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To find part 1, Monday click here Tina the Jill Russell (Wednesday) by Isabella Story code: M+/g, Beast All day Tuesday I had a feeling of wellbeing, I showered and dressed and then fell asleep, waking only to answer the phone to my mother and father, I'd guess that I answered the phone around four times every hour until I got the call from my mother to tell me she was on her way home. Mother didn't pull onto the driveway when she got home, instead she left her car out on the road, I noticed that Steve's van was still parked out in the street too. "Come on, I'm taking you to the doctors, I've made an appointment for you." "Why?" "It took you far too long to answer the phone and when you did, each time, it sounded like you were half asleep, we don't have BUPA for the good of our health, well, we do actually and as it is very expensive, I'm going to use it." There was no waiting, no queue, private health care in England was usually reserved for royalty or rock-stars, my father worked for an American bank in London, they gave all of their staff and their staff's family private health care as a matter of course. The doctor remembered me; he was the practice's paediatrics' specialist. He gave me a thorough examination and when he got to my throat he remembered the fuss I usually made when he depressed the back of my tongue. "This is the part that usually makes you choke a little but I'll be as gentle as I can be." He pressed the back of my tongue down to look in my mouth, then he looked over to my mother nervously because I hadn't gagged or choked as he did it, I felt the stick slide a little further back, he was trying to make me gag but I didn't, eventually, he actually pressed the wooden depressor against my oesophagus, almost pushing the stick into my throat. My mother was sitting in the opposite corner of the room, the doctor moved slightly so that my mother couldn't see me past his body, he whispered, "So Rebecca, what has changed since I saw you last, what was it, three months ago, you gagged as soon as my tongue depressor came into your mouth, now I can push it half way down your throat and you have no reactions at all." he smiled at me, he checked my file, "So, twelve years and just over six months old, you'll soon be too old to come to me, I usually pass my patients over to the adult team when they reach thirteen, I'll make a guess that you're very adult already." He winked at me and then told me to button my blouse up. He was over at my mother's side, "Well, nothing physical, I'll take some blood and send it off for the usual tests but she looks just fine to me. I think it's time to pass your daughter over to the adult team, she has developed very much in the last three months." "She had a massive growth spurt over Christmas and I had to change half of her wardrobe because she has grown so much." The doctor turned to me and asked me right out, "Well Rebecca, why do you think you've been sleeping all day today?" I shrugged my shoulders, "I didn't sleep very well last night, my mum and dad were messing about in their bedroom for half the night." My mother blushed a very deep red and she guided me out of the surgery as quickly as she could. In her car she said, "So, were you really awake last night?" My mother was trying to look away, she was definitely avoiding eye contact with me, "Yes." "What did you hear?" "I think I heard you and dad having sex, and you were making a lot of noise." There was a long silence, "We don't go it that often!" "About four or five times a year." I had guessed that each time I had woken and found my door closed it had been because they had been fucking. My mother went very quiet for the rest of the drive home, dad was there by the time we got home, mum and dad got into a huddle in the dining room while I was peeling and chopping potatoes into chips, as mother hadn't had time to cook dinner earlier, she decided on steak, eggs and chips as it was quick, just thirty minutes from starting to cook to sitting at the table eating. I heard little snippets, mum was telling dad that I knew all about them fucking last night and that I probably woke every time they did it, "Well, we can't just stop doing it all together; we do it so infrequently as it is that I almost go mad in between, I'm always on the edge of humping the furniture when I ask you for it!" My mother agreed, "Yes, me too." I dropped the chips into the deep fat fryer and turned the grill on to get hot, ready for the stakes, then, as I was wiping my wet hands, I went through into the dining room, "Why don't you guys just do it at a reasonable time of the day instead of waiting until after you think I'm asleep, I hear you guys anyway, I know exactly what you're doing so why not just do it anyway." There was little talking as we ate but I knew that I had both shocked my parents and given them a lot to think about as well. I was very worried that I might not sleep very well again that night because I had been sleeping for most of the day but I couldn't have been more wrong, I sat in the living room with my parents and before the usual discussions could start I was sleeping in my comfortable chair. After two hours I woke momentarily and heard noises from above in my parent's bedroom, their bed was protesting at the abuse quite violently, a bit like a dozen cats fighting on a violin. I fell asleep again and slept soundly until my father shook my arm at midnight. He had a dressing gown on but I was quite use to seeing men in dressing gowns who were totally naked underneath and that is exactly what I saw as my father bent over me and shook me and I opened my eyes, I saw more of my father than he really wanted me to see. Before I got into bed I checked the street, Steve's white van was now parked on John's drive, so the 'we' that John had mentioned earlier, that would be waiting for me in the morning, was him and Steve. I slept like a baby all night long and woke very early the next morning, I heard my father in the shower and was just about to walk past the bathroom when my mother opened the bathroom door, she was totally naked and was running for their bedroom while trying to wrap a towel around her body, before the bathroom door closed my father was stepping out of the shower cubicle, totally naked and with a semi-hard cock standing out in front of him. I made coffee for my mother and father while they dried and dressed and as they sat eating a bowl of fruit and cereals, I asked my mother for some money so I could go to the cinema in town. My mother was just about to protest when I cut her dead, "This is supposed to be my holiday from school and all I've done so far is read and finish off my school homework, I need some fun time as well." My mother gave me ten pounds, "What time will you be going out?" "I'll head for the nine-fifteen bus into town; the cinema will open at around ten o'clock!" I could see that my mother wasn't the slightest bit happy that she wouldn't be able to check up on me, my dad whispered in her ear, something like, "I think she has proved that she's old enough and responsible enough to be trusted." As my father left the house for work, I returned up stairs and took a shower, I knew that I would probably need to take another shower after my visit to John and Steve, and not forgetting Oscar of course but I had a ton of time on my hands, my mother wouldn't be leaving the house until eight o'clock at the latest. I looked out of the window as I dried myself in my bedroom. There was Steve's white van on the drive still but now, there was another car on the road outside John's house as well. I dressed in just my simplest summer dress, no bra on under it and I hadn't bothered with any panties either. I walked into my mother's bedroom, she was applying makeup, not just a little, she was doing the full job. Actually, I had noticed over breakfast that my mother had a kind of glow about her and with the makeup on; she was looking even more radiant. I also noticed that she was wearing her sexy stockings again, as she sat there, I glimpsed a little of the reinforced top that was fastened onto her suspender belt. "You really do need to wear a bra now you're so big on top, you can't go out in the street looking like that, not in that dress." I thought, 'Look who's talking about being inappropriately dressed!' My mother's blouse was almost see-through and at least two too many buttons were open at the top. Her bra was extremely lacy and the lace trimming the cups was clearly on display through the open neck as well as a great deal of her décolletage as her bra was pushing her breasts up rather a lot. I noticed three other things, my parents bed had been stripped which was unusual because it hadn't been remade as soon as the mattress was uncovered, the second thing was that the centre of the mattress had a stain the size of Lake Windermere in the centre of it and the third thing I noticed was that there was a package in her litter bin for a brand new basque, so the very lacy bra that was visible to the world was actually a basque and not a simple bra. "I'll put a cardigan on before I go out." I left my mother to finish her hair and went down to the living room, when I heard my mother closing her bedroom door I remembered the intercom still up in my bedroom, I was planning on slipping out of the back door as soon as I heard her car engine start on the drive and I wouldn't need to plug the baby alarm in as no one would be phoning me up today. I rushed out of the living room and got to the bottom of the stairs before my mother got to the top step, I looked up and stood to one side to allow my mother to come down without crossing with me as I went up, as I looked up, I noticed a forth thing about my mother and that was that she didn't actually have any knickers on at all and she had actually rolled the top of her skirt over at least once to make it a lot shorter than she usually wore it. If my mother wasn't on her way to work I'd swear she was going out on the pull. I ran up the stairs two at a time, my mother had closed the front door before I had the chance to get back down, just a shouted, "goodbye," up the stairs at me and then she was gone. I didn't bother to plug the baby alarm in, I took it with me, I'd just have to explain to John that no one would be calling me so I didn't need to use it. As I stepped out of the back door, I held back slightly and watched as my mother checked her seams on her stockings just the way she did the day before, then she got in her car and drove off. I ran across the gap between my back door and John's, the door was opened by Steve wearing just a dressing gown, I was guided into the living room where an older man was sitting fussing Oscar on his knee, the man was fully dressed but John, like Steve, was wearing just a dressing gown. John introduced me to Alan, another of his very good friends who just happened to be passing but that was okay as Alan was cool with everything. Steve passed John a small glass of coke, just like the one I drank the morning before, the only visible difference was, this cola was fizzing away in the glass, "Erm, Rebecca, I have a little confession to make, yesterday, Steve hid a little pill in your cola, it was just something to help you relax a little because there was the two of us here and he was worried that you may be reluctant to play with us both. Well, we do have more of the pills but I thought it was better to just tell you about it, be honest; we are all friends here after all. I'd like you to take just one little pill, it will help you to relax and if you just take it in one go, it will work faster and make you relax more." I handed John the baby alarm, "We don't need to use this, my mother and father think I'm going up town on the nine-fifteen bus, so no phone calls today." I held out my hand and John smiled up at me, he handed me the tiny white pill and the glass of coke. At least by me taking the pill and then washing it down with the coke it didn't taste so foul. "Would you like to help Alan undress while the pill takes effect?" John pulled me into himself and kissed me on the lips, then he turned me to face Alan and slapped my bottom and pushed me towards Alan. While I undressed Alan, he was rubbing his hands all over my body through my thin summer dress. He paid a lot of attention to my thirty-two 'B' cup breasts, he said, "Wonderful little body," under his breath, then he said, "What are the lessons for today then John?" Out loud for John and Steve to hear. By the time I finished undressing Alan I was wrapped in a warm cocoon of drug induced calm and mellow fruitfulness. John and Steve had dropped their dressing gowns on top of the table and stood alongside of Alan. All three men proudly showed off their cocks for me to choose who I wanted to play with first. Alan was the oldest, the fattest, the ugliest and he had the smallest and thinnest cock. John had explained to me that I would be sucking all three men's cocks during the morning and as Alan had the easiest cock for me to start off with, I should pick him, but it was up to me what order I took the men in. My dress was pulled off and as Alan was so small, he wasn't going to cause me any problems after sucking off the dog the day before. John gave me detailed instructions as to what to do with Alan's cock in my mouth and Alan sat on John's chair. I knelt on the floor and as I sucked on Alan's cock, Oscar was brought in behind me. Oscar tried to mount me and John and Steve both burst out laughing I was helped to change my position slightly without my mouth leaving Alan's cock. I was pulled into a squatting position so that Oscar had no chance to mount me, then while Steve held Oscar's mouth against my pussy from behind, John reached in between my legs from in front and as he began to massage between my legs, Oscar began to lick all over my pussy area. John pressed his thumb and middle against each of my pussy lips and then he spread his finger and thumb apart, opening my cunny hole and suddenly, Oscar's tongue slipped into my hole and at the moment that Alan fired off into my mouth, Oscar went crazy, digging deeply into my tiny cunt hole giving me a micro orgasm. I'd like to say that Alan filled my mouth with semen but he hardly did that, there was just three short, weak jets from his cock. From the previous day, when Steve and John used my mouth to collect their seed, I remembered that they got some kind of kick from me holding their semen in my open mouth so that they could see their handy-work so instead of swallowing, I pulled my mouth off of Alan's cock and then showed Alan his own seed in my mouth. Steve and John both wanted to see Alan's juice too and with all three men watching; I closed my mouth and swallowed. John was very quick to kiss me on the lips and stick his tongue into my mouth. I thought that was a little strange, coming straight after his friend had filled my mouth with his semen, then John whispered in my ear, "Alan has to go to work soon, how do you feel about sucking Oscar again for him before he goes?" I looked over my shoulder at Alan and then noticed that Steve had already started to spread out the picnic blanket out on the floor. I smiled at Alan and before Steve had finished smoothing out the blanket I was laying on it, on my side with my head in the same position that John had put it in the day before. John slipped the special socks over Oscar's front legs to prevent him scratching my face and as soon as Oscar was put onto the floor ne ran over to me and mounted my face. I captured Oscar's cock far quicker than I had the day before; Oscar only had two unsuccessful thrusts before his cock was in my mouth. Just before my view was totally obscured by Oscar's belly, I noticed all three men inspecting the action closely. I knew that John was standing ready to remind me what I had to do but I remembered everything from the day before. Oscar's knot was in my mouth in double quick time and his pointy tip was well engaged into my throat. I was swallowing to help Oscar's cock slip deeper into my throat and then his knot slipped a little further into my mouth, well past my teeth. "Fucking hell, she'll swallow the whole dog at this rate!" Slipped out of Alan's mouth, Then I felt fingers pressing gently against my throat, "Fucking hell, I can feel his cock right down here!" Alan's fingers were almost oscillating as Oscar's cockhead kept lifting his fingers with each thrust, and Oscar was thrusting rapidly, about twenty thrusts a second. John whispered, "Press down now and suck harder, Oscar will kill himself if you leave him fucking you much longer." Because Oscar's knot was so far past my teeth, I couldn't use them to apply pressure to his knot so I had to suck really hard; it took a little longer to get Oscar into 'firing' mode but he did eventually climax and once again, I felt every spasm as he fired off into my throat. Once again, Oscar started to pull away before he was finished shooting his load into my stomach but this time I was ready for him and as his knot slipped past my lips, I grabbed hold of him and kept the tip of his cock in my mouth until he had finished firing off in my mouth. I let Oscar go and he ran for his basket in the corner to lick his cock clean as it shrank back into its sheath. I held my mouth open to show the three men the pool of dog cum that I had managed to capture before he ran away from me. I got a round of applause from all three men, "Don't swallow yet!" John said as he knelt on the floor, he bent his head down and kissed me, taking a little of his dog's cum from my mouth and swallowing it himself, Steve was waiting his turn to do the same while Alan was dressing, I shared a little of Oscar's semen with Steve and, still with quite a quantity of cum still in my mouth, I was pulled up, onto my feet and stood in front of Alan, he kissed me too, just dipping his tongue into the pool of remaining semen and then I swallowed the remaining seed while keeping my mouth open so that all three men could watch as it slipped down my throat. I walked with Alan to the front door, I kissed him goodbye on the doorstep, it gave me a shiver through my body to think that I was standing naked in the doorway, totally open to anyone who might be looking through a window opposite or who might be walking or driving past at any moment. Actually, I knew full well that we lived right next door to the bottom hole of the universe and the chances of anyone other than the postman coming past at that time of the day was very remote indeed. I closed the door and returned to the living room, the picnic blanket seemed to have a small lump under it, John had slipped his workbench into the middle of the room and he had draped the picnic blanket over the top of it. I was given another drink of coke, John asked, "Are you okay to carry on again?" I finished my drink and handed him the glass back. "Right, you know how it felt when Oscar's pointy cock tip went into your throat?" I nodded my head. "Well, Steve and me would like to try and get our cocks in that far as well, but as you know, our cock's are much thicker and don't have a point to help us get in. Will it be okay for us to try that?" I nodded my head. "Right, I'll suggest that Steve goes first as his cock is a little thinner than mine and if you manage him, I'll do you the sane way straight off before your throat get a chance to shrink back down again, is that okay?" I nodded my head again. "Good girl, go round the other end of the bench, just rest your back against it and lie back." I followed John's instructions; he was ready, standing in front of me so that as soon as my back touched the bench, he lifted my legs to take the strain off of my lower back. My bottom was hanging off the bench at one end and my head hung over the other, Steve stood in front of my upside down head, the tip of his cock was pointing at the bridge of my nose, "Hold her steady John." Steve crouched down in front of me and started to screw the threaded, final section, of the workbench's legs in a little, he made sure that he did the same adjustment on both sides of the bench., he stood up several times to test the height of my mouth. My bottom was significantly higher than my shoulders when Steve was finally happy that his cock was perfectly lined up with my mouth. I opened my mouth eagerly to take Steve's cock in, he slid his cock head and another inch of his cock into my mouth, then he gave me detailed instructions as to what he wanted me to do for him. I started out just sucking and licking around his cock head, then I added in slight movement of my head and finally I used my hand in conjunction with my mouth to get Steve well on his way to his climax. While I was sucking Steve's cock, John was holding my legs up, my knees spread wide and pressed against my ribs gently, then he began lapping around my cunny with his tongue, licking every millimetre of my sex area, licking first into the folds of my outer pussy lips and then poking his tongue deeper before pulling his tongue back and beginning the lapping all over the external area again. A few times John let his tongue wander over my bottom hole before returning to my fanny. Steve started to fuck his cock in and out of my mouth, first pushing it in another inch and then pulling it back out until his cockhead almost slipped out of my mouth, his movements were very slow and very gentle at first, then he changed and began to push in a little deeper. I have no idea just how long I was sucking Steve's cock or how often John brought me to the very brink of my own orgasm but it seemed like hours to me. Steve was starting to make sounds like he was getting close to his climax and as he got close. John was taking me closer to my own climax. Steve began to speed up his fucking of my mouth, with each inward thrust he went a little further into my mouth, then he began to crash against my oesophagus and after he felt that he began to thrust with a little more urgency, "I'm getting very close now Rebecca, I'm going to try to get into your throat in a moment or two, if I manage to get in, just try and breathe normally and don't panic if you can't breathe because it will all be over in a few moments, right, brace her John!" John pushed down on the backs of my legs, pinning my body down onto the top of the workbench. Steve pushed hard but couldn't get past the blockage, John was using his mouth on my clitoris and I began to quake through my own climax. "Try to swallow as I push." I began to gulp as if I were trying to force a mouth full of food down quickly. There was an audible pop inside my head as Steve's cock forced my throat open and slipped in an inch. I could barely breathe as Steve fucked my throat; he was only moving back and forth about a quarter of an inch in and out. Then I actually felt his cock swell up slightly as he shot his load into me. It was a totally different feeling to when Oscar had cum in my throat; Steve's semen was ten times thicker than Oscar's and it felt far hotter too, it felt like my throat was being scalded as Steve fired off into me, hosing his cum directly into my stomach. Steve hadn't been kidding that he would be fast once he got into my throat, after fucking my mouth for so long it was all over in less than a minute. Steve pulled out and then quickly took over holding my legs up while John almost ran around in front of me. John pushed his cock into my mouth and went straight for the back of my throat; I felt slight discomfort as John's much thicker cock battered its way into my throat. His cock was so thick that it actually did close the air off from going into my lungs. Because John had come to my mouth cold, so to speak, it took him several minutes to climax and before he actually did climax, I had blacked out totally unconscious. I came round to the feeling of a cold, wet, cloth against my forehead and I was actually lying on the sofa. It was almost eleven o'clock, I had a bit of a headache, so even though John and Steve wanted another round of me sucking them off and John wanted Oscar to have another turn, I asked if I could just go home to sleep my headache off. I did promise to return the next morning and if they wanted too, they could repeat today's fun again then. 4,773 words.
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