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First Published: 30 January 2022

Already seen Confidence boost part 4, click here to read part 1 and here to read part 2 and here to read part 3

Confidence boost Part 4
by Isabella

Story Codes: M/f, m/f, mm/f, m/F, Anal, Underage, Inter racial, Public sex

While I was getting ready for bed, my dad was telling my mum all about the new owner of Mill Farm as well as its change of name and the fact that Alexander was trying to close the footpath to the lake, I managed to be in a position to see my father's face when he mentioned Alexander's dog and how I'd been knocked to the floor by Stanley as it tried to mount me, dad said, "The dog seems to have been specially trained..." he raised his eyebrows twice. "...if you know what I mean! Alexander told me that the dog just hadn't been socialised with people or other dogs because it had been used for breeding at an illegal puppy farm but if that was the case, the dog would have been trying to bite Sarah, not screw her."

Mum looked over at me as dad told her that the dog had tried to mount me, there was a slight reddening of her cheeks but there was also a smile crossing her lips.

When I reached my bedroom I pulled a nighty out of my drawer but a pair of knickers were tangled in the arm hole of the nighty from when they were washed and dried together, the logo embroidered across the front of the knickers was, 'Be My Christmas Princess', the knickers weren't as sexy as the ones that my mother usually wore but they were far sexier than one would expect a thirteen year old girl to wear. They had been a Christmas present and the package they came in just had, 'To Sarah...with all my love?' on the card, written in quite an immature hand and glued to the ribbon holding it closed. I had worn the knickers only three times in the last six months but they had been in the wash with my nighty the last time they were washed. The nighty was an extremely thin, lightweight nylon one and the knickers were soft poli-cotton, as I pulled the two garments apart, there was a loud crack and I was electrocuted to death by static electricity.

I cursed at the knickers and threw them into my underwear drawer before pulling my nighty on over my head. My daydream of earlier in the day came back to me as I tried to fall asleep. I had sucked my first ever cock and rather than it being the cock of a boy close to my own age, I'd allowed a married man to stick his dick in my mouth and if I were being honest with myself, I really liked doing it a lot. I had very little chance of any love action in the last four days before Christmas but I did have a hope of a replay with my married friend the Monday after Christmas, it was a recognised bank holiday, even though Saturday was Boxing day so I'd already prepared myself for a little disappointment but there would be another chance, I was still off school the Monday after New Year's Day and everyone would be back at work by then...well, except school teachers, they would be off for two more days, so my plan was to go back into town on the twenty-eighth of December as well as the fourth of January to see if we could hook up again.

'"He'll expect to fuck you the next time he sees you...you know that, he won't believe that it's your fertile time again...and anyway, he might have a condom in his wallet the next time he sees you!'

The little voice disturbed me a little, almost woke me up from my daydream but something else came along out of the blue before the twenty-eighth. It was Christmas morning, dad was in the kitchen making breakfast and mum and I were in the living room, I was all set to imitate a 'Tasmanian Devil', turn the wrapping paper surrounding my pile of presents into confetti in ten seconds flat but mum stopped me, "Now that you're thirteen, I expect you to thank everyone who has bought you a present and I've bought you a pad of notes for you to write that thank you note to them."

So now I had my mother's restraining hand on my shoulder, I opened the first box carefully, a large box from my mother and father, "Thanks mum...do I have to write you a thank you note as well?"

"No...and actually your father chose that present so he needs the thanks for that one."

And that's how I went through all of my gifts, mum made a note of what presents I'd received and who had sent it to me until we reached the final gift, the last and smallest package that I opened.

It looked like a small triangle of white cotton with 'Be My Christmas Princess embroidered diagonally across it.

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Mum said, "Who is that handkerchief from darling?"

Mum was writing 'Handkerchief' on her pad, I cleared my throat to get her attention, "Erm...not a handkerchief mummy dear, it's pretending to be a pair of knickers." I held the gift up and showed her the narrow waistband and even narrower back strap.

"There's no name on the gift tag, it just says 'To Sarah...with all my love' from a question mark!"

Mum reached out and held them in her hands, "If they were a little thinner, I'd wear them...do they fit you?"

"Erm mum, how would I know, I've only just unwrapped them!"

"Well, try them on then."

I was only wearing my heavy winter nighty and nothing else under it...I looked at the doorway into the kitchen where my father was working on breakfast, mum chivvied me on so I bent forward, lifted my left foot and stepped into the new knickers, I wriggled them up under my nighty, "It feels like they are about right, perhaps a little on the loose side!"

"Let me see."

I looked at the kitchen door again and lifted the front of my nighty, mum tugged at the waistband, "They feel about perfect to me, look okay too...if you don't like them, I'd wear them."

I shrugged my shoulders, I didn't own anything so adult in my wardrobe and what thirteen year old girl wouldn't jump at something so sexy but I didn't want to appear too eager to my mother. The kitchen door handle started to turn and I dropped the front of my nighty.

Dad walked into the living room, "I can't believe it, the School Lane site was broken into last night, who burgles a building site on Christmas Eve?"

Mum said, "One day's much the same as another to a crack head darling...hey...can you remember who gave Sarah the small blue wrapped Christmas present?"

"Who would wrap a gift to a thirteen year old girl in blue paper?"

Mum smiled, "A man darling...at a guess, a man."

"Probably...a man who didn't have you around to put him straight on such things...why?"

"Whoever it was bought Sarah a lovely pair of knickers."

"Really...I suppose that it could have been my brother Dan, that's the sort of thing he'd be likely to do."

"Your brother gave her a DVD, I can't imagine him getting her two presents."

My dad looked thoughtful for a moment, "What about the gift tag, I might recognise the handwriting."

I passed the gift tag over to my father, he looked at the writing, "Has your Cousin Richard ever given you a Christmas present before?"

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I shook my head, I had no idea who gave me presents in the past, I just ripped all the paper off of everything without even looking, "I don't think so...why?"

"The handwriting looks a little juvenile and I doubt that a girl would buy you knickers...well, not sexy knickers, not unless you're attracting the wrong type of girl at school!"

Mum nudged me in the back, "Show your father your new knickers darling!"

I was a little shocked at the time, and even now, six months later my memory was so shocked that it turned into a slow motion feed, I remembered thinking at the time that my dad had often seen me in my bra and panties and it was never a big deal, even though I was really shy back then but the knickers that I was wearing at that moment were a different order of magnitude to the knickers that I wore to school. Mum chivvied me on again and I lifted my nighty to above my waist so that he could see the triangular front with the pretty embroidery.

Slow motion feed was great, I hadn't really spotted it at the time, my heart was beating so fast that I had been distracted a little but as I showed my father my present in place as it were, he'd been fiddling with his phone, mum grabbed my arm and turned me so that my back was toward him, he hadn't seen that much of my bare arse since I was about six years old, my dad said, "Not bad, I've seen much worse, how do they feel on you darling?"

I looked over my shoulder and said, "It feels a little weird back there..." There was a glitch in my video replay, everything stopped momentarily and I caught sight of my father's telephone screen, it looked like a solid picture of my bum on his screen as if he was videoing me. The glitch ended, "...it feels like someone's stolen all the back part of the knickers."

In real life, there had been no gap in my comment, just during my video replay.

I stopped that memory and my little inner voice whispered...so as not to disturb my sleep too much, 'I'll bet that dad videoed you showing him those knickers and sent the video to whoever bought the knickers, probably Uncle Dan or Cousin Richard, or both!'

I moved forward in time by three days, I left home at nine o'clock in the morning and walked into town, it was particularly cold on the Monday after Christmas, I'd stolen my mum's scarlet velour dress again but hadn't put on my thick tights this time, I was wearing the thong that my mystery friend had bought for me and didn't want to hide them if I bumped into my married lover again but half way across the park I realised that my arse was freezing cold.

I walked up and down an almost deserted town centre for close to two hours hoping to spot him, getting colder and colder before giving up and returning home for lunch.

For the next seven days I was pacing up and down my bedroom like a wild animal kept in a cage that was too small for it, I was beginning to wish that I was back at school, at least I'd have access to fifteen boys in my class, sixteen boys in my years beta class and there were younger boys as well in the classes belonging to the years below mine.

I was still on holiday on the eleventh of January and the town was back up and running at full pace, I almost ran to the town centre, I was wearing my mother's old scarlet dress again but this time I was wearing my normal knickers and thick woollen tights, rather than my Christmas Princess thong and a bare arse.

My third Monday in town was almost as disappointing as my second...there were a lot of men walking between the shops and the shops and the car park, I didn't get lucky but I did get quite a few admiring glances from men and a few cat calls from passing white van men. I spent three hours parading up and down and even without the actual sexual element I didn't get bored one little bit.

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When school started again after the Christmas break I settled into a new regime with the boys that I fancied at school, I wasn't going through boys quite so quickly now that I was prepared to rub their cock's for them and I even managed to get enough privacy to suck one or two of the boys in my year at school, even though they weren't a patch on the first man I gave a blow-job to.

I did an eleven week fast forward in my bedroom movie theatre to the first of April, the last day of our Spring Term at school and the next thing of note in my young life. Our nearest town had an annual Easter Fair every year and because Friday was a religious holiday as well as an official Bank Holiday, the fun fair had to set up on the Thursday before Easter and they had to stop in the town until the Tuesday after Easter before they could decamp.

I was in my maths classroom at three minutes to twelve, we had three tunnels, Tom, Dick and Harry, Tom came up just outside the maths classroom, so that would be my natural choice. Our guard took her eye off the ball, her head disappeared into her shoulder bag, we were all sure that she had a hip flask of brandy in her bag and she had developed her technique to get her nip of Brandy without any of us noticing, I made my break, lifted the trapdoor and dropped below ground...silently.

I was on my back on the trolley, pulling myself under the ablutions block, the staff car park and the small grass median before the wire. I rolled off of the trolley and used the hammer left by the digging team, two taps on the track was the signal and the trolley zipped back to the maths block to be used by the next escapee. I broke ground calmly, I could see students leaving Dick and Harry, they were like feral animals running wildly towards their individual homes...I assumed the mantle of a local peasant school girl, walking calmly past the watchtowers around our school towards the town centre so as to avoid the suspicions of the guards. I didn't need to run straight home as soon as I escaped, my parents wouldn't be home until six o'clock in the evening.

I knew that I was dressed all wrong and it was the wrong day of the week but I still did my usual walk...not wearing my mother's old scarlet dress but a navy skirt, white cotton shirt and striped school tie. Wearing my school uniform made me invisible to men, a great number of men who had smiled and winked at me while wearing my mother's old dress now didn't even look in my direction. I kicked a stone down the footpath to the car park, the stone hit the fire escape niche where I'd sucked my first cock just before last Christmas, the stone made an echo from the sunken doorway and there was suddenly fairground music drifting up from the town's car park that competed with the echo.

I walked down to the car park, the funfair was being built on half of the car park, the centrepiece of the fair was a large dodgem track, ten gipsiess...sorry, 'Showmen' or 'Carnies'...were just finishing the construction and nine of them were moving on to the next ride, leaving one man to test that the dodgem cars were all working.

I stopped walking a few feet away from the steps leading up to the dodgem track, he was looking down at me with hunger in his eyes, he smiled at me and winked his eye and then he looked all around to see if anyone else was around, watching us, I saw him smile and then he said, "Would you like to help me test the dodgem track darling?"

I thought 'Why not!' The cost of one ride on the dodgem cars was at least four pounds...two pounds per person, single rider pays double.

I walked up the steps to the wooden walkway around the car deck, he pointed to car number twelve, "Use that car, I need you to drive up and down on every one of the metal plates to make sure that the connections have all been connected properly."

He turned the power on in the little control room hanging off of the end of the ride, I looked everywhere for the reverse gear but there wasn't one, I kept bumping into the safety wall that stopped the dodgem cars sailing off of the end of the track and ending up in the car park beyond. He was suddenly looking over my shoulder, he was standing on the rear bumper and holding onto the power pole with his left hand while he reached over to the steering wheel, his hand on top of mine and he got me to turn the wheel all the way to the right, as far as it would go. The car started to go backwards, the back of the car swinging to the left.

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He kept telling me where to go so that the car drove over every one of the steel plates that made up the roadway for the dodgem cars. After I'd driven the car with his help over every single joint in the floor, he jumped off the back of the car as we passed the control room and he told me to park the car where I had picked it up from.

As I drove to the opposite end of the line of parked dodgems the car started to slow down on its own, I was still stamping on the peddle to make it go faster but there just wasn't the power in the roof and in the end I crawled up to the wall and stopped with a gentle kiss of the front bumper against the low wall.

I pulled myself out of the car, the gipsy had stepped out of the control room and was standing at the side of it, he looked at me. Grinned at me and then he looked down at the truck that had the generator in it, there was a caravan parked across the front of the generator truck, so close up that it would be a tight squeeze to get through the gap. He made a gesture with his head and without looking back, he took the steps down into the car park, two steps at a time and I walked slowly towards the control room, I saw him squeeze between the front of the truck and the caravan, still without a single look back.

I took the steps at a more cautious one step at a time and I stepped between the vehicles without having too much of a squeeze, he had his back to me, his upper body bent forward a little and from the movement of his right arm, he was masturbating himself.

He looked over his shoulder, smiled at me and turned so that he was side on to me, his cock in his right hand and rubbing it fast and furiously, "I was imagining your beautiful tits as I wanked, how about you showing them to me to help me out a little baby!"

I was a little shocked, in the past, when I was trying to make men interested in me, I'd always tried my best to look older than I actually was, this man knew from my uniform that I was a middle school girl, knew that I was under fifteen years old and he was still interested in me sexually.

He made that head gesture again, indicating that he wanted me to move closer to him, "Come on baby, show me your tits."

I looked behind me, I could still see the control room for the dodgems ride, I took one step closer to him and unfastened my school tie. He smiled at me again and gestured for me to work faster. I started popping the buttons down the front of my shirt, checked over my shoulder again, I was now out of sight of anyone who happened to be up on the ride above us. I pulled the bottom of my shirt out of the waistband of my skirt and pushed the sides behind my back, proudly displaying my bra covered breasts to him.

"Take your shirt off..." He patted the massive red bumper on the truck, "...you can put it on the front bumper of the truck, here!"

I looked at my cuffs, this shirt had bigger cuffs than most so I wouldn't need to unfasten them before taking them off. I wriggled my shoulders out of my shirt and laid it over the trucks bumper.

"Your bra as well please darling!"

I struggled to unfasten my bra with him watching me and in the tight confines of the truck and caravan.

"You have wonderfully massive breasts for a girl of your age...how old are you by the way?"

I suddenly had a recurrence of my former shyness and I wrapped my arms across my breasts, the thing that seemed wrong to me was that he was revelling in how young I was. I'd stopped moving closer to him now, he lurched forward and grabbed me, pulling me into a kiss. As he kissed me, his right hand was palpating my left breast and his left hand was stroking down over my right hip until it slipped off of my skirt and onto my leg. He rubbed the bare skin just above my knee and he pushed his tongue against my lips.

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In the past, when boys pushed their tongues into my mouth, I just let them, I stood there passively with their tongues wiggling in my mouth...I'd recently come into a little information while Kelly at school was teaching her group of friends what the French kiss was all about, I'd been pretending to read a book about ten feet away from Kelly and her friends when she said, "If a man pushes his tongue into your mouth, try sucking his tongue as if it were a cock, that will tell him that you are interested in sucking his cock!"

Dawn Rouse said, "What if we're not interested in sucking his cock?"

"Don't be stupid Dawn...of course you want to suck his cock, well, until you take the next step and start having sex with him!"

There was a little ribald banter between the group and Dawn and she ended up walking over to sit at my side, "Sarah, do you suck boy's cocks?"

I looked up from my book, "Erm...what did you say?"

Dawn looked frustrated with my response, she sighed and in that sigh came, "No, of course you don't...you'll be the last girl in our school to interest a boy!"

I returned to my book and smiled, 'If only Dawn knew what you get up to with boys over the park...and that man just before Christmas, it would make her hair curl!'

My inner voice asked me the question, 'Well, do you want to suck his cock?'

I thought, 'Of course I do!'

'Well then, suck his tongue like you would suck a cock, see if Kelly was right or just a fantasist!'

I started to suck his tongue the way I would suck a cock, I felt his lips curl into a smile and his left hand moved from stroking the outside of my right thigh and he started pushing my legs apart as his hand slid upwards towards my knickers. I let him pull them part way down before I spat his tongue out of my mouth and whispered, "I'm still a virgin!"

My comment wiped the smile off of his face, he seemed to shrug his shoulders, he stopped hunting for my beaver and his left hand moved from between my legs to on top of my right shoulder. He pushed me down onto my knees in front of him.

I took his cock into my mouth and started working on it...I used all the tricks that I'd learnt over the past few months that got boys off fastest. I wanted to work his cock shaft with my hand while sucking the head of his cock but he wanted to go deeper, as deep as his cock would go, my top lip crashed into his pubic hair and my chin hit his balls, he was disappointed that even though he was all the way in my mouth, I wasn't actually gagging on it.

Without my hands in play, sucking him to completion would take far longer than I'd like to be in such a vulnerable position and I was proved right, a voice from the direction of the dodgem ride called out, "Mick...are you skiving off again, we need you on the waltzer ride."

I heard a grunt and suddenly we weren't alone in the small space between the generator lorry and the caravan, "Hello Mick...what do we have here then, a sexy little school girl working on your cock with her mouth."

He squatted at my side and lifted the front of my skirt and found my knickers were half way down, he put the flat of his hand on my stomach, stroked down between my legs and tried to force his hand between my legs, "Why aren't you fucking her properly Michael?"

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"She's a virgin boss!"

"Well, what has that got to do with anything, we've never let a girl's virginity stop us fucking her before!"

"I remember back to Oxford when we gangbanged that fourteen year old virgin and her parents spotted the blood and semen running down her inner thighs when they saw her walking out of the funfair site...we were lucky that the girl refused to tell the police what happened to her...we can't afford that kind of attention from the police again."

Mick's boss let go of my pussy and he stood up at my side, he opened his trousers and patted my right shoulder, I flicked my eyes over to him and took his cock in my right hand and started to wank him off with one hand while I was sucking Mick's cock, still trying to get Mick off with my mouth alone.

After five minutes, Mick's boss turned my face away from Mick's cock, so now I was sucking the boss and started wanking Mick with my left hand. There were two more swaps, I came close to getting the boss off using my hand and my mouth together but in the end, I just used my hand when they were ready to cum. I was still kneeling on the floor and they were both standing close together in front of me and when they were finally ready to shoot off together, I was told to open my mouth and that was their target when they finally let their spunk fly. They weren't particularly good shots though, some did go in my mouth but more went over my nose, in my eye sockets, over my hair and down over my bare breasts.

Mick's boss took his mobile phone out of his pocket and snapped a photograph of me kneeling there on the tarmac with the spunk of two men running down my face and dripping over my breasts. He said, if you come back at eight o'clock tonight, we'll give you a few free rides on the dodgems and waltzers and then me and Mick here will take you to his caravan and get rid of your virginity for you...just remember to bring clean knickers and a sanitary towel or tampon for after we've fucked you!"

They walked off together slapping each other on the back as they headed for the rest of the showmen building up the waltzer ride. I didn't bother cleaning myself up too much, just a quick wipe over my face with a tissue and pulled my shirt on over my wet tits. I dropped my bra into my school bag and pulled my knickers up and ran for it, as I scrambled over the dodgem ride. I saw three of the younger showmen rushing in the direction of the generator truck, Mick and his boss had obviously told their friends that I'd still be trying to clean their mess off of my body and would still be available for them to use.

I actually had to run like hell to get back into the shopping street and get away from the three young showmen chasing after me.

When I reached the dress shop that had the lingerie display over Christmas, I started giggling manically, looking after the orgasms of two adult men with my hands and my mouth had been the highlight of my four months or so of sexual experimenting. I'd told Mick that I was a virgin just as a warning really because of the mess that I knew could happen when a girl lost her virginity, not to stop him doing me...I really had felt ready to lose it by then.

Fortunately my parents still weren't home when I got there so there were no awkward questions about the staining on my school shirt. I just threw all of my white clothes and my parents into the washing machine, set it all up ready to come on overnight when the electricity was cheaper.

Dad was a little excited because he'd seen the fair being constructed, I asked, "What time were you there?"

"I was driving past at about one o'clock!"

'Shit, he was driving past at the same time that I was stripping off for Mick between the caravan and generator truck!'

"But you didn't stop?"

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"I actually did, I noticed that they were cooking burgers and hotdogs at one of the concession stands and I bought a burger and a coffee for my lunch."

"You mean the stall by the dodgem track?"

"That's the one...were you there too darling?"

"I was a bit later than you I think, they were testing the waltzers when I was walking past."

"Oh yes, I sat on the dodgem's steps while I ate my burger watching the men building the waltzer ride...one of them walked past me shouting for one of his men who was skiving off!"

It gave me a massive shudder realising that my father was just a few feet away from me as I knelt on the tarmac sucking Micks cock and he was still there when Mick's boss came over and joined in with me and Mick.

"We'll have to go to the fair tonight because it's Tina's wedding tomorrow and I have no idea what time that will finish so we might not get the chance to go to the fair tomorrow."

We ate a quick dinner and I put a party frock on, a clean bra and knickers. I actually did put a sanitary towel in my shoulder bag, just in case but, while I might have let Mick fuck me if he had taken his opportunity in front of the generator truck, I didn't want both Mick and his boss to do me at the same time.

I saw Mick taking money from the riders on the dodgems and I saw his boss doing the same on the waltzers, Dad said, "Want to ride the dodgems with me Sarah?"

I shook my head, I didn't want Mick to recognise me, especially not with my father around...his boss still had a picture of me on his telephone while I was on my knees, topless and covered on a gallon of spunk...and the threat of using that picture would be too much of a lever against me to give the two men sex...two men or more men possibly, they did after all send three more men over to have a little fun with me once they'd had their fun with me.

Dad was one step from the walkway around the dodgem track, "Come on Sarah, there's an empty car over here...Sarah..." I was holding back, I really didn't want to face Mick, especially the way that I was dressed, I'd actually dressed to attract boys, spent time on my makeup, styled my hair, I didn't want Mick to think that I'd gone to all that work for him, "...Sarah...Sarah darling!"

I realised that the music had gone, all the bright flashing lights were out, my eyes were closed...I wasn't at the funfair at all, it was all in my dreams, "Sarah, sorry...Richard's here...shall I tell him to watch a little TV until you are ready to get up?"

I looked over at my clock, "Dad...bleeding hell, it's only half past six!"

"Sorry, I thought that you were awake, it sounded like you were talking on your phone."

"I was just having a bad dream."

My room had been like an oven last night when I went to bed, I looked down my body, I had started out the night with a single sheet covering my body and my lightest nighty with no underwear under it...now, my sheet is on the floor and my nighty was up over my hips...in my dream, I'd been so turned on that I'd been masturbating even in my sleep, legs wide apart. I pushed my nighty down to cover my pussy before looking towards my father, he looked disappointed that I'd covered up, "I'll tell Richard to wait down in the living room until you're ready to wake up darling!"

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"No, send him up, we've shared a single bed before, he can have a nap with me for an hour or two."

Dad left me and went down to tell Richard to come up to my bedroom and I pulled my sheet off of the floor to cover myself up again.

Richard stood for five minutes looking at me from my bedroom door, he hadn't made a sound so I was a little surprised when I looked at my bedroom door to find him standing there with a stupid grin on his face, "Come on you lunatic, get undressed and get in here with me!"

I turned my back on him and moved so that he had space to get into bed behind me, it took him a few minutes to undress and get in behind me. He kissed the back of my neck and his hand slid over the outside of my hip, uncovering it and stroking his hand over my lower body. I put my hand over his to stop it moving, "I'd like at least thirty more minutes sleep, then we can play, just be patient."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to try and help me back to sleep, my eyes shot open again after a second, there was something hot trying to squeeze between my bum cheeks. I pushed him off of me, "Fucking hell Richard, can't you wait just thirty minutes?"

"I'm sorry but I've been hard for over twelve hours, ever since my dad got the call from your dad to tell me to come over here today if I wanted to...erm...keep you company today. My dad was really pissed that he had to go to work today."

I pushed him away from my back to get his cock away from my bum hole. I rolled onto my back and pulled my nighty off over my head, kicked the sheet off and opened my legs, "Come on, get it out of your system as quickly as you can, I might be able to get a little sleep after you've emptied your balls!"

He rolled on top of me and began fucking me fast, I was surprised that I got an orgasm out of the act before he fired off in my nelly but it was an nice little bonus.

"Now, just settle down and let me try to get a little sleep, look, it's still only seven forty-five!"

There was a knock at the front door at eight o'clock, I'd only just managed to get to sleep and here I was woken up again so I wasn't in the best of moods. I pushed Richard's arm off of my stomach and stomped over to my bedroom window in the nude. The window was wide open because it had been such a hot night, I carefully peeled the curtain back and looked down at the front door. Duncan was pacing up and down in front of the door, I turned to Richard, "How would you fancy sharing me with Duncan from the farm at the end of the village?"

"How old is he?"

"He's the same age as you, I took his virginity yesterday...he might be going to your school at the end of the holiday!"

"My school...don't you mean our school?"

"Well, I've been offered one of the places that were handed back by kids that didn't want to travel to Kettering every day...mum got the text message yesterday by their clearing committee, I have to go and see the school on Monday and let them know if I want to go there but you know my dad, I'll be going there even if I hate the school!"

Richard looked very disappointed at the news that I wouldn't be going to school with him next term but then he smiled, "I do like to watch people fucking and to be watched while I'm fucking so tell him to come up!"

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I turned back to the window, "Duncan, the back door is open, go around the back and come up!"

I looked at my bed, it had been a squeeze to get me and Richard in the single bed, "We'll have to move into my parent's bed!"

Richard nodded his head in agreement.

There was the sound of distant thunder as Duncan ran through the kitchen and up the stairs, Richard and I were just leaving my bedroom on our way to my parent's room as Duncan turned the stairs on the middle landing to run up to us. When he saw Richard he looked a little uncertain, "Richard, this is my friend Duncan...Duncan, this is my Cousin Richard...we're moving to get a bigger bed to play in.

Okay, there is just one minor problem when going to bed with two horney sixteen year old boys...how do you pick who goes first without upsetting the other, "You boys better play 'Rock, Paper, scissors' to see who's going to use my fanny first!"

I just lay on my parent's bed and watched Richard and Duncan play the best of five rock, paper, scissors games, Duncan won three games to two and he took up position between my legs and started bouncing like mad on top of me. I pressed down on his bum, "You don't have to go mad this time, your dad isn't going to catch us, we've got all day to play!"

Duncan slowed down and went to kiss me but I shook him off, I took Richard's cock in my mouth and started sucking him. after a minute, I pulled my mouth off of Richard's cock, "Duncan...did you ever suck the other boy's cocks when you were going to those all boy schools?"

There was a slight reddening of his cheeks, he looked really shocked that I'd asked the question but eventually he forgave me and nodded his head...I guess it is easy to forgive a girl anything when your cock is buried deep in her pussy.

"Did you like doing it?"

He relaxed a little, shrugged his shoulders and then he nodded his head.

"Would you like to give Richard a little suck?"

He definitely blushed this time but didn't say yes or no.

"Come on Duncan, I'd love to see a boy doing it to another boy and you and Richard might be going to the same school next term, you could keep each other happy now that I'm not going to be there for you two to play with!"

I turned Richard so that his cock was right in Duncan's face, Duncan took Richard's cock in his mouth and started sucking him greedily.

I watched for a few minutes and then I pulled Richard away from Duncan's mouth and sucked him again myself for two minutes.

"Did you ever let any of the older boys fuck your arse at School Duncan?"

He nodded his head again.

"Did you ever do any of the other boys up their bums?"

He shook his head.

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"Oh...so you were always Martha and never Arthur then, did you ever want to try bumming a boy?"

He shook his head this time.

I patted his bottom, Come on Duncan, concentrate, it's time to change partners so get on your bike and peddle harder!"

It still took Duncan five more minutes to empty his balls into my pussy, I used the bathroom to empty two semen deposits as well as my bladder and then I went back for Richard to have his turn on top of me...Richard was trying to take aim at totally the wrong target and I had to stop him again, "What is it with my bum hole Richard...why are you trying to fuck me up the dark hole?"

"I saw your...erm, someone taking a black cock up her bum and I fancy trying it myself next!"

"Well, I'm not interested in anal sex, if you want to get it out of your system, see if Duncan will let you have his bum later while I take a mid morning nap."

Richard looked over at Duncan as he reset his targeting system, Duncan actually looked quite excited at the prospect of having another boy bum him later on in the game.

I let the boys take turns at fucking me until ten o'clock, if I left it up to them, they would have just taken turns fucking me all day long but I had to stop things, I still needed more sleep and I was mindful that I could get very sore in my pussy if I let them fuck me too much so at ten o'clock I called a break and told the boys to look after themselves for ninety minutes while I took a nap. I went into the bathroom to wash all of the boy's spunk out of my cunt, dried myself off and went to my own bedroom and bed for my little nap.

I don't know what the boys got up to in the ninety minutes that I slept on my own in my bed but when I woke up, both Richard and Duncan were in the bath together, cuddling in the warm water.

After lunch we traded blows again on the battlefield in my parent's bedroom, both boys wanted to fuck my bum but I restricted them to my cunt and mouth and almost any other crevice or fold of my body that they wanted to rub their cocks against except that one dark spot that both boys wanted to stick their cocks in.

We were all three of us still in my parent's bed when my mother turned up early from work and walked in on us mid fuck. I thought that she would have been angry to find the three of us messing about in her bed but she wasn't at all. When she actually walked in on us I was being screwed in my pussy by Richard and was sucking Duncan off, the thing that she was angry about was that I was bogarting two boys when there wasn't one left for her.

She asked Duncan if he'd like a little fun with her...it wasn't said that she had already had the pleasure of Richard and would like to try Duncan out but it didn't need to be said as I'd seen the video that had been taken at the time that Richard took her.

As Richard fucked me I watched my mother and Duncan, standing at the side of the bed, kissing and cuddling as he undressed her in preparation to start fucking her.

Once naked, mum knelt in front of Duncan and gave his cock a little suck to get him geared up for sex. When they were ready to start fucking, mum went to the drawer on her side of the bed, that drawer had a ton of sex toys in it as well as a large box of condoms.

As my mother rolled a condom down Duncan's cock, she looked over at me, "I can't believe how you've become so greedy Sarah, first you were bogarting all of the boys and now, you're monopolising all of my bed!"

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I managed to shuffle over to my left, even with Richard on top of me, he only had to stop fucking me for a moment but didn't let his cock slip out of me as I moved both of us over to give my mother and Duncan space on the right hand side of the bed.

Duncan started banging my mother and she seemed to reach her orgasm reasonably quickly and as she was rocking through her climax, Duncan said, "Richard said that he's seen you taking a big black cock up your bum...Can I fuck your arse as well?"

She didn't say anything, she just bucked her hips up rapidly, dislodging Duncan from her cunt. Richard was just giving me yet another climax of my own as my mother rolled onto her face and parted her legs, reaching behind herself to part her buttocks for Duncan to slide his condom covered cock up her bum.

"What did you have for lunch darling?"

I was gasping for breath and thought it a strange question for my mother to pose to me while I was rolling through a massive orgasm chain and she was having her bum fucked by a sixteen year old boy.

"I gasped, I...haven't...had...any...lunch!"

"What about the boys, you can't expect them to fuck all day on an empty stomach!"

Richard had just groaned through his own climax and had stopped bouncing up and down on top of me so my own string of linked orgasms had come to an end and I could talk without gasping for air, "Mum, this wasn't a catered orgy, just a little light exercise and entertainment!"

After Duncan filled his condom up my mother's bottom he asked me if he could fuck my bum next, he was even willing to wear a condom to fuck my arse if it was the mess that was bothering me.

Mum stopped me answering Duncan by butting in with, "I'm sorry boys but Sarah and I have a lot on this afternoon so I'm going to have to take you both home now so that we can get on!"

Mum wiped between her legs and pulled her dress back on over her head, she told Richard and Duncan to get dressed and asked me if I wanted to go with them while she dropped both boys off at their homes, I went to my bedroom and searched for knickers and a bra to put on but mum told me not to bother with them, just to put my dress on like she had done.

We dropped Duncan off first and as Duncan rolled out of the car, Stanley went crazy and it wasn't because Duncan had just arrived home, he was focussing in on the front seats of my mother's car where me and mum were sitting, both freshly fucked and smelling ripe from sex.

Mum fiddled with the car's radio, turning the front speakers down and the rear speakers up to block out the sound of our talking in the front of the car and then she looked over at Stanley, "Is that Stanley...the dog your father told me about?"

I nodded my head.

"He looks sweet, small and very eager...looks like the perfect dog for a girl to practice with before she meets a monster like Rex!" She looked over at me and raised her eyebrows as she smiled at me.

She needn't have bothered turning the music up in the back of the car, Richard wouldn't have had any idea what she was talking about even if he had heard here, I wouldn't have understood her point if I hadn't already seen her in the video with Rex.

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It was a fifteen minute drive to Richard's house, we dropped him off and as we set off for home, mum turned the radio off, I said, "So...what do we have on this afternoon mummy?"

She looked over at me and smiled, "Well, the first thing is, I have to pack a suitcase for your father, he's got to go to Aberdeen for three days on a management training course."

"That seems like a little bit of a last minute rush mum."

"Well, yes it is darling, Peter Simpson was due to fly up to Aberdeen this evening to join the course as it starts early in the morning but something came up that Peter and Mick Dakin have to deal with tomorrow and the course is costing three thousand pounds and isn't refundable so someone has to go and it will actually put your father firmly at number three in the company so he can't refuse to go!"

"And what exactly came up that was so important?"

"It was me agreeing to spend three nights in a London hotel with the two of them...and taking you with me!"

Well...that definitely got me thinking...

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