Tuesday Night

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Published : 01 May 2020

Already seen Tuesday Night, click here to read Part 1, Typical Saturday or here to read Part 2, After a Typical Saturday or here to read Part 3, Later on Sunday or here to read Part 4, Monday Morning, or here to read Part 5, Monday Afternoon or here to read Part 6, Tuesday

Tuesday Night
by Isabella by Isabella

Story Code: M/F, M/f, b/F, b/f, b/b, Anal, Oral, Prostitution, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Incest, Brother/Sister, Mother/Son

I climbed into bed with John after a very long day in bed. John had been watching my videos and had made a database on his computer, the men he knew from the village were listed in the database along with things like the size of their cock and a little about what they did to me. I spotted Michael Fletcher's entry, 'Prefers oral sex. Mary won't do anything that she considers kinky!'

John was turning his computer off and he said, "Who was the guy that you saw just before dinner?"

"That was Tom Middleton, he lives out on the Kettering road."

"I thought that I recognised him but I couldn't bring his name to mind...and even now that I know it I think I must have been mistaken, I didn't know him after all."

"You surprise me there, he was in the room when you deflowered me all those years ago!"

John shook his head, "He couldn't have been there, he looks far too young!"

"I don't remember much about that day but I do remember going mad because you had messed my knickers when you screwed me because you didn't take them off!"

"I couldn't take them off, you were lying on the big scatter cushion in the corner of your parent's living room at Simon's leaving party, the room was full of people, Simon had invited everyone from the rugby club because he knew that your parents would be out and you were supposed to be around at your Aunty Bridget's house."

"So how come I ended up at Simon's going away party if I was supposed to be at Bridget's house?"

John snuggled down in bed with me, cuddling me into his body. "I don't know if you had any idea about how Simon was back then..."

I thought, 'I lived in the same house as him...I should have known him better than anyone else in the world...well, apart from our parents that is.'

"...I was Simon's mentor at the rugby club before he went off to University in Edinburgh...he was worried that he could be gay, he hadn't ever even kissed a girl...well, other than you that is and he had been working on you for a few weeks before his leaving do. He convinced you to go to bed early at Bridget's house but to sneak out and go home while Bridget thought you were up in bed in her spare bedroom."

I shook my head, "I don't remember any of that."

"Well, Simon got you drunk as the first part of his plan and he got you in the corner on the big floor cushion and at the last minute he chickened out and I took over. I couldn't strip you because there were twenty guys there in the room, so I just covered your body with mine and pretended to just be snogging with you as I fucked you while Simon stood over us rubbing his cock as I plundered your pussy."

"Well, Tom Middleton was there, he watched you do me and he also heard me bitching about my bloody knickers."

"Shit I remember him now...he was trying for the cubs team...I remember him stalking you all over the house while Simon was getting you drunk, he was there every time I turned around...I got the feeling that if I left you alone for two minutes he would have beaten me into your knickers...if he had...you might have married him instead of me!"

"Would you like to fuck me before we go to sleep?"

John laughed at me, "You let twenty men fuck you all together so far today and you still want more!"

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"It isn't that I want more, I don't want you to feel left out with all the sex going on around you!"

"I'm a bit sore from rubbing my cock all evening...can you just suck me a little...you don't have to deep throat me or anything, just a gentle suck!"

I twisted my body and dived under the duvet and started sucking his cock gently...I sucked for twenty minutes before I realised that even though I was sucking him, he had fallen asleep...first his head and then his body and finally his cock and as his cock fell asleep, it slipped from my lips.

I swam back up to the surface and popped my head on my pillow. I was thinking back to when I was fourteen and my brother Simon left home to go to Edinburgh University to do a BSc in Chemistry.

The plan had been for our father to drive Simon to the railway station in Peterborough on the Saturday morning and help Simon onto the train with his large bags to catch the train to Edinburgh but in the end, Simon had already left home before I woke up on the day after his leaving party. My father hadn't helped Simon at all, Simon had called on a friend to drive him into Wellingborough where he caught a train to London and then a second train all the way from London to Edinburgh.

Nothing had ever been mentioned about what actually happened that day but Simon's planned holiday from University didn't materialise, he just stopped up in Scotland.

As I fell asleep I was wondering if it had anything to do with the mess that had been made of the house during the party or the fact that I was found in my bed that morning, instead of being safely tucked up in my aunt's spare bedroom.

The rift between Simon and our parents had never been mended, he did his three years at Edinburgh University and won his BSc. But he didn't come back to our area after. My aunty was in contact with Simon from time to time and she told me that Simon had got a double first from university and had moved even further north to Inverness where he started working in the oil industry.

For the rest of the week I restricted my customers to just fifteen a day...I had a pricing structure that included oral sex, hand relief and full sex but apart from Michael Fletcher, all of the rest of my customers wanted full sex. Because I was limiting myself to fifteen fucks a day, I was cutting out most of the village men...they, for the most part, would usually be around the village after work, five PM onwards and I was managing to service my fifteen men between nine o'clock in the morning and five at night.

The work carried on around my shed as I fucked my way through various cohorts of travelling salesmen, company reps, tradesmen and the like passing through or by our little village and by Friday local men were bitching at John to get a few evening slots opened up for village men.

On Saturday morning I tried to make things as normal as possible...not quite a typical Saturday but close. John took Sarah to dance class, Peter ran over to the park with his football under his arm and Dawn was watching me over the top of her book...just waiting for me to tell her to get dressed and get out of the house to get some fresh air and exercise.

I got Dawn a small glass of wine and a larger one for myself, Dawn looked at me suspiciously as she hesitated to take the glass from my hand, "Mum, wine before noon...really...it's a downwards slope from there!"

"So...you don't want a glass of wine then?"

Dawn snatched the glass out of my hand, "I didn't say that...I was just warning you of the dangers of drinking in the mornings...that's all!"

I sat opposite her, "Has Peter calmed down a little now?"

Dawn grinned at me, "No...if there isn't any football going on...Peter still wants to spend his leisure time in between my thighs."

"So...are you happy that you're getting enough sex now?"

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Dawn's smile widened and she nodded her head.

"That's a pity then...Paul Gamble will be upset!"

Dawn looked a little confused.

"Paul Gamble gave you twenty pounds to suck his cock for him last Saturday...he thinks that you might be on the park waiting for him..." I checked my watch, "...in twenty minutes time!"

"Oh God...I forg...wait a minute...how do you know about me and Paul Gamble?"

"Perhaps I should go over the park and see if Paul would like to use the mother if the daughter isn't interested in earning a few quid."

Dawn jumped out of the seat, "I didn't say that...I ought to go and just see what Paul wants!"

"We have twenty minutes...should we slap a little face paint on and a soft comfortable dress."

We sat next to each other in my bedroom, combed our hair and put matching slides in to hold our hair off of our faces...then the same colour pallet to paint our faces and we both put virginal white dresses on and we walked to the park holding hands like sisters, rather than mother and daughter.

Paul was on the park, pacing up and down by the bench that he'd picked Dawn up from just a week earlier. He smiled at both of us and Dawn and I kissed one of his cheeks each at the same time. He had his left hand on Dawn's right hip and his right hand on my left hip...then he raised his eyebrows at me, "I see that mum has taken a leaf out of her daughter's book this week!"

"I lost my knickers last week to an over sexed travelling salesman...can't afford new knickers every week."

We ended up taking Paul back to my shed, we took him down the back lane and in through the back gate, Paul looked around at the mess, "This looks like a building site down here!"

"I'm adding a second bedroom to the love shack, a second bedroom and two bathrooms."

I unlocked the shed door and opened it, Paul looked in the shed, "Wow, this looks like a good setup."

"Would you like to spend your time and your money on me or Dawn?"

Paul smiled, "So, what will it cost me?"

I looked at Dawn, "Twenty pounds for hand relief, forty pounds for oral or one hundred pounds for full sex!"

Paul nodded his head, "And what about Dawn?"

"Because Dawn is under age, her services are valued far higher than mine, Dawn would really have to charge double what I charge."

Dawn looked shocked at my answer but Paul didn't look in the least bit surprised, "What if I take you both on together...what will that cost me?"

"I think you could buy us both together for one hundred and fifty pounds!"

Paul smiled and nodded his head, he took his money out of his pocket and pulled seven twenty pound notes and one ten pound note from a roll of money that was at least twice that fat!

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Dawn and I were totally naked before we were through the doorway of the shed. I thought that Paul would be eager to get into either Dawn or me but he held back, he made us perform with each other while he stood and watched, undressing slowly as Dawn and I did a sixty-nine together. While I was down there I spotted that Dawn had a very well stretched anal muscle and as I licked her pussy, I pushed two fingers up her bum.

When Paul was finally naked he joined us and I rolled a condom down his cock and he started out fucking Dawn's pussy, he was fucking her hard as he kissed me...I heard Dawn gasp and I pulled my mouth away from his and saw that he had swapped holes and was now fucking her up her bum, just as hard as he had been fucking her pussy.

"Doesn't it hurt you him fucking you up your bum, like that darling?"

Dawn rolled through the shockwave of an orgasm, then she smiled at me and said, "I've been letting boys do me up there for over a year...they would rather do me up the bum than wear a condom to screw me!"

"Well, now that Paul has pushed that condom up your bum, don't let him back in your pussy until he has a fresh condom on his cock."

Dawn and I gave Paul two hours in total, he did both of us several times and he ended his playtime with us with a blow-job from Dawn.

The new shed arrived on Tuesday morning so I took a few hours off work so that the men erecting the shed didn't get embarrassed by my customers coming and going. The new shed was erected as far away from my old shed as possible but in a dead straight line with the old shed and on Tuesday afternoon Colin Cooper turned up to start framing between the two sheds, Colin started out by framing the new floor for the two bathrooms, then he framed out the back wall.

I didn't need to stop working while Colin was doing the framing, he wouldn't be embarrassed by my whoring in my shed while he was working outside it.

Colin put a large apex above the new section of shed, he was going to put almost a second story on the link between the two sheds so that the pitch overlapped the ridge of the other two sheds. The large void above the two bathrooms would hold a calor gas combi-boiler, to feed unlimited hot water to the bathrooms as well as hot water radiators for the two bedrooms, the two bathrooms and the passageway that we would build to connect the front of the two sheds. There would also be a cold water storage tank up there and a pump to increase the pressure from the boiler to the various taps in the two bathrooms.

I estimated that we had three hundred men in our village and by the end of my second week as a whore, I had serviced at least one third of those men...men of all ages from school boys that Peter had brought home to fuck me for pocket money to an octogenarian, driven to back lane by his daughter, she had phoned me up to make an appointment for him and she even helped him into my shed. I sent her up to the house to have a cup of coffee with John while I made her father comfortable.

The new building work was finally finished on Thursday, the twenty-seventh of June, and Dawn brought a group of boys home from school on Friday to christen her new bedroom, the other boys all kicked a ball around in our garden with Peter while the one boy paid Dawn for various sex acts. When I'd planned out the shed for Dawn and the two bathrooms, I'd envisioned both bathroom doors leading off of the passageway across the front of the two sheds but Colin had other ideas, he had cut a doorway in my shed wall on the right hand side, close to the back wall and he'd cut another doorway in Dawn's shed in the left wall close to the front wall so that the two bathrooms became en suite.

On Saturday, after Dawn had her opening sale, Peter brought his best friend over to see me, "Mum, is there any chance that you could give my friend George a freeby...you know...like Miss North used to do for a schoolboy's first time?"

I knew George quite well, he had been Peter's best friend since nursery school, so I'd seen him around a lot over the years, so even though I wasn't officially working at that time on a Saturday morning, I went down to my shed to look after young George.

Peter was hanging around in the corridor outside my work room as I guided George through the doorway, George looked over his shoulder at Peter, both boys grinned at each other as I closed the door. I moved over to the side of my bed, George was swinging his upper body, he was alternating between looking at the door to looking at me. I pulled my dress off as George was looking at the door, he was still looking at the door as he said, "Me and Peter have been practicing together...you know...practicing for when we get a girlfriend."

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George chose that second to swing his body back in my direction, he gasped when he saw my naked body, he stepped towards me, "Is it okay to touch you Mrs Clarke?"

"If you want to George...for the next thirty minutes you can do whatever you like!"

George lifted the weight of both of my breasts, "Your tits are bigger than my mums, and they hold up better than hers...my mum tells every one that breastfeeding me destroyed her tits and my dad can't afford to pay for her to have a boob-job!"

George seemed to be happy to just fondle my tits but I didn't want to be there all day with a twelve year old boy hanging off my tits so I moved things on a bit. I took his right hand off of my breast and pulled it down to my pussy, he looked down at his hand and then up to my face and smiled as he said, "You said that I could do whatever I like for the next thirty minutes!"

I nodded my head, "Anything!"

"The thing is, I've always practiced with Peter so far...and...it feels awkward doing something without Peter being around...can I let Peter come in with us please?"

Well, that was a strange request but I nodded my head and George turned away from me and ran over to the door to open it for Peter to join us in the shed.

George came back to me and started with his left hand on my right breast and his right hand feeling between my legs and as he played with my body, Peter was behind him unfastening Georges trousers and pulling them down.

Well, George asking me if Peter could join us in the shed had been a surprise to me but watching my son undressing him was an even bigger surprise. Once George's trousers and underpants were off, Peter used his hands to wake George's cock up fully and then Peter rolled the condom down Georges cock.

It was also Peter who guided me onto the bed and placed me in the best position on the bed for George to fuck me.

George was quite happy to just fuck me holding his body up on his hands looking down at my breasts...and that was how he was fucking me while Peter undressed, Peter joined us on the bed once he was naked and he pushed George's head down, aiming George's mouth onto my nipple. George started suckling on my breast the way he might have when he was feeding at his mother's breast and while that was happening, Peter was gently stroking George's back, all the way down to George's bottom and then Peter grabbed a fresh condom from my box and he rolled it down he own cock before prising George's buttocks open and climbing on his back, aiming his cock at George's arse and so, as George was fucking me, Peter was fucking George.

It wasn't quite all over when George filled his condom, both boys rolled fresh condoms down their cocks and they changed over, Peter filling the space between my thighs while George filled Peter's bum. Even though both boy's cocks were similar in thickness and length and the speed and effort they both put into fucking me was also the same, I achieved an orgasm under Peter that I hadn't managed to gain from George.

At the end of two weeks of working as a whore we had an embarrassment of cash around the house, it had taken me two weeks to finally get a business bank account that I could use to take credit or debit card payments. My business was described as a massage service and John had set up a website where men could book an appointment slot with me and make a payment with their card so that I didn't have to take so much cash.

I'd decided to book a nice holiday to try and soak up a little cash, two weeks in the Caribbean in the middle of July, all inclusive in a protected estate in Montego Bay, Jamaica. By then it would have been a novelty to spend a fortnight only having sex with John, takeing a rest from constant fucking twelve to fourteen hours a day.

3,470 Words.

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