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Tina the Jill Russell (Friday) by Isabella Story code: M+/g, b/g, Beast, Anal I was helping my mother cooking Dinner; my father came home almost to the second when he was expected. Mother met him in the hallway and they kissed, "Frank asked us over for a drink again on Saturday, he's having a party again." My father had talked in a low voice hoping that I wouldn't hear, "Well, why don't we go this time, he's asked you often enough, if you're still worried about Rebecca, we can leave her at home, we've trusted her all week and she's been okay so far, one more day wouldn't matter would it?" My father came into the kitchen and kissed me on the cheek, "Hi darling, have you had a good day?" "I just read and watched a little TV." "Erm..." my father looked away from me and to my mother who was now standing in the doorway and as he looked at my mother he said, "We've all been invited over to Frank's house for a party on Saturday, we'd like to go but the party is a special sunbathing party." My father looked at me, his face was already starting to colour up, he was so embarrassed that he was blushing just from the thought of telling me that everyone at the party would be naked. I asked innocently, "Isn't Frank a naturist?" "Well, yes he is, how did you know?" "I must have heard you guys talking about him sometime." My father looked over to my mother again, "I guess we should be more careful what we say, this house is so small it's difficult to keep things secret or private." My father looked back at me again, now his face was very red. "The thing is darling, we don't want to go without you, it's Saturday and you will have been alone all day all week, so if you're uncomfortable we won't go, we should really do something with you anyway, you haven't had a very exciting holiday so far." I found it very difficult to stop myself telling my dad that I'd had a whale of a time so far during the week and the best day of all was planned for Friday, when I would finally be turned from a girl and into a woman by John and possibly Steve too. "Your mother and I want to try social naturism and the party at Franks will be a good way for us to try it but you don't have to go nude, you can wear your bikini, I'm just worried that you'll be uncomfortable or embarrassed having everyone else naked at the party." I thought about how thrilled I had felt the first time John next door had undressed me and I had stood in front of him and Steve totally naked and the following day, when Alan joined John and Steve, I had felt even more excited. It must have looked to my father like I was worried about the thought of being with a bunch of naked adults, then I said, "I don't mind, I don't need a bikini either, I'm not at all shy." My father and mother both heaved combined sighs of relief at my answer to my father. But that was Saturday, I still had to get past Friday yet, the plan that John outlined to me on Monday had so far run in real life exactly the way he had said, with a few embellishments like the addition of Steve on Tuesday and Alan on Wednesday but it had all been great fun so far and tomorrow, I'd be having real sex for the first time with John and possibly Steve as well. We ate dinner and my father said that he'd been invited by Frank to try out for the local pub's darts team. The darts team practiced in an outbuilding at the back of the pub without a bar in it so I could go along as well and that meant that we could go as a family, my mother and I acting as morale support for his darting efforts. We all got a very warm welcome at the pub, well at the small back room behind the pub, while my father was introduced to the other players who were training Frank went off to fetch my father a pint and my mother a port and lemon and me a coke. As soon as I tasted it I guessed that my drink was 'fortified' with something, as I swallowed a mouthful down my throat was instantly warmed up. I had no idea how good my father was at darts but he was definitely in the top four of the players who were practicing there in the pub that night. They were playing for team places and for player position, traditionally the team captain always played the first game with the opposing captain but after that, the best player on training night played second. They were playing a kind of knock out competition and my father was doing very well. Mum went to the bathroom and Frank made a beeline for me, my dad was playing with the third best player, he already had fourth place sewn up and now was concentrating on trying for third place. Frank was flirting with me and then he looked seriously at me and said, "I hear that you might be coming onto the market after tomorrow Rebecca, can I put my name down for one of your first men after Friday please?" "What market?" "You're the talk of the estate, every man knows that you're going to be a woman after tomorrow, I'd just like to see you earlier rather than later in your experimenting." And then my mother was back so Frank went back to the game. Most of the men were gathered around the men playing, my mother and I were the only two people in the room that weren't playing darts and the only two women. We sat at a table well away from the dartboard then I noticed one of the men sat at another table, he picked up his drink and took a sip, then I saw him smile as he took his glass away from his lips. I realised that he wasn't looking over at us, he was looking over at my mother and he was totally focused on one spot, somewhere around my mother's knees. I leaned back in my seat and looked down between my mother's belly and the table, her dress was hiked up way above her knees and her legs were wide open, from the other side of the room the man sipping at his beer had a perfect view up my mother's dress. My mother said, "I'm just, erm, popping off to the toilet." The man sitting down opposite us had just lost his final game and had his place in the line-up for the next match was fixed as last man and that was why he had lost interest in the game. As my mother walked past the man she gave him a coquettish smile and then went out of the door leading to the pub yard. The guy who had been looking up her dress almost tripped over in his rush to follow my mother out of the room, I waited a few moments and followed the two of them. I was about to go into the ladies toilet but then saw the guy across the yard going out into the car park, so I followed him. Once in the car park, neither my mother nor the man were anywhere in sight. They could have got into a car but I doubted that they had enough time to do that, then I heard something from the bin store, the sound of my mother gasping. I peered around the corner of the bin store; the man had my mother's dress up under her chin, under her dress she was totally naked and now, she was totally exposed to the evening coolness, the man was humping against her, I couldn't see but it was obvious that he had simply opened his fly and was now, balls deep in my mother's cunt while standing up, pushing her against the wall that my father was throwing his darts at but just the other side of the brickwork. My mother, as usual, was very vocal from the moment the guy's cock hit her vulva to the moment he pulled out again, it surprised me that the men on the other side of the wall couldn't hear her. As soon as I realised that my mother and the man had finished I turned and headed back to the darts room. Mother and the worst darts player coming through the door together moments later, both laughing and joking with each other. My dad was over the moon on the walk home, he would be playing at number three in the darts match the following Monday, I was dawdling behind them but not so far back that I couldn't hear my father's whispered, "Did Pete follow you outside?" Mum looked over her shoulder at me and she smiled at my father and nodded her head. "Is he as big as they say he is?" Again, mum looked at me and nodded again, her face was illuminated even in the twilight. Now it was my father's turn to look back at me, his face was illuminated to a broad smile across his face. "Did you wank him off?" Mum shook her head. "Did you suck his cock?" Again mum shook her head, my father's voice went into the ultrasonic spectrum. "You didn't let him fuck you!" Mum just smiled again. "With a condom or without?" "I didn't have any condoms with me and he didn't either." "So, is his spunk still in you?" Mum nodded her head. "Can you get Rebecca to do something, nip to the shop for milk or something?" My mother turned to me and asked me to pop round to the late night shop for her and get some milk. I knew that we had three pints left in the fridge, so I just walked in the direction of the late night shop; it was actually the petrol station that remained open all night. I looked back, my mother and father were nowhere in sight, there was only one place they could have disappeared into in such a short time and that was the shelter at the bus stop. The shelter was built to celebrate the Queen's Silver Jubilee, built in the style of a building from twenty-five years earlier. When it had been built it looked fabulous but thirty-five years of vandalism had seen its 'Art Nuevo' windows bricked up, now it was just a brick box with an open front and a bench seat at the back. I returned and got into a position where I could see into the rear corner of the shelter, my mother was standing, legs wide apart and her dress held up above her breasts, my dad was in front of her, ramming as many fingers up my mother's cunt as he could, every so often he pulled his fingers out and sucked on them before turning her to face away from him, she bent over and took a hold of the bench seat and my father took her from behind. I stood watching them fuck for a few moments before I realised that I had an itch between my own legs. I walked home alone, then, instead of going in home, I knocked on John's door, when he opened it I asked, "Have you been telling people what we've been doing?" John invited me in but I refused, "Well, yes, we are like one big happy family around here, most of us are related, who told you that he knew?" "Frank!" "Frank's my cousin, he told me that he'd invited your mum and dad to his party on Saturday and I told him to make sure that you were invited too and then we got onto what we've been doing so far, and what I have planned for tomorrow." "Where's Steve?" "He has to work tomorrow." "So, there will just be the two of us then?" "Well, I've asked around for a little help, I think you'll need at least two men to have the fun you deserve, still not sure yet who's going to turn up though." I heard my mother and father talking as they walked past the front of John's house so I ran between the two houses and went in through the back door so I was in the house when my dad opened the front door. All that was left of the evening was to watch a little TV before I went to bed, as I climbed the stairs up to bed, my mother's gasps of sexual pleasure followed me up as mum and dad fucked in the living room. I slept through my father leaving for work on Friday, my mother woke me as she dressed for work and as usual, as my mother went out of the front door, I went out of the back, excited to find out what my Friday lesson had in store for me. As usual, I was wearing just my nighty; I hadn't bothered to wear a dressing gown as I expected to be naked within seconds of getting into John's living room. I was wrong though, totally wrong, John had me stripped out in the passage way, well before the living room door. John opened the door and I got a shock, the first face I saw was Robert Loombes, Robert was one of the boys from my class at school, I had known him for six years as we had been in the same class since we started school but I had never seen Robert like this before, he was, like me, totally naked. For the first time all week I felt embarrassed about being naked in John's house, Robert said, "Hi Rebecca, I didn't believe my dad when he told me that I was going to be helping to fuck you today." John introduced me to Robert's father and to another man, a man holding a rather large Rottweiler dog that looked particularly vicious. I just stood in the doorway, frozen to the spot, Robert moved in on me, he had his cock in his hand, pulling his foreskin back and wiping his fingers over his cockhead as if he was cleaning fluff off of it or something like that. Robert stood in front of me and as he brushed his fingers through my hair he whispered, "You are the last girl in our school that I would have expected to see like this but definitely the one I would want to see first." Then Robert kissed me on the lips, his left hand on the back of my neck and his right hand cupping my breast. Our lips were just pressing together for a few minutes and then he began to use the tip of his tongue to open my lips and slip his tongue into my mouth. As we kissed I became less stiff and melted into Robert's embrace. Robert pointed into the middle of the room and said, "The guys want to watch us doing it over there," there was a picnic blanket spread out over what looked like three seat cushions from the sofa. I let Robert lead me into the middle of the room and Robert eased me down onto my knees and then onto my back. Robert lay by my side for a while, kissing me and exploring my body with his hands, then he said, "Well, are you ready to put on a show for the guys?" I didn't answer, Robert slipped his body over mine and eased his cock into my cunt, "Tell me if you want me to ease up or stop or if I hurt you in any way." I was laying on my back with my legs on the makeshift bed and Robert was fucking me slowly, as he began to speed up, his father got on the floor at our side and he moved my legs, lifting and turning them until my feet crossed over Robert's bottom, suddenly his cock was in me to a completely different depth and Robert began to really enjoy himself, "Are you sure that you're still okay? Do you want me to stop now?" I lowered my heels slightly and used them like I was riding a horse to spur Robert on faster. As Robert began to gasp to show he was closing in on his climax I looked over to Jim, still holding onto Brutus's leash, Jim was stripping off as he watched Robert and me on the floor in front of him. Harry, Robert's father was already undressed and rubbing his cock as he watched his son lose control as he spasmed his spunk into my body. Robert lay on top of me gasping and totally spent as his cock slowly retracted and slipped out of my pussy. As soon as Robert moved away from me Brutus, the Rottweiler, was allowed a little freedom to get his head down between my thighs and he lapped hungrily at Roberts seed running from my body freely. Robert had given me two very nice little orgasms as he fucked me with his small cock but as soon as Brutus began trying to force his tongue up me I was driven through an earth shattering climax. As Brutus licked me, Robert had the dog's sheath in his hand and was massaging it. Bringing the dogs cock into view and compared to Oscar's cock, Brutus's cock was a monster, a bit like the dog himself. Robert looked over to his father, "Is Brutus going next?" John stepped in, I usually let Rebecca choose her running order, I usually advise a new girl to start with the thinnest cock first and work up to a monster like Brutus." The men lined up and Brutus's cock was skinned right back until his knot came into view, he was ten inches long and his knot was like a clenched fist, I was given the choice, Harry had the thinnest cock, then John and then Jim, Brutus was by far the biggest of the five males in the room. I pointed to Harry and he joined me on the floor, his cock was twice as thick as his son's so, even though I had been opened up and lubricated by Robert, it hurt like hell when his father rammed his cock into me. Harry wasn't interested in how comfortable I was or if his cock hurt me or not, he just fucked me as quickly as he could. I was given a drink of coke and fifteen minutes rest before John fucked me, Jim knelt by my head and made me suck his cock while John fucked me, John took twice as long to climax as Harry did, he was actually holding back a little so that he didn't hurt me too much. I didn't climax under Harry but John gave me several climaxes before he took his own. Jim didn't give me a rest; he pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved quickly between my legs. Jim's cock was so much fatter than John's that it hurt me all over again when he pushed it up me. I began to climax from the moment that Jim's cock finally got all the way in me and the climax continued all the way through his pounding into me. I climaxed so much that I actually passed out from exhaustion before Jim finally filled me for the third time that day, I came round with my head on Robert's knee and Brutus eating his masters semen out of my pussy. "Oh, hi sleepy head, I was getting a little bit worried that Jim had overdone it, John is running you a salt bath, he thinks you might need a little time to relax before Brutus finishes your training for the day." Robert was going to show me up to the bathroom but his father called him back so I went up alone, John was checking that the bath wasn't too hot. John had a glass of coke in the bathroom waiting for me, "You take thirty minutes to soak in the salt water and when you're happy, come down, you don't have to let Brutus fuck you if you don't want him too, it's all up to you." I had been in the bath for five minutes when a still naked Robert joined me, he sat on the toilet, "Going to be a bit weird at school on Monday isn't it Rebecca?" I just nodded my head. "We can be boyfriend and girlfriend if you like, you know, might make things seem a bit more normal." I just shrugged my shoulders, there were courting couples at school but far from making things simpler, they always seemed to be the butt of classroom jokers. "John told my dad what your mother's maiden name was, my dad was in the training group that taught your mother all about sex, he was twelve and your mother was ten." "Really?" "Yes, he said that from what he could remember of her, she could never get enough sex, on her first day, she did all the men three times and still wanted more." 'Well that explains a lot' went through my head. "Erm, Rebecca, my dad told me to ask you something." "What?" "Well, my dad would love to do you in your bum, if you say yes, I'll do you up there first, just to get you ready for him but you don't have to do John or Jim in that hole if you don't want too." "Have you done a girl like that before?" Robert nodded enthusiastically, "Two girls so far that way. Dad says that John gave you something on Tuesday and Wednesday to stop the pain, I can get you the pill again if you're worried that it will hurt." I thought about it for a few minutes, "If I let you do it, and it does hurt, can I say no to your dad?" Robert shrugged his shoulders, "They are supposed to follow the rule that the girl or boy under training can say no and stop things but the bottom thing isn't usually included in the training, and my dad really loves doing it up there, why don't you just let me get you a pill in case?" "The trouble is, the pill stops the pain but it also stops the nice feelings too, if I'm going to do it I'd rather try to do it without a pill first." I finished in the bath and rinsed the salt off of my body in John's shower, then Robert helped to dry me off before escorting me down to the living room again. John rushed over to greet me at the door, "Well, are you ready for Brutus or have we finished for the day?" "Well, Robert mentioned my bottom, do you want me to do that or do it with Brutus?" John thought about it for a moment, "Why don't you let Robert do his thing, then decide on his father or Brutus." The room burst into action, a small table was placed in the middle of the room, the picnic blanket covering it, I was put on my knees in front of the table and Robert got behind me, he pushed me down onto my belly with my face on the table, Robert rubbed something cold and sticky around my bottom hole, then he pushed a finger up me and began to saw it up and down, taking a little of the lubricant up my bottom as far as he could push it. Once Robert was happy that I was well lubricated, he slipped his cock in me and began the slow process of getting the whole of his cock into me without causing me too much pain. All the time he was getting in me he was making sure that I was okay, making sure that he wasn't hurting me too much and then, suddenly and without warning he began to fuck my arse and within a few thrusts, he shot off up my bum. Harry was like a child in a sweetie shop, so eager to get in as soon as his son got out of the way. Just as when Harry followed his son in my cunt, he didn't show any consideration, as soon as the head of his cock touched my anal muscle he pushed as hard and as fast as he could. The pain was indescribable and I began sobbing and begging Harry to stop, he did stop but only once he was all the way up me as far as he could get. John made Harry stop fucking me, "Girls won't come back if you hurt them too much, you know that." "It doesn't matter; we have twenty names of girls waiting for training and more come along all the time, we can afford to lose one or two along the way." Eventually I stopped sobbing and became accustomed to Harry's great size in my bottom and then he pulled his cock out slowly until just his cock head was left in me, then he pushed back in, far more slowly this time, eventually he fucked me at normal speed but only for a few seconds before he fired off up my bum. As soon as Harry's cock slipped out of my bottom I had to rush to John's toilet as two lots of sperm in my bottom made me need to poo very badly. I returned to the living room to an argument between Harry, Jim and John, They all seemed most surprised to see me walk in the room, "Oh, I thought you had run off home." John said as he smiled at me, Jim had just been complaining that he'd brought Brutus over twenty miles to be able to 'exercise' in me and he had been sure that I wouldn't be coming back. John managed to quash the rest of the arguments; he offered me one of his pain killing pills but I refused it, then I began stroking Brutus, I looked up at Jim, "How do you want me?" I began to push Brutus's sheath back so that I could see his cock again, as soon as I had pushed it back far enough to expose his huge knot Brutus began humping into dry air. I was put on my back on the low table, Brutus was just allowed the freedom to sniff and lick all over me, then after he was happy that I was ready for him, Brutus got into position and simply walked forward until his cock was in place. The men left Brutus fucking me for ages, then Jim's face came down close to mine, "Brutus can't get his knot in you, you're a bit too small for him. I can hold his knot and he'll cum, it won't be as much fun for him and you won't be able to say that you've actually fucked Brutus, if you're okay with it, I can press down on his back and try and force him into you." I was climaxing through a long chain of orgasms. I just nodded my head, it took two men pushing down on Brutus's back to get him fully engaged in my cunt and locked in. As soon as he was connected totally and I could feel his spunk jet-washing my insides, the men let go of him and my bottom popped up off of the bench, Brutus was too tall for the position I was in. Brutus couldn't try to pull out of me as I was no longer on the bench, the confused dog made a break for the corner under the dining table with my body hanging from his iron rod, dangling about like a rag-doll. I was frightened but couldn't stop laughing as I was thrown from side to side by the dog running and trying to dodge the three men trying to catch him. In the end they just left me glued to the dog's cock under the table until he finally calmed down enough to fall out of me. When I finally crawled out from under the table like a wrung out dishrag, the three men and Robert all gave me a round of applause. It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon, my mother and father both finished early on Friday, they both called it POETS day, standing for 'Piss Off Early, Tomorrow's Saturday' so either of them could be home at any moment. My drive was checked to make sure neither of my parents were already home. I cuddled with John, "I thought you might want me to help you cum again before I go home, either in my fanny or my mouth." "I would have loved to try your bottom but I think you've done enough for one day, he forced me to take one of his pain killing pills and he gave me a strip of them to take home with me, "Take another before you go to bed and one again in the morning. I think you should have another salt bath when you get home." I walked between our two houses totally naked again as usual on my training days, my bum hurt like hell but the little tablet was taking the pain away and with every step I felt better and better. I would definitely feel embarrassed at school on Monday when I was due to bump into Robert again but I'd have to deal with that when it happened, for now, all I had on my mind was Saturday and the party at Franks house and wondering if there would be any opportunity for me to have a little more fun before the end of my weeklong holiday. 5.032 Words.
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