there and would like to see him.

Stavros came out and had a whispered conversation with Sarah, she told him that she'd seen in someone's little black book that Stavros was looking for sex with an Asian girl.

Stavros was a typical Greek, he couldn't talk without his hands and when he was excited, there was a lot of backslapping as he thanked and congratulated Sarah.

Stavros took both girls up to his flat above the pub, there were CCTV cameras in the concert room and Stavros had been watching young women stripping off for the men who were paying five pounds each to watch the strippers perform, and from the smell in Stavros' living room, as he watched the stripers perform on the CCTV monitors, he was masturbating himself.

Sarah soon discovered that Anuja was dual voltage, Anuja had never had any sexual contact with anyone before but her parents had only ever allowed her to have female friends as a way of keeping her away from boys, those friends had all been distant cousins, every one of them strictly brought up Hindu girls but Anuja was comfortable around girls and so after a thirty minute snog with the older Greek man, snogging and light petting, Stavros had invited Anuja into his bedroom but Anuja had been reluctant to go without Sarah and once in the bedroom, Sarah found that Anuja worked on AC as well as DC and Sarah found herself helping Anuja to relax more and more.

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While Stavros was lining Anuja up to fuck her, she was taking her mind off of what he was doing to her by stripping Sarah off and making love to her as Stavros entered her.

Once Stavros got his cock all the way into Anuja's cunt and started fucking her in earnest, Anuja suddenly lost interest in the DC side of her nature and became fully converted to AC as she looped her arms around Stavros' neck and started demanding he fuck her harder and harder.

Anuja took her first load of semen in her cunt and almost passed out from the pleasure. Sarah suddenly realised that because of the way that Anuja had been brought up and the fact that her parents were deeply religious, Anuja had no idea how babies were made, she had no idea that what she had just done with Stavros could have left her pregnant, and Sarah thought that what she didn't know...wouldn't hurt her.

Once Stavros had cum in the girl, he almost instantly lost interest in her and turned his attention to Sarah, she had been naked for almost an hour but Stavros had taken no notice of her at all until he'd had what he wanted from the Asian girl and now he was taking notice of Sarah, he started kissing and cuddling her and he made a sudden discovery as his fingers explored her body, he suddenly pulled away from her, flipped her roughly on the bed so that she was face down and he parted her bum cheeks, "Hey, don't tell me that you like Greek sex Cousin!"

She looked over her shoulder at him, "I really love it that way."

Stavros made Anuja suck his cock until he was hard again and then he positioned her with her pussy right under Sarah's mouth so that as he fucked Sarah up her bum, he was enjoying watching Sarah driving Anuja mad with her mouth.

Victoria Taylor's first fuck in thirteen years

Victoria got home a few minutes before her son Michael was due home from school, she had resisted the temptation to drive to the bus stop to pick her son up to bring him home. She was trying to dial back her emotional leaning on her son, it has been fine when he was a little boy...when Michael was at Ellis Comprehensive school, he was the only white student in the school, actually, he was the only white boy in the whole area so he had no real friends...certainly no girl friends. Vicky happily slept in the same bed as her son for most of his life, she had felt guilty in the past, when Michael was much younger, she used to cuddle him inappropriately when in bed and once he fell asleep, she often masturbated herself while her naked body rubbed up and down against his...always being careful not to wake him.

On Tuesday she saw him with a girl, the first time she had ever seen him with a girl and she felt really jealous and that night...when they were in bed together, Michael rolled against her as he fell asleep, as he'd done all of his life before but this time, Michael was hard and his cock was pressing against his mother's pussy mound and she realised that Michael had actually discovered sex with this young girl and even though Vicky still masturbated herself while her son's hard cock pressed against her, the feeling of guilt was ten time worse than it had ever been before and she had vowed with herself to break her dependency on her son as an object for her sexual comfort.

When Vicky stepped out of her car, instead of the total silence of a small rural village that she'd expected, there were the sounds of her son's play station game, it sounded like the one where her son was a tank commander and he fought against the computer in a battle that he could never win against the artificial intelligence of the computer. The sound of cannon fire was rattling the windows because Michael was playing in the living room on the big screen TV with the sound bar turned on and the base turned right up to maximum.

Vicky rushed into the house to save her neighbours being disturbed too much, they'd only lived in the house for three days, upsetting the neighbours could wait a few weeks. She rushed to the front door and opened it, she almost tripped over four muddy football boots on the mat just inside the front door, there was an equally muddy football at the side of the mat and two football shirts on the floor, also muddy.

Vicky rushed to the living room door and snatched it open, she stopped in her tracks, Robert wasn't alone, this was the first time ever that Robert had bought a friend home, the boys were both sitting on the sofa, all they were wearing were football socks and football shorts and, rather than the computer winning the battle, the two boys were fighting each other on screen as well as in the living room as they slapped or punched each other playfully for pulling off some stunt or other that disadvantaged the other. Vicky marvelled at the change in her son in just three days but she still hit the sound bar's controller, turning it off and leaving just the sound from the TV's speakers playing.

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Both boys suddenly turned as one to look at who had just turned the loud box off.

"How come you're home so early darling?"

Michael pressed pause on the game and he jumped up off of the sofa, "I finished all of my exams this morning and the school doesn't want us there if we've finished our exams, so I'm on holiday now until next term...would you like a cup of coffee mum?"

Vicky was looking at the other boy sitting on the sofa, his pectoral muscles were more defined than her son's and there was a sheen of sweat covering his upper body, he was giving Vicky a hard stare and then he pushed himself to his feet and he slinked...cat like...to stand in front of Victoria. He offered her his right hand, "I'm Robert...I'm at school with Michael but I'm in year eight so I finished my last exam yesterday."

Vicky was shaking Robert's hand for a long time as she looked from his face and down his body, Michael had pubic hair but it was restricted to a halo around his cock, even his plums were devoid of hair as yet, she noticed that there was a dark triangle above the waistband of Robert's shorts, his pubic hair was spreading up towards his belly button and the sheen of sweat on his body made the hair look like it was thicker and much darker than it really was.

Vicky still hadn't let go of Robert's right hand when Michael returned to the living room, he just stood looking at his mother and Robert, almost frozen in time, Vicky's eyes were now lower, Robert knew where she was looking and he allowed his cock to wake up, pushing a tent out in the front of his thin shorts.

Robert whispered, "Martin told me that you were the most beautiful women in the area Vicky and I thought he was exaggerating but he was underselling you, you aren't just the most beautiful woman in the area, I'd say that you were the most beautiful women in the country!"

Michael cleared his throat, "Do you want anything to drink Robert?"

Robert didn't look away from Vicky's face, "Have you got anything cold in the fridge please?"

Michael looked at his mother, she was aware of him looking at her so she tore her eyes away from Robert's erection and looked at her son, Michael was shaking his head as he said, "The only drink we have in the fridge is one of my mother's cans of lager!"

Vicky smiled at Robert, she managed to force her hand out of Roberts, "I think we can celebrate a little darling, Robert is the first friend you've brought home to our new house, why don't you boys share a can...in fact, turn the kettle off, I'll have a can as well."

Robert leaned in slightly and Vicky realised that he was scenting her, drawing her odour into his nostrils, she stepped away a half a pace, "I'll have to go and take a shower, the air conditioning in my car is broken and it got a little sweaty on the drive home...still, that's the last time I'll have to make that trip, I'll be working in Bedford from Monday...please excuse me, I won't be long."

"Robert smiled, "I was just thinking that it was a wonderfully natural scent."

Vicky ran for her bedroom and she stripped naked, she was mentally berating herself for almost swooning at the attention from the thirteen year old boy, as she stepped under the shower she was wishing that Robert would go home and let her get herself back on an even keel, she turned the water on and as the powerful stream hit her breasts and trickled down over her abdomen and onwards between her thighs, she had a massively powerful orgasm...she'd never felt such an orgasm in her life before, even when her old boyfriend made her pregnant he didn't give her anywhere close to that much pleasure.

As Vicky dried herself, she wished that Robert's parents would ring up and tell him to go home.

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Vicky went from the bathroom to her bedroom wrapped in a towel, she looked at her casual clothes...she didn't have many, she usually got home from work, showered and would sit around the house in just her dressing gown, she then looked at her dressing gown selection, she had one for winter, very long, very thick, very warm and very sensible, she had another sensible one, Winceyette with a tartan print and a very risky one, ultra thin, imitation silk, mainly white with a massive Japanese symbols on the back of it, she had been told by her boyfriend that it meant lover but some time later she was told by an unkind friend that the word was 'Baishunpu' in Japanese and that translated into 'Whore' in English, she still loved the way it felt against her skin and as she wasn't about to invite any Japanese speakers around and Michael didn't know what it meant so she wore it often around the house.

Vicky pulled the sexy dressing gown on and changed her mind, as she hit the stairs to return to the living room, she was hoping that Robert's parents would ring up and ask if Robert could stay later.

The TV was off now, Robert sitting on the sofa and Michel sitting on the comfortable seat opposite the sofa.

Robert said, "I have to apologise Mrs Taylor, my father had booked time off work to look after me because he knew that I'd be finishing school yesterday but he got called in and he dumped me on Michael to keep me out of mischief and keep me out of his cocktail cabinet...I have to ask if I can stay until after dinner but he did give me forty pounds to buy us all a takeaway."

The conversation was very adult considering that sixty-six percent of the participants were under fourteen years old.

Vicky ordered the food to be delivered and when it came, Robert insisted on paying for it with his father's money. Michael opened another can of beer for his mother and after eating dinner, they all got back to the conversation, Robert was closer to Vicky now and every so often, he let his fingers brush accidentally over her thigh.

At nine o'clock the house phone rang, Vicky picked up, "Is Mrs Tatlor there please?"

"Speaking!"

"Hi, I'm Mark Brand, Robert's dad...I hope that he hasn't been too much trouble!"

"No...no trouble at all."

"I've hit a snag in Birmingham, I'm going to have to send Robert a taxi, he may have to spend the night at home on his own tonight, I can't be sure that I'm going to be home before the morning."

Vicky was a little too eager when she jumped in with, "He could stop here, have a sleepover with Michael, you can pick him up from here when you get back in the morning!"

There were grateful thanks from Mark and Vicky handed Robert the phone to talk to his father before he hung up.

Michael looked at the clock and he smiled, "Mum...my bed is only a small single, I won't be able to share it with Robert!"

Vicky's face flushed, she spotted movement to her left, Robert had just gained a massive erection and was trying to hide it with his left hand, Vicky's eyes were now fixed on Robert's lap, Robert allowed his right hand to brush over Vicky's thigh once again.

Michael smiled at his mother's discomfort and he said, "Would you like to play cards Robert?"

Robert looked around the room, "Do you have a table to play on...only it's a bit difficult to play like this!"

"No, we don't have a table, when it is just me and my mum, we usually play on her bed, use the bed as a table!"

Robert looked over at Vicky, he nudged her in her ribs gently and said, "That sounds like it could be fun!"

Vicky tried to say something but her voice was too sticky with emotion to get the words out.

Michael crossed the room and he offered his mother his hand to pull her to her feet, Robert chose that moment to push himself up off the sofa, taking careful aim on the side of Vicky's dressing gown, so that when Michael pulled her to her feet, her dressing gown was pulled wide open, flashing her pussy to her son and Robert.

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The three of them settled down on Victoria's bed, Vicky realised just how much of a hypocrite she was being, less than twenty-four hours earlier she was telling Michael that it wasn't right for a woman of her age to play in bed with a twlve year old boy and doubly so if that boy was her son and now here she was, planning on how she could get Robert into her knickers.

Robert took the change from the takeaway, "Right, what stakes are we playing for?"

Michael jumped in with, "Mum won't gamble for money!"

Robert looked at Michael and scowled, then he looked at Vicky and grinned, "How about playing for kisses, the winner gets to kiss the loser for one second a point!"

Vicky agreed and Robert dealt the first hand, Robert was a well practiced card cheat and he arranged for Michael to beat his mother by just ten points. Michael lifted up onto his knees and leaned across the gap, the kiss was, as usual for Michael and Vicky...not a mother/son kind of a kiss, it was only ten seconds long but it was full of passion and while their eyes were closed, Robert sorted the cards ready for the next hand.

The three of them settled down to the second hand, Robert had stacked the cards so that he won and Vicky lost but by a massive one hundred and fifty points. Robert closed the gap so that he didn't have to lean in as much as Michael had done for his kiss and as Robert and Vicky kissed, he rubbed his hands up over her ribs, at the one minute point in the kiss, he lifted the weight of her left breast and at the two minute mark, he slipped his other hand inside the bottom of her dressing gown, gently stroking over her pussy mound for the last thirty seconds.

Robert eased his lips off of Vicky's lips and said, "Have we had our one hundred and fifty seconds?"

Vicky pulled him back into her and said, "Nowhere near!"

All pretence of playing cards were forgotten as Vicky pushed Robert onto his back and started making love to him while Michael looked on.

At nine thirty in the evening, Robert finally rolled on top of Vicky and impaled her on his cock. Michael was kissing Victoria as she was being fucked and at ten thirty Robert finally fired off inside Victoria. The three of them tumbled under the sheets on the bed and before they fell asleep, Michael rolled on top of his mother and fucked her for just five minutes before getting too excited and boiling over into her cunt!"

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