Editors note:

This story is written for John, it's a Valentines present for John and also a gift to luckyjack69 who is featured helping John in the story. I am Rose Eastmann, I know both Jack and Gail through the Internet, I made the story a little more readable, took a few words out here and there and put a few in, I did the drawings that accompany the story, they were Gail's idea but she had no idea how to go about making that part of the story happen. Eastern_rose2@hotmail.com

Emma's Bedroom
by Gail King

Just before Emma's tenth birthday my boyfriend John told Emma that he was getting her a bedroom with more space for her birthday, he had talked to me about it but I had to play dumb so that everything would be a surprise for Emma's birthday. The original plan was that Emma would be taken out by her grandmother on the day before her birthday, they would spend the whole day together and Emma would sleep over even though my mother, her gran, lives in the next street to us. While Emma was out of the house John's friend would come over and alter Emma's bedroom around to create more floor space, there was literally only six square feet of floor space in Emma's bedroom and when her door opened most of that disappeared by the sweep of the door opening.

The plan unfortunately fell down when John's friend got called out to an emergency job at the last minute and so was unable to do the conversion job that would be Emma's birthday present from John on the Thursday as planned, while Emma was away. John turned up on Emma's birthday which happened to be a Friday and fortunately for her part of her school holiday. Friday was usually the day that John and I kept to ourselves for sex, John didn't mind losing our one day a week together because of Emma's birthday but I knew that at some point he would be making use of my body if we could get a little privacy.

Emma's birthday came, Tom, Emma's thirteen-year old brother, gave her a present and then slipped out to 'play' at his friend's house for the day. John turned up around nine o'clock and Emma was buzzing around him asking where her bigger bedroom was. "It's coming on the back of my friend's van!" John told her. I went into the kitchen to make John a coffee, usually on a Friday the coffee wouldn't be made until after John had his first climax, the coffee would give him time to regain his composure, "You'd better make an extra cup, Jack will be here any minute!" John told me, he was spot on too, Jack knocked on the door within seconds of the kettle boiling, Emma opened the door for him and he said, "Good morning madam, I have a birthday present for your daughter on my van!" Emma burst out laughing, more so because the van was very small and she could see no way on earth how he could get a bigger bedroom than hers in a van that was only about the same size as her bedroom was now. Jack was mid-thirties, classically handsome, very dark tanned face and a body that made it obvious that he either worked out a lot or that he worked out-doors on a building site.

Coffee drank and we all wandered up to Emma's bedroom, While Emma, John and I emptied her room of all her toys, clothes, books and assorted detritus, Jack went to his van and began bringing his tools up. The reason that John came up with the idea of Emma's bigger bedroom was that her wardrobe, which was very old and rickety when we moved into the house four years earlier, had recently developed a broken hinge on one of it's doors, this meant that while the door was open it had to be held to prevent it falling on Emma's head, that meant that Emma could only ever open one door, and while it was open she only had one hand to search for her clothes, I asked John if he knew a cheap place to get a new wardrobe as I was planning to get Emma a new one for her birthday, then John came up with the idea of refurbishing Emma's old wardrobe and lifting her metal framed bed up off the floor and use the wardrobe to hold the foot end of the bed about six feet off of the floor and bolt the head end to the opposite wall, then we would slide her chest of draws under the head end of the bed, for my part instead of buying her a new wardrobe John would pay his friend to do all the work on the conversion and I would buy her a comfortable chair to place under the bed too, the chair was the type that looked like a stack of square cushions that flipped out to make up an occasional single bed so that Emma could have a friend or two sleep over.

While John and I were in my bedroom alone, Emma was making another trip to her room while I sorted out what had already been brought through, I was looking for clothes that were too small for Emma, or that were too threadbare for her to wear any longer, I was creating three bags, one that I put in clothes that were still in good condition but too small, those were to go to the charity shop, the second , clothes that were too old but the material would be good for wash cloths etc. And the third that was just rubbish to go to the tip, John asked me what I thought of his friend Jack, I told him that Jack seemed nice. I knew that the question wasn't just an innocent enquirey, for more than six months John had been asking me to allow one of his friends to join us in the bedroom for sex, I had agreed three months earlier to allow one of his friends to join us in the bedroom on the strict understanding that his friend was to watch only, that he could take no part at all in the actual sex act, after that I would see how I felt about his friend coming in a second time and maybe taking more of an active part but that I wouldn't agree to full sex with the two of them until I felt completely comfortable. Unfortunately John's friend spoilt things a little, it had been a huge turn on to have his friend right there watching everything John did to me, everything was great for almost an hour as I went through about fifty climaxes but then just as John was getting to his own climax his friend stood up, my eyes were closed as I was going through yet another climax, his friend took his cock in his hand and wanked all over my foot, that took all the pleasure out of the situation and I had resisted all of John's requests for his friend or even a different friend to join us again. John was asking if I would be OK with Jack being the second man, he was telling me how sexy Jack was, that Jack had quite a slim cock and that he would be perfect for a first try at anal sex, again John wanted so much to use my ass for sex but every time he tried it was too painful as his cock was so fat, "Jack can open the door and leave his lubrication inside you then I could try slipping in, following on from his success!" John said with a smile. I realised that Emma was now standing listening to what John was saying to me, I didn't mind her hearing things like that, she was only just ten years old but she knew all about sex, she had often walked in on John and I as we fucked, John would always try to just carry on as if he hadn't seen her but I always stopped him, she was always very 'adult' about what she saw, she usually asked if I wanted her to go over to my mothers house until we were finished or if it was in the middle of the night and she needed something, she would apologise for disturbing us and go and wake Tom up to help her so that John could get back into action. The first time Emma walked in on us fucking I rushed off after her to try and explain, I thought that she had looked upset at what she saw, but she just said, "Mum, I know that you left my dad because he wasn't no good at loving you, you were really unhappy for as long as I can ever remember and even when you left dad you were only a little bit happier but since you met John you have been really, really, really happy, Tom told me it was because John was fucking you properly now and that it was the best thing that happened to you since forever!" And all that from a girl that was only eight at the time, just coming up to her ninth birthday.

Jack started out by knocking Emma's wardrobe apart, Emma was right there with him and he was explaining everything he was doing to her, he was also letting her help him with the things that she could do easily, I also realized that he was trying to ingratiate himself to me by flirting with her and me as he worked. Jack replaced the broken hinge and then applied glue to all the mating surfaces, taking special care to cover the dowel pegs with lots of glue, when Emma asked what the little wooden pegs were Jack told her that they were the boy parts of the joint and then he pointed to the hole and told her that was the girl part of the joint, "I put all this white stuff on the boy to encourage him to stop in the girl for longer!" He said with a wink. John told me that we were in the way at the moment and that we should give Jack room to move. I told Emma to come with us but Jack stopped her, he asked her if she wanted to help him, he would show her everything he did and would let her do anything she wanted too that she was capable of doing.

I had thought that Jack was asking for Emma's help as a pre-arranged thing with John, so that John could at least get a Friday fuck out of me if he couldn't spend the whole day in bed fucking me as he would usually do on Fridays. John and I went down to the living room, Jack was creating a wooden frame out of 'four by two' wood, Jack was going to create mortise and tenon joints on each corner, I wouldn't have minded seeing how he did that myself but John estimated that it would take at least two hours for Jack to measure the wood and cut it all up, then make the four joints, we could make much better use of two hours alone in the living room than watching Jack cut wood. I had an old cottage style rocking chair in the living room, the seat and back were lightly padded and the wooden arms had a little padding on top of them but the sides of the arms were open. John sat on the seat and opened his trousers, then he pulled the front of his pants down and hooked it under his balls, then he pulled me onto his lap facing him, he had to lift me up to slip my legs over the arms of the rocking chair, then he reached under my bottom and pulled the back of my knickers down so that he had clear access to my pussy, he pushed up into me and started to rock back and forth slowly, the rocking action was making his cock move inside of my pussy by about a quarter of an inch on each forward rock, then slip back out on the backward rock. John just kept the rocking action going as we chatted, he was talking to me about what he wanted to do to me with Jack, just holding me slightly below a climax all the time, we fucked like that for thirty minutes all the time listening to the sounds of sawing, hammering and laughing coming from above our head. Then John suddenly reached up behind me, he turned his hands and placed them on my shoulders, then he sped up the rocking and on the forward rock he pulled down on my shoulders forcing his cock a good two inches further into my pussy, then he relaxed his grip on the back rock and the angle of my legs over the arms of the chair pulled my body back up off of his cock, I rocketed over the top of my climax and then a second and third followed closely behind. Just as John filled my pussy with his cum and my head dropped on to his shoulder to gasp air back into my lungs and recover I noticed Emma standing at the side of the rocking chair, I didn't have any idea how long Emma had been standing there but I wouldn't put it past John to have seen her arrive and use that image in his mind to increase the flow of his sperm into my body. I knew that Emma couldn't see anything of what was actually going on, my skirt was covering all the moving parts, Emma looked as if she had come down to ask a question but then she looked out of the window and saw that it was raining, a summer shower was blowing over the area, Emma called up to Jack and told him that it was raining so he would have to carry on working in her bedroom.

Emma was telling us what Jack had done so far with her help in her bedroom, John would usually go very soft very quickly after climaxing but this time he didn't fall fully soft, he didn't fall out of my pussy, instead he just started rocking gently back and forth again, John asked Emma if she would like to share a rock, I wondered what he meant but didn't have to wonder for long, he picked her up and pulled her across our laps between us. Emma turned herself so that her back was towards me and her feet resting on the arms of the chair, I felt John's cock almost leap inside of me as he saw up her skirt, he was rocking a little faster now and I could feel the excitement buzzing through his body and up through his cock, he said, "Hey, what's this, you're ten years old today and you still have on these old baby knickers, go to my bag and look in to see if there is something a little more suitable for a grown up like you!" Emma jumped down quickly and ran over to John's bag, there was a wrapped present in the bag, Emma wasted no time in ripping the present open, there were three sets of thong and bras in Emma's size in the present, as she held the cellophane wrapped lingerie and thanked John he began pulling my shoulders down again taking me to another climax, I was desperately trying not to make too much noise as I rocketed through my climax, Emma asked John if he wanted her to try on his present and sit in between us again, she obviously knew the effect that would have on John and it would have been her way of thanking him for the extra present. John came just from the thought that Emma was willing to put on her new thong and sit in front of him as a 'thank you' for buying her an extra present.

John suggested that Emma went into the front room and changed into one her new pairs of panties, as soon as she left the living room John slipped his, amazingly, still hard, cock out of my pussy and fastened his trousers back up, he helped me off of his knee just as Emma came back into the room. John went into the kitchen and got two beers from the fridge, Emma walked in and John asked her how the new knickers felt, Emma was about to pull the front of her skirt up to show John the effect, John looked in my direction, thought for a moment then stopped her, "Do they feel OK?" Emma nodded her head and smiled, "It feels really nice right at the bottom, and when I walk it's all tingly!" She said. John half filled a glass with beer and topped the glass off with lemonade, then he gave her the glass, "That's for you and the bottle is for Jack, now don't get them mixed up on the way up the stairs". I listened to Emma walking up the stairs, I expected to hear her footsteps over head as her bedroom was directly over the living room, I heard the sounds of her footsteps instead going into my bedroom, it was a good fifteen minutes before I heard her walking overhead in her bedroom. John spent that fifteen minutes with me bent over the sink, taking his cock up my pussy from behind, and he managed to make a third deposit of cum in my own personal sperm bank in less than an hour, I was totally amazed at his sudden spurt of stamina.

I made John and I coffee and we drank it standing in the kitchen as his spunk soaked through the gusset of my knickers, there had been sounds of power tools, saws and drills and now all was quiet above our heads, John said, "Probably be safe to go up now, sounds like all the hard work is done!" I followed John up the stairs but side-stepped into my bedroom to change my knickers, I saw the three bags of Emma's old clothes had been opened and rifled through, I also noticed a four inch wide band of t-shirt material was laying in the bin, it had been cut, clumsily, from one of Emma's old 'moth eaten' t-shirts. I used the clean material to mop up three loads of John's cum from between my legs and changed into clean panties. John was standing in Emma's doorway just quietly watching what was going on. The wardrobe had been glued and had strengthening screwed into the joints, it had been stood in place in the corner of the room under where the foot of Emma's bed was going, a wooden frame made out of 'four by two' pine was resting on top of the wardrobe, Emma was standing on Jack's saw bench using a ratchet wrench to tighten up a wood bolt through the frame into the wall under where the head of her bed was going. Emma had changed her skirt for one she had grown out of at least a year earlier and I had already put in the charity shop bag, she had also taken off her usual t-shirt and vest and replaced it with the cut down t-shirt, making it into a crop top, she had put on the bra that matched her new thong and made the moth holes a little larger so that the bra could be easily seen. Jack was holding the wooden frame level with one hand and had the other on Emma's hip, supposedly to steady her as she turned the wrench, Jack was doing a good job of encouraging her to get the bolt all the way into the wall, when she had done all she could Jack took over and managed a half turn, "Congratulations Emma, you did great, I'll bet that even John couldn't get it in as tight as you". I realized that many of the things that Jack had said to Emma during the morning had double meanings, like when he held up the four-inch coach bolt and said "Lovely long screw, and you know what I say?" Emma and Jack both said, "You can't beat a good long screw!" They both laughed, he had obviously made the same off colour joke to Emma several times.

The wooden frame had a deep grove cut into its top surface that matched, exactly, the profile of the metal frame of Emma's old bed, when John passed Jack the frame it fell into the grove to lock it into position and stop any chance that it could slip off even in an earthquake. To make doubly certain Jack drilled four holes, one in each side of the inside of the frame, through the first inch of wood and just into the metal of the bed, then he screwed through the wood and metal and into the last inch of wood, Emma's bed was now a part of the house. I noticed that Jack often touched Emma as he was working, I took her into my bedroom and told her that if she didn't want Jack to touch her to tell me or tell him to stop, "What if I want him to touch me more, is it OK to tell him that too?" I was stunned at Emma's reply; I knew that she knew all about sex, I also knew that she understood exactly what Tom was doing in his bedroom two or three times a day that took up so many tissues but I though that it was all over her head, I didn't mind too much that she often walked in on John and I because sex didn't really register on her 'radar' when she was nine, what could have changed over night between nine years, eleven months and thirty one days old and her tenth birthday. I looked at the way she had dressed herself after John gave her that extra present, how she had adapted the t-shirt to show off her tummy and the bottom edge of her new bra and the skirt that was far to small for her, so short that even standing upright you could tell that her thong was bright red to match her bra, something had happened in the ten hours or so between a nine-year old going to bed and a ten year old waking up the next day that had woken her up to sex.

Jack called out to Emma to see if she wanted to screw in her bedroom or if she was busy he would do it for her, Emma blushed a lot at the double meaning Jack had used, again, the previous day Emma would have heard the words and put the innocent meaning to the statement but not today, today suddenly she was an adult, suddenly she understood. I followed Emma back to her bedroom; Jack had repositioned his saw bench so that Emma could easily reach the coach bolt that needed screwing in, this time Jack didn't need to steady the frame with one hand so he put both of his hands on Emma's hips to hold her steady as she stood on the saw bench. As the long screw slowly turned into the wall Jack slipped one hand down off of Emma's hip, over her very short skirt and down onto her thigh, his other hand slipped a few inches upward and across her bare midriff, his fingers stopped their travel when they reached the bottom strap of her red bra. John asked Jack if he needed any help and Jack shook his head, "Not until I need to put the mattress up!" John started to pull my arm, he wanted to fuck me again, I could se his cock was tenting the front of his trousers, watching how Jack was touching Emma had turned John on a lot, and even though I hated to admit it to myself I was also turned on, I was so turned on that I didn't want to leave the room, I wanted to watch Jack flirting with Emma.

It wasn't unusual for John and I to have sex eight or nine times on a Friday, I had thought because Emma and John's friend Jack were going to be around all day that this particular Friday would be the first sex free Friday since I started having sex with John a year earlier, how wrong could I be, John had already climaxed three times in an hour and now he wanted more. My bed was covered in the stuff from Emma's bedroom so John pulled me into Tom's bedroom, he stripped me naked and pushed me down onto Tom's bed, it was tight for space on Tom's single bed but John wasted no time in getting me face down on Tom's bed and began pushing his cock against my bottom. John often wanted to fuck my ass and I always let him try but he was often unsuccessful because I couldn't stand the pain of him getting inside right at the start, this time I was so turned on that even though the pain was the same I let him keep going until he was all the way in, and when I say all the way in I mean all seven inches. I must have been making quite a lot of noise as John was making his grand entrance because as he lay on top of me waiting for me to get accustomed to his huge size in my bottom Emma had come to see why I sounded so distressed, I didn't see her standing in the doorway to Tom's bedroom and as she stood there quietly watching John started fucking my ass in earnest. "I recon your ass is as tight as Emma's little pussy would be if I was hitting my cock-head against her cervix!" John laughed as he said that, I didn't realize that Emma was watching us because even over the pain I laughed too, it took John a few scant seconds to climax for the fourth time that day, only difference was this time it was filling my ass hole instead of my pussy. I was really glad that Tom kept a good supply of tissues in his room for when he masturbated, I used hands full of tissues to dry up the spunk running out of my bum, all stained brown and thick, I did hear Emma's footsteps in the passageway, at first I thought she was coming towards us but then I realised that she was walking away not towards us.

Jack was almost finished in Emma's bedroom, he was sitting on the elevated bed to finish painting the wooden frame with quick drying gloss paint and to prove that the bed would be safe for Emma, after all if it could take Jack's weight then it would be a breeze to support Emma's light body. Jack built Emma a book case out of MDF while the paint dried and Emma and I started to move the draws back into her chest of draws and fill her wardrobe with the clothes that had managed to avoid the three disposal bags, just as we were finishing collecting the last of Emma's clothes from my room she stopped me and said, "Mum, I want to say thank-you to Jack for spending all day here making my birthday present from John so special and I want to say it in a very special way! Oh and I want to say thanks to John too of course!" I told her that I thought that was very thoughtful of her to want to thank both John and Jack but I didn't understand how she could make one thank-you more special than another, she blushed, then said, "Well it's Friday right?" I nodded, "You make John feel very special on Fridays don't you?" Again I nodded, "Well I want to try and make Jack feel as special as you make John feel!" I asked her if she understood what she was saying and she nodded her head to show that she did. As she was about to leave my bedroom she said, "Do you think that Jack would like a nice bath when he finishes painting in my bedroom?"

Jack accepted Emma's offer of a bath and while she ran the bath for him he went to his van to find his old football strip to change into after his bath, after Jack got in the bath Emma went into the bathroom, she passed his dirty clothes to me and started to wash Jock's back, I took Jack's clothes down to the washing machine to wash them, John came into me and said, "You know that Emma is offering herself to Jack don't you?" I nodded my head, "She told me earlier that she wanted too, that's if he wants to of course!" John thought for a moment, "I don't think Jack has had sex in a while, if he gets on Emma he might forget himself and hurt her!" I asked John what he was suggesting, "You could take the edge off of Jack's appetite, let him fuck you while Emma watches, then while Jack gets his breath back I'll take Emma down to the kitchen and make sure she still wants to go through with it." "You just want me to let Jack fuck me so that you can watch and you're using Emma as an excuse!" John smiled, "Maybe yes, maybe no but you know Emma wants it now, if you don't help her here today, she'll just slip off with some boy from school and do it on the park, in a shed or in someone's car, better here and with someone I know and trust, don't you think?" The logic was totally irrational, it didn't stack up at all but John did have a point, I had noticed that Emma was moving more and more from a little girl and into a sexually aware young woman, I just nodded my head, John passed me a bath-towel, you should take this up or Jack will end up in the bath all night.

I walked into the bathroom with the bath-towel, Emma had removed her home-made crop top and her under sized skirt, she was standing in the bathroom in just the silly little, flat triangle, pieces of the bra and the incredibly insubstantial triangle that made up her new birthday thong, that didn't shock me as much as seeing my little girl with her hand wrapped around Jack's rock hard cock under the water, she was giving him a very slow hand job, watching what was happening closely and with total concentration. I handed Jack the towel and left as he stood up and wrapped the towel around his body.

John and Jack had a hurried conversation and then Jack came over to me and took my hand, he led me into my bedroom and on to my bed, he started to undress me just as John brought Emma into the room, John sat cross-legged on the side of the bed and pulled Emma onto his lap, I was quickly stripped naked and Jack dropped the towel that was covering him, John had taken Emma's bra off and then slipped the thong from her bottom, as Jack eased himself on top of me and slipped his cock into my pussy he went to kiss me but I turned my head away, I didn't mind him fucking me, that was just an animal thing, I didn't want him to make love to me, that was far too personal, now that my head was turned toward Emma and John, I noticed that John was massaging between her legs, he wasn't finger-fucking her, just massaging her labia and occasionally allowing his finger to pass over her clitoris, there was a shine between Emma's legs, John was using some of the gel that he used when he tried to fuck my bum, 'Super Silk, Super Slick', the package had a capital 'S' with a number four super imposed in its center. I knew that Emma had recently developed an interest in sex recently but I believed that she was too young to actually understand sex or to get anything from it but I was wrong, I watched in amasement as Emma began to breath heavily, I started a climax just as Emma did, mine was lots of violent bodily convulsions with lots of noise while Emma's was just a lot of heavy breathing and her body seemed to vibrate as her tiny muscles convulsed.

Jack wasn't particularly interested in my pleasure to be honest, I was just a way of taking the edge off of his more animalistic desires, taking first blood as it were so that he could be more gentle with Emma when she gave him her most prized possession, her virginity. I felt the heat of his seed as it flooded through my bowels; he hardly showed any signs that he had climaxed, I only knew he had because of the flooding in my womb. John suggested a drink, give Jack a little time to regain his composure, he passed Emma over to Jack, and Jack and Emma began to kiss and cuddle, John took me down to the kitchen to help him with the drinks, by the time we returned Jack was back to full erection and Emma was kneeling in front of him with her small mouth stretched over the crown of Jack's cock-head. John put the drinks he was holding down and knelt behind Emma, he lifted her so that he could get his mouth to her pussy and he began to lick her from behind. Emma suddenly shot to a new climax, she was almost choking on Jack's cock she had gotten so excited, she was trying to work too fast on his cock. "OK, she's ready, just take it easy!" John said, John moved over to me and began to lick between my legs, eating the sperm left in me by his best friend, Jack pulled Emma over and on to her back, then he covered her tiny body with his, by comparison, huge one, his cock-head was at the entrance of her vagina in a flash, he was pushing hard, trying to invade her tight body. Emma was scooting along the bed under the force, she looked ofver towards John and I with pleading in her eyes, she was worried that I would lose my courage and tell Jack to stop, Jack placed his hands either side of her head, allowing her shoulders to press against his wrists, John left me momentarily, he reached between Jack and Emma, I watched as John used his fingers either side of Emma's labia to pull her open, Jack suddenly slipped down, an inch of his cock-head jumped into Emma's body, her back arched off of the mattress and she screamed out in pain, Jack held himself back, he looked at me with a worried expression on his face, now it was his turn to expect me to stop the game he and Emma were playing. Emma whimpered in great pain, "Please, please don't stop, do it now, do it all, please!" The last please was drawn out in a sob, there were tears in her eyes, I really did think it was time to call a halt, John pulled his hands out from between the two lovers and pushed all of his weight down on Jack's bottom, forcing Jack all the way in, right up to his balls. Emma once again screamed out in pain but even through the tears and sobbing there was a smile on her face.

John took my mind off of Emma by filling my pussy with his cock, he was throwing himself into me with all of his body weight, forcing himself ball deep inside me. Jack's climax came lot faster than either John's or mine, Emma had all but passed out with the pain, I had missed seeing if Jack had managed to get her to a climax with his cock in her pussy but as he pulled out of her I could see that he had left a major deposit in her pussy bank, more worryingly though, Jack's cock was bright red from Emma's maiden head blood. John was still fucking me hard and he panted out, "Give mum her blood!" Jack moved his position, he knelt at the side of my head and John turned my head to face Jack's cock, Jack forced his cock into my mouth and John told me to clean all of Emma's blood form Jack's cock, I was made to lick all around Jack's balls too as I started an earth rending climax, then John turned my head so that I was looking straight up, then Jack lifted Emma under her arms and lowered her onto my face, forcing her bright red pussy onto my mouth and I was forced to clean my daughter out too.

Jack didn't exactly become Emma's lover after that first time, he did come around often with John, sometimes they double ended me, Jack's cock felt a hundred times better in my ass than John's, simply because of the size, sometimes he went with Emma into her room and they had sex. Emma also asked if John could do her from time to time, like when I was on my periods and didn't want sex, she also learned that Tom would be very grateful to her and do things for her round the house if she went to him in his room from time to time to take the edge off of his frustrations, that alone saved me a fortune in boxes of tissues in Tom's room as he almost gave up masturbating now that his sister was acting as his personal cum dump.