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Smart-phones can be dangerous in the wrong hands
by Isabella

Story Code: g/g, m/g, m/F/g, Incest, Under Age, First Time, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism

It was such a lovely day, the height of summer, hot but with a light breeze, as usual I had three machine loads of washing to do, for ease I would usually take the washed clothes out of the washing machine and pop it straight into the tumble drier for convenience but today, I decided to hang the first load out on the line to dry for a change.

The usually unused washing line ran down the side of the house, an area that my husband and I usually avoided, as I was using a wet cloth to wipe the pollution from the line, I noticed a bright flash from inside Amy's playroom, it crossed my mind that it could have been a match striking or a cigarette lighter being struck, I knew that Amy and her best friend Elle were in the playroom alone. I was slightly worried that they may be playing with fire or smoking cigarettes that I broke a golden rule and went over to look in the window to see what was going on.

As soon as I looked in the window I knew why I avoided that area of the garden, Amy's playroom had a kind of giant cat-flap built into the bottom of the door, to get into the room, you had to get on hands and knees and crawl through the flap and a canvas tunnel beyond, that meant that no adult ever entered the playroom and so, the playroom looked like a bombed out building.

As I looked in, Amy and Elle were sitting on an upturned box, both looking at Elle's smart-phone's screen, both girls were giggling away, they were talking to someone on the phone but because of the double-glazed windows I could hear nothing, then both girls stopped giggling and looked at each other, quite seriously, lots of nodding and a little non-verbal negotiations, then Amy jumped to her feet and stood against a wall, she took up what they called at dance school a 'Gangsta' pose. As Amy stood there, pretending to hold a pistol under her chin, Elle snapped a picture on her phone.

Amy ran back to Elle's side, the girls had a short conversation and then then both girl's faces lit up, at a guess, the person they were talking to had sent them a photograph to look at that had obviously been a little more than the girls had expected, then both girls burst out laughing again. Elle took a coin from her pocket and flipped it in the air; Amy made her call and then looked disappointed. Amy walked away from Elle slowly, then Amy cleared a space on the floor and got down onto her back. Elle raised her voice slightly, "He said that you have to take them off or he won't show his."

Amy shook her head, she lay flat on her back, brought her feet up so that her feet were flat on the floor, her knees up in the air and her legs wide apart, Elle was holding her smart-phone up in front of her, I heard Elle again, "If you're not going to take them off, you have to at least lift your skirt up."

Amy just put one hand on each side of the front of her skirt and as Amy lifted her skirt high in the air Elle snapped another picture. Again, both girls sat on the box together and were looking at the small screen on the smart-phone, they looked a little disappointed at what had been sent to them on the screen, Elle pushed Amy, "That's your fault, just because you were too much of a baby to take them off." Both girl's attention were drawn back to the screen, the glow from the screen that had been lighting the girl's faces suddenly went dark and Elle pressed her 'off' button and the phone went back into her handbag. I rushed to the other side of the playroom door and just before I knocked to ask Amy to help me hang out the washing I heard, "If he rings back, you have to apologise to him Amy, and if he wants to see you, you have to stop being a baby and show him!"

I knocked on the door, "Amy, can you come and help me hang out the washing please?" I got the usual, "It's so unfair," and "I'm supposed to be playing with Elle," but she eventually crawled along the tunnel and through the flap in the bottom of the door. I got Amy to help me hang out the washing and asked her what she had been doing with Elle, "We were just chatting to some boys on Elle's smart-phone." I was surprised that Amy had admitted that to me, "What, local boys?" "I don't know, they didn't say yet where they lived." "You mean boy's your age or a little older?" "I think they were a bit older."

Elle came out into the garden and called to Amy, "Can we go back and play Amy?" I stepped in, "It's time for lunch, isn't your mother expecting you home for lunch?" "My mam is in town shopping, she's going to ring me when she's on her way home, I can go home and come back in a bit if you like!" "Why don't you stop here and have lunch with Amy?"

In the kitchen, while I was cooking a quick lunch, Elle's phone beeped, an incoming text message, I was actually behind Elle and Amy as Elle took her phone out, the text message was unusual, it had text and an image both inside a kind of 'wrapper', the bottom of the wrapper said "School-Girl-Chat.Com" in a very colourful font. I spotted a little of the text, "We're prepared to give you another chance" and the picture when it finally opened was of a torso wearing just underpants and judging from the bulge in the front of the pants, the boy in the picture wasn't just a little older than Elle and Amy.

Elle realised a little too late that I could probably see her telephone screen and she quickly closed down the message and popped the phone back into her handbag. As the girls ate lunch Elle's phone sounded five or six times but the phone was left in Elle's bag. Both girls were bolting their food down, both were eager to get back into the playroom. Secretly I hoped that Elle's mother would call her on her phone to go home. I wanted to talk to Amy about what she and Elle were doing on Elle's phone but that would be difficult without admitting I had been spying on her.

As soon as lunch was over Amy and Elle rushed through the house and into the playroom, before they could get in their though I had eased the old serving hatch doors open a fraction of an inch, Amy's playroom had been the dining room before the house was remodelled, James had wanted to brick the serving hatch up but his father said "No." Ron had said that the serving hatch would come in useful when the kids got older, when the play room became the kid's sitting room or study, make it easier to get snacks and also getting the pots back out without walking all the way round from the door.

I saw the girls rush in through the tunnel, they both sat on the same box in the middle of the room and then Elle got her phone out again, I watched from the kitchen as she logged into the chat-room, I even realised that she had pressed only one key, she pressed it six times but it was just one key and it was on the top row of keys, so the password for the 'Elle&Amy' avatar in the chat was either six 'A's, six 'B's or six 'C's.

Elle opened the first of the unanswered messages, it was from the same chat room, as were all the rest of the messages, all were from males, most had picture of boy on them, a boy between twelve and fifteen years old and they were all making requests to see the picture again but this time without panties on." Elle flipped her coin again, this time Amy won and Elle happily slipped off of the box, dropped her knickers to the floor and placed them in her handbag.

Amy had the phone in her hand and Elle took up the same pose that Amy had earlier, this time when Elle lifted the front of her skirt, Amy snapped the picture, Elle's skirt was hiding her face in the photograph, so I guessed that the pose was deliberately staged that way.

Elle took the phone from Amy's hand and pressed a few buttons and then the phone beeped to show that the picture had been uploaded onto the School-Girl-Chat site. It took less than ten seconds for the first message to hit Elle's phone, "You're forgiven!" And the picture was of a rather healthy looking cock, very stiff, quite long and with a few black pubic hairs growing around its base. There was no doubt in my mind that the cock in the picture belonged to a boy, probably under sixteen years of age.

I watched as several other pictures of cocks rolled in, then a message headed 'Priority Request' from 'HistoryTeacher79' "I would like to see 'Elle&Amy' kissing each other, I think there might only be one girl and not two!"

Elle turned to Amy and said, "Bugger him, now we can't take part again until we have proved to him and he turns off the block, so how do we take the picture as well as do the kiss?" Amy said, "We should ask my mum, she'll take a picture of us kissing each other." Elle let out a dismissive laugh, "Get serious, how could we explain that to your mother?"

They kissed each other, Elle holding her phone at arm's length, the girls looked at the result, the flash had bleached out most of the image. "Try it again with the flash turned off." The girls kissed each other and then looked at the screen, "Far too dark, does your mother's pc have a webcam on it?" It was Amy's turn to laugh dismissively this time, "No, my mother wouldn't allow a webcam in the house, she'd freak if she knew what your phone can do."

Amy disappeared and returned with the large mirror from her dressing table, she set it up on her desk and then the girls practiced kissing in front of the mirror before kissing each other, Elle sent the picture in along with a message for 'HistoryTeacher79', "Is that okay, will you unblock us now?"

A minute later a new message hit Elle's phone, from 'HistoryTeacher79', "That picture could be an old one, it isn't really special in any way is it? Take the picture again, this time, both of you have to take your t-shirts off and when you kiss, I want to see Elle's tongue in Amy's mouth!"

The girls looked at each other, Elle broke the silence, men often put their tongues into women's mouths, I don't mind if you don't." Both girls slipped their t-shirts off, Amy asked, "Should we practice first? You know, before we try and take the photograph." I got a tingle in my lower abdomen as I watched Elle and Amy kissing each other while both topless, Elle's tongue deep in Amy's mouth, Elle seemed to be enjoying her kiss with Amy a great deal, I watched her take the picture and after she did, she put the phone down and Elle began to massage Amy's chest, the tiny humps of flesh that would one day soon become breasts. Amy copied her friend's actions and I realised that Elle's nipples were far more responsive, even though both girls were exactly the same age; Elle also had a little more breast mass that Amy too. Elle broke the kiss and whispered, "I like this too!" As Elle pushed Amy's mouth down onto her breast and placed it carefully over her nipple, "Suck it into your mouth, suck it hard please."

As Amy sucked on Elle's nipple Elle took another picture, I thought I was going to pass out my breathing was coming so fast, then I realised that I was pressing my lower abdomen and pussy mound hard into the work surface in front of the serving hatch, effectively humping myself off against the counter top.

The girls played together for several minutes and then reviewed the two photographs. I had to force myself away from the counter top just so that Amy and Elle wouldn't hear me climaxing through the serving hatch. "Shall we send in both pictures?" Amy looked shocked, "No way, just the one with us kissing." Elle opened the message wrapper, typed in her message and selected the picture and pressed the send. Amy was a little upset, "You little cow, you've sent in both pictures." "I'm sure that you don't really mind, do you?"

The girls were staring intently at the screen on Elle's phone, a red boarder surrounding the screen turned to green, Elle sent a message to 'HistoryTeacher79', a simple message, "Thank you." Messages began to roll in, I had expected the girls to pull their t-shirts back on but they both happily sat there, naked from the waist up, actually, Elle had no knickers on either.

Pictures came in, there seemed to be thirty men in the room and another girl, 'SchoolSlut2002' as well as 'Elle&Amy' the other girl posted a photograph of herself topless, the comment in the picture was directed at Amy, "Would you like to suck on mine?" Suddenly a red boarder surrounded 'SchoolSlut2002', just as Elle was about to message her, "It won't let me send the message to her." Amy suggested, "Right click on her avatar!" "This chatter has been suspended until she can prove that she really is the girl in the posted photograph!"

Elle and Amy just chatted away; a message came in asking if Elle had put her knickers back on, she sent "No". The avatar of 'SchoolSlut2002' disappeared from the screen; the message window went mad, men asking if the IP address for 'SchoolSlut2002' had been captured, "Yes, when he tries to get back in we'll know."

Another message for Elle, another red message, "Prove it in 10 seconds!" Elle flipped the front of her skirt up and took the picture of herself, still topless and with her skirt around her waist. The picture was sent in to the room in nine and a half seconds. "Does Amy have her knickers off you?" "No" a red message came in, "We need to see Amy posing next to Elle dressed exactly the same way!"

Elle and Amy had a discussion, I realised that while the boarder of the telephone screen was red, the girls couldn't see any messages or send anything to anyone but the man holding their account at red. Amy wasn't happy about taking her knickers off, I knew that I should have stepped in and stopped it but I thought back to my childhood, what I would have given to have had a friend like Elle to share things with and if I had been a little more like Amy and Elle, a little adventurous, I would never have married my husband 'untested'.

Elle was becoming a little more assertive, "Well, if you don't, 'HistoryTeacher79' won't let us stop in the room and I might as well go home!" Amy reluctantly stood up, pulled her knickers down to the floor and sat back down, then Elle took the picture of the two girls sitting on the toy box, both showing their bare pussies to 'HistoryTeacher79' with their skirts around their waists.

I had expected Elle's screen to get a green boarder once again, but it stayed red, "The other members want you girls to take your skirts off and they want to see you both with a hand on each other's pussies!" Came in from 'HistoryTeacher79'. Amy and Elle looked at each other, then Elle pulled her skirt off and sat there totally naked, "Come on Amy, we've come this far, don't 'baby-out' o me now, they can still kick us out of the room."

Amy had pulled her skirt down to cover her lower body, She had that 'sulky' look on her face that I knew well, she was digging herself in, once she set her mind on something she often became immovable. "Come on Amy, you said no to kissing me, and to letting me French kiss you and you said no to sucking in my nipple but you didn't really mind any of that did you? Not really!" The stubborn look left Amy's face a little, "If I do it, they will just make us do something else, something more, something worse!"

Elle started to type into her screen, "Amy isn't really happy to do anything more!" There was a delay for a few seconds, "I've spoken with the committee, if you girls do what I've asked, I can give you a free upgrade to the video-chat App. And if you say no, I've been told I can just unfreeze your account, so there is absolutely no pressure on you to go further at the moment."

"You see, they aren't just being mean, if you say no, we can still play for a little longer, but, you know I can't afford the twenty quid for the video-chat upgrade, and you know I've wanted one for ages." Amy shrugged her shoulders, the pressure being taken off by 'HistoryTeacher79' had been the turning point for Amy and her best friend's begging tipped Amy over the edge and once again, Amy stood up and slipped out of her skirt, "What do we have to do?" Amy asked Elle.

Elle thought for a moment and then she sent a message to 'HistoryTeacher79' "Amy isn't sure what you want us to do." "Is there a bed in the room?" "Yes, but it is covered with toys." "That doesn't matter, is there anywhere that you can stand the phone so that it can point down onto the bed?" "Yes." "Okay, accept the video-chat upgrade and lie on the bed with the phone set up so that it can film you and Amy on the bed."

I saw the message box open inviting Elle to take the upgrade, it took her phone a few moments to reconfigure itself, the screen changed totally but the red border was still there. "You both have to lie on the bed together, next to each other as close as you can." I was a little shocked, the instructions was now spoken, not words on the screen.

Elle pulled the desk over to the side of the bed and she 'encouraged' Amy onto it, "Right, Amy is in the perfect position, now, Elle, you lie next to Amy and lean over her and kiss her like you did for us before." Elle did as the voice was saying; I noticed that Amy moved her head slightly so that she could see the telephone screen. I thought that was a little strange, I would have thought Amy would have welcomed being hidden from the camera.

I let my eyes flick over to the telephone screen, it now had a green boarder and the video message box on the screen said 'HistoryTeacher79' under it and the actual image was a man's lower body, a very healthy seven inch cock being rubbed enthusiastically, Amy was watching the screen intently as she opened her mouth for Elle's tongue.

"Elle, keep kissing Amy, Amy, open your legs a little more, Elle, rub your hand down over Amy's chest, pinch her nipples a little." Elle took great delight in following 'HistoryTeacher79's instructions. "Elle, rub your hand down her belly, all the way down to Amy's pussy. Amy, open your legs more." I was back to humping the counter top again, I wasn't worried that my breathing might be heard as 'HistoryTeacher79's heavy breathing over the phone would easily drowned me out.

"Elle, rub your finger down between Amy's legs, rub inside her pussy, find the spot that you girls like to rub to make yourself feel nice." Amy's bottom lifted off the bed as Elle worked her magic with her middle finger. "Amy, you keep lying on your back and use your right hand to rub Elle the way that she is rubbing you. Elle was kissing Amy with more passion and vigour as Elle matched Amy for her display of pleasure.

There was a lot of grunting coming from the telephone; Amy got a perfect view as the milk of human kindness spurted out of 'HistoryTeacher79's cock and ran down the back of his hand. 'HistoryTeacher79' just left Amy and Elle laying together, kissing and masturbating each other as he closed down his link to the girls, other men were sending in text messages as well as pictures of their cock's. The girls missed everything, even Amy had her eyes closed as she ran through tiny climax after tiny climax at her friends hands.

Men from all over the UK were sending the girls messages telling the girls what they wanted them to do. The girls missed each and every message as they just continued pleasuring each other. Suddenly the magic was lost as Elle's phone rang, both girls and I almost jumped out of our skins, it was a good thing that I had been jerked back to reality because as soon as the girls finished making out on the bed, they would have definitely heard me as I was climaxing on the other side of the hatch.

Elle jumped up and snatched the phone, placed it to her ear, all I could hear was, "Yes mum, no mum, yes mum, sorry mum, I'll be home right away mum." Elle turned off the call, she looked down at Amy and both girls burst out laughing, "Elle bent down and kissed Amy again, "I have to go home, you look like you nearly shit yourself when my mum phoned." "Did you press the save messages button before you panicked and turned your phone off?" "Yes, next time we are on our own we can look through and see what everyone said about us."

Elle dressed and crawled through the tunnel out of the playroom, Amy didn't even bother to pick up her clothes, she just crawled through the tunnel naked and went off to the bathroom. Amy was in the bath when I got full use of my legs again. Elle had called out a quick goodbye as she slipped through the front door and she remembered to thank me for lunch.

I stood in the doorway to the bathroom, Amy was washing herself, "Hi Amy, are you okay?" "Yes thanks mummy, I got a bit hot when I was playing so I thought I'd have a cooling bath." Amy looked over her shoulder at me, "Your face is very red, do you want me to leave the water, it won't be dirty, you could do with cooling down just like me."

I did take the bath after my daughter; I didn't leave the door open though like she had, I was far more private than my daughter ever was. I waited until after nine o'clock, after Amy had gone to bed, I sat at my PC, typed 'School-Girl-Chat.Com' into the browser's address bar. The screen opened with a log-in page, I typed 'Elle&Amy' into the id field and then I typed 'AAAAAA' and pressed log-in, I was rejected, I repeated the action and this time I used the password 'BBBBBB' the screen changed and I was in the chat room.

As the room opened I saw a new user log in, there were statistics at the side of the member's name, 'SluttyGirl2002', number of visits, 0; last entered, 0; Confidence, 0. Then the name turned red, 'HistoryTeacher79' sent a message out, "SluttyGirl2002 is a believed to be a man, he was using pictures from our history archive earlier to try and chat to other girls, his IP is stored on record."

I was searching for the message history function, to see of Elle and Amy's last session was held on the site or in Elle's phone. "Hi Elle, hi Amy, I thought you two would be in bed by now!" I was torn, there was no way I could have a conversation with 'HistoryTeacher79', the chances were he would ask for some proof of who I was, especially as it was so late at night, I could have pressed the appear off line button if I had really understood how the chat site worked.

"When I saw you girl's earlier, your faces I mean, I was really surprised, I always had you two down as little 'Miss goody two shoes', always on time with homework, never missing a day off school, all the social clubs, after school activities and ballet and all!" I really should have closed the site down and run for the hills but then something turned a little forty watt bulb on in my head, I typed, "Mr Bevin?" That name had popped into my head because Mr. Bevin was Amy's history teacher and I remembered him telling me one day that he was born in the same year as I was, I didn't correct him, he was the same age but not from the right part of the year, so he was a little out, he was actually born in 1979 but I wasn't.

The reply from 'HistoryTeacher79' was simply ":)". "Well, it is very good to see you Mr Bevin." "Please, no real names in here, this is a new site so we aren't on anyone's radar yet, but we will be one day soon. I was very impressed with your earlier performance, you both really love each other don't you?" "Well, I believe they do, and from what I saw earlier as they were following your directions as you masturbated, you love them both too." "Who is this?" "Amy's mother, I saw everything and if you don't want me to hand over your site's history to the Police and your headmaster, you'll pop over here and see me while my husband is at church with Amy tomorrow."

The silence was almost deafening, I could imagine Garry Bevin running through his options, it dawned on me that he could ban the 'Elle&Amy' account and as I hadn't actually worked out how to find the girl's history, if he banned them, they would suspect that either I or Elle's parents may have been snooping and got caught. "And I already have the girl's history saved to a flash drive so you'd better not try 'Monkeying' around with the girl's account as that will just make me angry."

As I tried every button I could find to get to the girl's history, I got around thirty messages of congratulations, I realised that if I didn't delete or answer any of them the girls would open up and think the messages were from men who had been watching them and had sent the messages while the girls were busy.

I found the history pages, Amy and Elle had been using the site for over a week, every day after school, the messages were all from men or should I say boys of indeterminate age. The faces of the boys were all under sixteen but some of the body shots were much older, the only chatters who admitted their age were the men who said they were teachers. Elle and Amy had been asked to do different thing but what I had seen earlier in the day was the most advanced of the week.

I had noticed that Elle and Amy had spent just thirty minutes on their first day in chat and in those thirty minutes they were asked for their age and where they lived or went to school fifteen times, they were shown pictures of young boys with their shirts off as well as pictures of boys in just underpants. As the week went on the men, sorry, boys asked where they lived more often and where they went to school, the pictures they were sent were more and more explicit too.

I found it strangely exciting as I read through hundreds of messages that were grooming two young girls, de-sensitising them, getting them ready for the day when they would be pushed beyond the point that they knew was wrong but because of everything they had seen, read and done, they just agreed to do as they were asked.

I also saw a few messages that the girls had missed because of their getting lost in their moments of pleasure, men asking the girls to meet them, asking if they could come and play at Amy's house or Elle's house when they should have been at school and their parents would be out at work. Because Amy hadn't been quite as open as Elle had been in the chat room, no one knew that I was a stay at home mother.

Reading between the lines of the latest messages in the history, the men who were grooming Elle and Amy, including 'HistoryTeacher79' wanted the girls to join two boys in a chat together to let the others in the chat room direct the four or even three of them in what games to play.. I popped everything onto a DVD disk and then closed the site down.

Elle came over early Sunday morning to practice ballet with Amy, I was preparing vegetables and chose to do it in front of the serving hatch, the music for the ballet routine was playing in the playroom over and over again, Elle and Amy were in their leotards but they were chatting, their chat partners were sending message after message for the girls to agree to skip school the next day, I read over eighty messages in an hour from boys between twelve and sixteen years of age, all saying that they were ready for a meeting with the two girls.

Elle and Amy were being given advice about how to arrange a 'special' day with one or more boys, how to successfully bunk off school without getting caught, Elle was very excited about it, Amy was far cooler about the idea, in the end one of the men, one of those with a name that indicated that he was a teacher sent the girls a video, "This is Robert, he's one of my students, in a film he made three weeks ago while he was chatting to us in here."

The video clip played out, the boy looked around thirteen, the film showed Robert meeting the girl who was a little younger looking, much closer to Amy and Elle's age. There was a lot of kissing and then fooling around, then the voices started, Robert was being told what clothing to remove from the girl and the girl was being told how to undress Robert.

Once both Robert and the girl were naked the voices told them how to lie and where to touch ending with Robert on top of the girl and five minutes of sex, then the girl moved the camera and filmed Robert's cock, red with the blood from the girl's first sexual encounter.

Elle and Amy were certainly turned on by what they had seen but not as much as I had been, once again, I had been humping against the counter top, I was almost caught by my husband too, he walked in to get a cup of coffee and I hadn't heard him until the last minute, so I knocked a potato onto the floor so that I could bend down and hide my face momentarily and when I stood back up, James would think my red face was because I had bent down too quickly, "The girls are practicing a little hard aren't they? That music will drive me mad if they don't change it soon!"

I looked in once again, Amy and Elle were on their backs, the phone propped on the desk again filming as Elle and Amy made love to each other to the background beat of their ballet track. James stood next to me as I chopped up the veg, I could still see the girls, a hand between each other's legs as they kissed each other passionately, I was so distracted that I almost cut my fingers off, then I heard a faint voice from Elle's telephone saying, "Don't go in too deeply with your fingers, don't make each other bleed, let the boys do that tomorrow!" James said, "What?" I held up my hand, a small nick on one of my fingers, "I said I nearly cut my bleeding finger off, can you find me a plaster from the first aid box please." I was sucking my finger to hide the fact that it wasn't actually bleeding.

I went to the playroom door and knocked, "Amy, time to get ready for church darling." James had two plasters, one was big enough to reattach a leg if it had been cut off and the other was so small that it would only be of any use to a shaving nick. "It's okay, it's already stopped bleeding."

I watched Elle walking towards her home, dressed in just her leotard with a summer cardigan on top, looking like some kind of ultra mini-skirt. I also noticed Mr Bevin's car parked at the end of the road. My legs went a little weak, I had been so close to a climax when James walked in on me that my body and I guess emotions were very much out of kilter, I had meant for my meeting with Garry Bevin to be very businesslike, very professional, business like rather than emotional. I didn't really have a plan exactly what I was going to do or say but I would much rather have been on an even keel when I had the meeting.

I heard the shower running and if I could hear it, it meant that the door was open, I went to the bathroom, there wasn't any steam so I guessed that Amy was taking a cool shower. "You know that your father prefers you to close the bathroom door when he's at home!" Amy looked over her shoulder, "You don't mind seeing me in the nude and I don't have a problem being seen naked, so it is really his problem, not mine. Elle and her dad take a bath together all the time, they don't mind seeing each other nude!"

"You too hot again?" Amy nodded her head, "Would you rather stop at home instead of going to church? You know it'll be even hotter in church." I could see Amy mulling it over, I would have been very happy to use Amy being at home as a reason to put off meeting Garry Bevin until I was a little more emotionally stable. "No, I'd better go with him, I do expect him to give me lifts to ballet and my other clubs, it is only fair that I go to church with him." "Okay, but you know that it's up to you."

Amy put on her prettiest party frock, and summer bonnet to go to church with her father and grandmother, I watched from my bedroom window as James and Amy walked past Garry's car, Garry was holding a newspaper up as if he was reading it so that James and Amy didn't recognise him. As soon as Amy and her father were out of sight, Garry jumped out of his car and walked down to our house.

I opened the door and showed Garry to the kitchen, I still had no idea what I was going to say to him and now that he was in my kitchen I was so turned on that I couldn't think straight. Being civilised I offered Garry a coffee which he accepted. As I made the coffee I was trying to work out what was really important, what I really needed to discover above what I already knew.

I sat opposite Garry, he looked totally terrified, he couldn't look me in the eyes at all, just staring at the surface of his coffee, he didn't seem at all as confident as he did when he was playing the role of 'HistoryTeacher79' in the chat room.

I had to admit to myself that 'HistoryTeacher79' was far more exciting than Garry Bevin was in real life, I was quite disappointed and felt very let down, that was probably as much to do with getting right onto the edge of a climax less than an hour earlier and then being stopped dead in my tracks by my husband walking in on me as with the weak man sitting in front of me when I had been expecting a very domineering one.

"Okay then, I think you'd better tell me everything!" I got the full story, Garry had a bit of a problem, he fantasised about young girls, he tried not to fantasise about the girls from his own school and to try and take his mind off of the girls he saw every day in his class he trawled the internet chat-rooms, looking for young girls or people pretending to be young girls. Garry had never tried to meet any of the girls he chatted too but he did swap photographs with them. He had stumbled into 'School-Girl-Chat.Com' on the day that it opened and had chatted to the three girls that had been the first 'free members', Garry had paid the twenty quid, for his first month's membership, using a discrete 'E-Payment' account, he'd used the account many times to buy pictures from American and Russian services in the past and had no trouble but this site was different.

The site had been set up by a consortium of Russian and German 'Business' men, the kind that used guns to settle take-over disputes. Garry had chatted to a girl in the site and she had exchanged pictures with him, then Garry got a knock on his front door the next day, they had traced his IP address, bribed someone at Garry's ISP to tell them his home address and they had him under their control.

The site owners used untraceable mobile phones to pass Garry his instructions so that when they were caught, and they never talked in terms of if but when, Garry was the one man who would be sacrificed. "To be quite honest, I wish you would report me to the police, I never wanted any of the kids to get hurt in real life; I thought I was just role playing with men who were my own age."

The owners of the site knew that with Garry's training and experience, he would be able to get kids to do what the group wanted far faster than they ever could. "You mean, you talked Elle and Amy into doing that stuff in just one week?" "No, Elle was ready on the first day, Amy held her back and in the end it was more Elle's need than my instructions that got Amy involved."

That had given me a lot of food for thought, Elle always seemed a little more 'adventurous' than Amy, when Amy fell from the tree in the back garden and broke her arm, Elle had been ten feet higher than her up the same tree, egging her on to climb higher.

"Apart from the chatting fantasy, I don't actually like young girls, I prefer women like you, that's why I hit on you every time I see you, like at PTA functions and parent interviews." "But not now?" "I wanted too but I thought that would be inappropriate because of why I'm here!"

"I want to see what you see when you are logged in to the chat room as the manager." I took Garry to my pc and he logged into the site, the picture he got was totally different to the picture of the site that I got when I went in as 'Elle&Amy'. Garry could look into all the chats that were going on, even those that were supposed to be private. "That's one of the owners, chatting to a girl who is confirmed as thirteen years old!" "Open it." "Are you sure?" "Open it!"

There had been at least thirty minutes of chat, I noticed that as Garry was reading the messages that had passed between the girl and the older man, he got instantly hard. The man had eventually talked the girl into taking her knickers off, she had been told to place her webcam under the table and she sat with her legs wide open while you could see her mother and father walking past, when Garry saw that his cock inflated even more and jumped in his trousers, he whispered, "God he's taking a risk, her mum or dad could read her screen at any moment and then we'd all be busted."

Garry sent a message to the man who was using a profile as if he were an English teacher in a primary school. 'HistoryTeacher79' - "Isn't it a little unsafe to be grooming her while her parents are in the room with her?" 'EnglishProff1965' - "I have to do it now, she is meeting Robert in an hour in the park, I have to get her ready for him, make sure that she doesn't chicken out." 'HistoryTeacher79' - "Why the park?" 'EnglishProff1965' - He's going to get her to go with him in Science101's car, they are going to take her to a Motel room and use the free Wi-Fi and an iPad to film her first time. Anyway, you said you were going to be out all day, where are you and why don't you have a camera?"

Gary looked at me with panic in his eyes, "Shit, what do I say now?" "You're at a friend's; you asked him if you could check your emails." Gary smiled, whispered, "Quick thinking." And sent his message to 'EnglishProff1965'.

As Garry was typing with his right hand, he absentmindedly put his left hand on my knee and gave it a congratulatory squeeze. "I'd better get out of here before anyone starts to look at where I am, track you down like they tracked me down six months ago."

"I wanted to see more." Garry made himself invisible, then he started to open the history files as well as the picture and the video files. He ran a video, "That's the boy who will meet the girl chatting to the Proff, that film was made when he was being groomed by the Proff's wife." A woman in her forties walked into the picture, the film showed her sucking Robert's cock, then she pulled Robert on top of her and Robert fucked the older woman. "How old was Robert then?" "He was fifteen, that film was made three months ago."

I saw both the woman and Robert looking towards someone a little away from the camera, there was a little nodding, then a man came into view, we didn't see his face, he stood over the two fucking people and his cock went first in his wife's mouth and then into Robert's mouth, there was a jerky transition and Robert was lying face down as the Proff climbed onto his back, once again, we didn't see the Proff's face but Garry knew it was him.

As Garry watched the Proff humping Robert's bum, he pulled my leg against his side and then he started to slip his hand up, under my summer dress. "Robert will let the Proff do whatever he wants to him, just so long as he gives him a girl or a woman first." The film ended and Garry started to flick through pictures of young girls, performing solo for the men and boys in the chat-room on their webcams and mobile phones., as Garry looked through the pictures his hand slipped higher up, under my dress, there were over a thousand different girls in those pictures and all were naked, "God, so many girls, did you get them all to pose naked in a week like Amy and Elle?" "No, some girls will do it on their first visit, there are girls who have been coming in every day for six months and never done anything beyond proving they are girls."

Garry was now rubbing the backs of his fingers against the crotch of my panties, he looked over at me for the first time, he looked at my face and then down at my lap, "You're very wet!" "Elle came over to practice her ballet with Amy before Amy went to church with her father." Garry switched away from the pictures, he found the point that 'Elle&Amy's account opened, there was no chat, no preamble and with no one even watching them, they had their crotch poppers open on their leotard, neither had their knickers on and they began to perform to no one in particular.

Garry pulled the crotch of my panties to one side and eased two fingers up inside my cunt, he pointed to a counter on the side, there was a one, quickly replaced by a four, then sixteen and then thirty two. "'Elle&Amy' had half of the men, who were on line at the time, watching them within thirty seconds of starting."

My hands were both wrapped around Garry's wrist, I was saying, "No!", saying "Stop!" but I realised that my hands were pulling Garry's hand against my cunt harder, rather than pushing him away. As we watched Amy and Elle playing with each other's cunts, giving each other orgasms, Garry eased me out of my seat and pulled me in front of him, he used both hands to lift my dress, took my knickers in both hands and ripped them in two, throwing them to the floor and pulling me over his lap.

I hadn't even seen him release his one eyed monster but I certainly felt it as it parted my labia as Garry pulled me down onto his lap. I reached my climax far faster than Amy but it took me twice as long as it took Elle to go off like a rocket. I was driven to a dozen or more orgasms because of the visual stimulation as well as Garry's cock thrusting in and out of my cunt. Then I felt Garry's warmth spreading through my belly and I jumped to my feet, "Are you crazy, you don't just cum without saying anything, without warning or asking at least!"

I ran to the bathroom and jumped into the shower, I had read someplace that you could wash away your problems in the shower if you took the shower head off and shoved the hose up inside and turned the water on for a few minutes. I managed to soak my dress in the process of evicting Garry's spunk and so I had to take it off and drop it in the laundry basket, so I was now in the bathroom wearing just my bra. I was screwing the shower head back onto the hose when I heard Amy at the bathroom door.

"Mummy, why was Mr. Bevin in the back garden and why are you just in your bra?" "I was just going to take a shower before you and your father got home from church!" "Well, I'd better close the bathroom door; you know what Daddy thinks of people using the bathroom with the door open." "Erm, did daddy see Mr. Bevin in the back yard?" "No, and it's okay, I opened the dining room window to get rid of the sweaty smell while daddy was putting his bible back in his study."

The door closed and I took a very quick shower, I hadn't even started cooking, so Sunday lunch would be very late. Then it dawned on me that James would find two coffee cups on the table, that may need some lying on the hoof as to who I had shared my midmorning with. I wrapped myself in a bath towel and ran for the dining room, Amy was washing up a few pots in the sink and James was sitting at the table, I realised that Garry probably didn't have time to close my pc down properly if he had to dash out the back when Amy and James came home, the screen was off, James would have seen it if I had opened the screen again to close down correctly so I had to wait and bite my nails until James left the room.

James put his newspaper down, "I just need to check something on the internet, okay if I use your pc to search for it." I just froze, Amy came over and dropped to her knees, "I'll turn the power on for you daddy." Amy flicked the power switch off and on, James wouldn't be checking anything on my pc anytime soon, the computer would have to go through total file scans and surface scans on the hard disk because Amy had deliberately turned the pc off incorrectly.

"Says the pc was closed down illegally, it'll take an age to come on again now." James seemed a little pissed off but not as much as he would have been if he had seen Amy and Elle playing together on screen.

Lunch, although very late, went off without incident, Amy and I washed the pots together and while Amy's arms were elbow deep in suds she said, "What do you like about Mr. Bevin?" "Why do you think I like Mr. Bevin?" "Oh come on mum, I saw him running out of our kitchen doing his trousers up. I moved his cup and I wiped the mess off the seat. So, what is it that you like about him?"

I was now officially between a rock and a hard place, if I said I didn't like him, Amy would think I was some kind of tart allowing a man I didn't like to fuck me, so what could I say about him, about a man I hardly even knew in reality, perhaps I was a tart.

"He's very persuasive." Well, that was all I could come up with at short notice. "I think he's really clever, not just in history, he helps you with any subject you're struggling with, especially..." Amy blushed a little and the conversation was over as James walked in and began putting the dishes away that I had already dried.

Just before bedtime Amy got a phone call from Elle, James was none too pleased, he didn't agree with children having mobile phones, kids should say everything they needed to say when they were face to face, and Elle had been in the playroom with Amy for two hours earlier in the day. As Amy didn't have a mobile phone and so was tied to the land-line in the living room, she couldn't say what she wanted to say, there was a lot of "No's" going on. Because of what I knew about the conversations that Elle and Amy had been having in the school girl chat room, I guessed that Elle was trying to talk Amy into dodging school the next day and Amy was saying no to her friend.

Something popped into my head, as Garry and I were watching the recording of the chat between 'EnglishProff1965' and 'Elle&Amy' earlier, Garry had whispered something like, "Most of the girls at school would jump at the chance to dodge school, your Amy's probably the only girl in the whole school who would prefer to be in school."

It had been many years since I had walked Amy to the school bus but on Monday morning I walked with her, using the excuse that I needed to go to the village shop and I may as well walk with her. Elle wasn't at the bus stop but I did see her 'skulking around' the village, I watched her sitting on the park on a swing and I also saw the flash car drive past and once out of Elle's sight, I saw a boy get out of the car and walk back to Elle, they chatted a little and they kissed a little, I saw the boy touching Elle 'inappropriately' before leading her off to the gate leaving the park.

I was walking past the gate as the boy guided her past me; she blushed and looked at her feet as she said "Good morning Mrs. Clark!" "Hello Elle, no school today?" "I was going to school but I got a really bad headache." "I do hope your headache is better now or Robert has wasted his time coming to pick you up, and the man waiting for both of you in his car is wasting his time too." Elle looked at Robert, then back to me, I could see in her eyes that she was asking herself, 'How the hell does she know Robert's name?'

Then what I had said to her sunk in a little deeper, 'The man in the car', Elle looked down the road, the BMW was sitting with smoke coming from both exhaust pipes. The car had its back to us so you couldn't actually see who the driver was, but you could see the size of the man and he was huge. Elle stopped walking and Robert began to pull at her hand, "Who is he?" "Just a man, I needed someone to drive me over here from Daventry and we don't have anywhere around here we can go do we?"

Elle looked at me, "I only agreed to do it with Robert, honestly!" Elle then pulled her hand out of Robert's and moved closer to me. Robert went to the car and opened the door, he leaned in and began chatting to the driver, suddenly there was a squeal of wheels and the car sped off, the door still open, spilling Roberts in its wake.

Robert walked back, "Well, thanks for that missus, now me and her are in a lot of trouble." Elle took my hand and pulled me to one of the park benches, "I can get me and Robert out of trouble, I still want to do it with Robert, and if I do it with him and film us, then they won't really be mad at us, will they?" "Probably not, where will you go to, well, you know, at your house?" "No, my mum took my door key off me to stop me playing hooky from school and going home to watch TV while she was at work." "So where are you planning on going with Robert?"

"We don't have any place to go, not that's safe, I know that I shouldn't ask but can I use Amy's playroom please?" That shocked me more than a little, I know Elle was Amy's best friend but her request was way out of line, my mind said, 'No way, that would be far too inappropriate!' But my mouth said "Okay!" And I know why, if Elle had asked to use Amy's bedroom, or even one of my guest bedrooms, the answer would have been a resounding "No!" But Amy's playroom meant that I could have a ringside seat through the serving hatch. I would never condone anyone so young having sex but it was obvious that Elle was desperate to do it and if she was so desperate to do it, then why shouldn't I have a ringside seat?

The three of us walked to my house in silence, I watched as Elle guided Robert through the tunnel into Amy's playroom, and then looked through the gap in the serving hatch just in time to see both children emerge from the tunnel on hands and knees. Elle contacted the 'School-Girl-Chat.Com', she and Robert sat on the playroom bed, talking to someone in the chat room, I guessed that it was 'EnglishProff1965', he said, "I hear that you let some nosy woman stick her nose in and stop you going with Robert and Frank!" "No one said that there would be a man there this time. I got frightened." "Well, now you have something more to be frightened about, you've upset me so now I'm going to have to send your little video and photo sessions to your mother and to Amy's mother as well."

Elle looked a little agitated, "No, please don't do that, me and Robert can do it here, film it like me and Amy did last time." "A static camera is okay for two girls playing 'finger fuckey' with each other but once Robert gets on top of you, his arse will hide what he's doing to you from everyone, that's why Frank was going to be there, to move the camera about to catch the action!" I thought, 'And as soon as Robert had deposited his cum in you, he'd be the one holding the camera while Frank fucked you!'

"You'll have to go back to the park, I'll send Frank back, this time don't fuck about, get in the car!" I saw the look of panic on Elle's face; I guessed that Elle had the same thought as I had about Frank being there to take his turn. "No, wait, what if I can get somebody else to hold the camera?" There was a long pause, then, "Who do you have in mind?" "Amy's mother, she's the one who warned me that Frank was waiting in the car for me, she seems to know what's going on, she is even letting us use Amy's playroom to do it in!"

There was another long pause, then, "Go and ask her if she will, if she says no, get the fuck out of there and wait for Frank to pick you up at the park." I watched Elle slide into the mouth of the tunnel and then had to move very quickly out of the kitchen and into the dining room, as far away from the playroom as possible. I sat on a dining chair and had to jump up quickly, the back of my dress was soaking, I was so excited at the prospect of what was about to happen that my internal juices were running like Niagara Falls.

I let Elle explain everything to me as I stood leaning on the ironing board, almost passing out because I was breathing so heavily. She asked me to film her and Robert, I jumped in overly quickly with my, "No!" Elle snuffled a little, "You have too, if you say no, I have to go with Robert to meet Frank and I'm sure that after Robert takes my virginity, I'll be expected to let Frank do me as well, they call it 'payback', Frank is giving up his time, his car, his house and his petrol, he will expect me to pay for all of that."

I let Elle talk me around and agreed to film her. Elle had to tidy up the play room behind the door so that I could open it enough to get in, the scene that greeted me looked nothing like the scene I had been looking at before I ran to the dining room. Robert had dressed the play room bed to look like the bed of a much younger girl than Elle was, Robert set about altering Elle's short hair, pulling it into a bunch on each side of her head.

I was told to show my face on the camera, "Dream on, I'm doing this because you're frightening a little girl that I feel responsible for and if she wasn't so desperate to do this I'd be reporting your organisation to the police and child protection groups as we speak, instead of holding this phone.

I filmed Robert in his seduction of Elle, he was a professional, he implied that Elle was his sister and kept mentioning mum and dad as he undressed her, I could only imagine how bad the film would be, my hands were shaking so much from my sexual frustration and almost terminal excitement. Once Elle and Robert were both totally naked, He explored her body with his hands and his mouth, forcing her to suck on his cock for a while, all the time telling her "Never tell our mother or father what we've done!"

Robert was fucking Elle's mouth as he liked her between her legs, then he stopped licking and told Elle to open her mouth, he pulled his cock an inch away from her mouth and masturbated himself to completion just an inch from her mouth, shooting his spunk into her wide open mouth. Elle had no idea what she was supposed to do; she just let his semen fall from her mouth, down her chin and onto her chest.

I for my part filmed every droplet, trying hard not to show how close I was to my own orgasm. Robert took just a few seconds to recover his erection and then turned Elle's legs so that her feet were towards the window, he slipped his arms under her legs and lifted her legs up to her chest, then he took careful aim with his hard cock and slowly stabbed her with it. I filmed as the first two inches slipped in easily, then there was a pause, Elle groaned in pain slightly, then Robert thrust his hips down sharply, Elle cried out in pain, she was sobbing slightly as Robert held himself motionless in her little cunt.

After a moment's pause, Robert lifted his hips, drawing his dick almost all the way out of her cunt, his cock shaft glistening in the morning sun, bright red from Elle's maiden-head blood. Robert even looked over his shoulder at me just to make sure that I was filming in the right spot, sweat was running down my face and I was panting I was so excited. Robert looked me in the eyes and then threw his body down on top of Elle as hard as he could, she whimpered in pain and then Robert went off like a rocket, pounding into Elle like some kind of animal.

Elle looked like a rag doll on Roberts cock, she was throwing her body around with her own muscle spasms but it looked to the camera in my hand that Robert was throwing her around the bed using his cock. Robert made a big show of shooting into Elle's cunt, lots of erratic motion and grunting and groaning, then he pulled his cock out of Elle's cunt. Elle just lay there motionless, the blood around Robert's cock was now a brown ring around his cock, up by his balls.

Robert took my hand and pulled the phone down close to Elle's little cunt, as I held the phone in shaky hands, Robert's semen foamed up between Elle's labia, brilliant white and frothy and as it finally slid down towards Elle's anus, there was a streak of fresh blood along one edge of the falling ball of spunk.

As I was filming Robert's spunk running out of Elle's cunt, Robert let go of my hand and started to rub his hands over my upper body, cupping my breasts through my thin summer dress and lightweight bra. It didn't really register on my mind what Robert was doing; he pulled the back of my dress up, pulled my panties to one side and then rammed his freshly erect cock into my cunt from behind.

That certainly register on my mind, I dropped the camera on the bed so that the lens was buried in the sheet. Robert wasn't as big as a man, not close to my husband's size and I guessed that James was no super man in the cock department but I was so turned on and what Robert lacked in cock-mass, he more than made up for in skill and enthusiasm. As he fucked away into me he reached over to the back of my head and pushed it down between Elle's legs, I was shaking my head saying no but all that did was cover my lower face in Elle's blood and Robert's spunk.

I felt Roberts third load of the day fire off into my vagina and finally came to my senses, I pulled away from him and ran for the bathroom to irrigate my cunt to flush Robert's seed out of my body, I also washed my face before changing my drawers and returning to the kitchen. Elle joined me in there, "Can I stop here until it is time for the school bus please?" "Of course you can, where is Robert?" "Frank is coming to pick him up and take him back to Daventry; Robert went to the park to wait for him."

I put the kettle on, Amy loved hot chocolate when she was feeling down, mind you, she loved it when she was on an up too, Elle looked a little down but there was a twinkle in her eye. "Elle, would you like a clean pair of knickers?" "God, yes please!" "Why don't you go and have a shower and find anything you need from Amy's bedroom while I make your hot chocolate."

After Elle showered and changed into clean knickers, she came back to the dining room; she sat drinking her hot chocolate and she said, "At least I'm out of trouble with the chat room people, they aren't so happy with Robert though, because he couldn't get your face on film or even film himself doing you, I think they wanted something to hold over you!" "Like the thing they now have over you? Why were you so desperate to do it with Robert?"

Elle sipped at her hot chocolate, then she looked thoughtful, there was an inner fight going on inside of her, then she put her cup down, "I hope I can trust you! When my mum is working away, I often have a bath with my dad, sometimes he lets me wash is private area and he washed mine. I've wanted him to do me for ages but he won't take my virginity, so next time I have a bath with him, I can tell him I'm not a virgin anymore."

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