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First Published: 18 November 2016

Caught Behind the Youth Club
by Isabella

Story Code: m/f, f/f, M/f, M/F, MM/f, Incest, Father/Daughter, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Bondage, First Time, Underage, Anal

It was my usual routine Friday evening entertainment. Our village had a youth club; it was probably the best one in the county. They had all kinds of things to do, pool, table tennis, darts, skittles and table football. Once a month they held a disco and in the summer they had football on the park behind the youth club building. Now that was all very nice, very entertaining and all that but I was a thirteen year old girl, all I was really interested in were the boys that went to the club.

I was out the back of the youth club building this particular Friday, it was early summer, just turning to dusk and I was 'Talking' to Robin, my lifelong friend and sometimes boyfriend. No one appeared to be about, the disco was in full swing, the noise was deafening even out the back and that's probably why we got caught. I was leaning against the wall, looking out over the park in the building gloom. Robin kissed me and I closed my eyes, he spent five minutes unbuttoning the front of my dress to below my bellybutton, he rubbed my tits through my bra for another five minutes as we kissed and then he started to ease my bra up above my breasts. I stopped him and had a quick look around, Robin didn't let me scan the area for long though, he kissed me again and pulled at the front of my bra once more. I think it was because the last time we were 'Together', I was still totally flat chested and just one year later I had a rack to be proud of and Robin wanted to get a feel of them out in the open before I chickened out totally.

I let Robin ease my bra up under my chin and as we kissed he fondled my breasts. The last dance was announced so it was around eight forty-five and parents would be turning up any minute to pick their kids up so I let Robin step back and look, he pulled the front of my dress right open so that it almost fell from my shoulders, he had his hands under my breasts lifting the weight when there was a sudden flash from the direction of the car park. I didn't think anything of it, the car park was separated from the park by a line of bushes so I let Robin bend his knees and take the nipple of my left breast into his mouth as I cradled and stroked the back of his head. I was quite on edge, I recognised the tune that the DJ had chosen for the final dance track so I knew that the end of the evening was close, that parents would already be gathered around the front door of the building.

There was another flash and the sound of a car engine in the car park; it must have been a flash of headlights through the bush. Robin knew that the time we had left was fast running out and he'd become emboldened by the fact that I'd allowed him to expose me, I'd let him suck, bite, lick and nibble on both nipples freely so, with time running out Robin took that extra step and he let go of my right breast slipped his hand down the front of my dress to the bottom hem and then start the upward journey. I let go of his head and my hand was heading for his to stop him as he was rubbing his fingertips over the front of my panties when there was another flash. This time I was looking straight at the source of the light and it disturbed me a lot.

I pushed Robin away from me, smoothed the front of my dress back down, pulled my bra back in place and buttoned my dress closed as quickly as I could. The third flash had come from a man who was sliding through a hole in the hedgerow between the car park and the park, he had to get several feet closer before I recognised him, "Hi Sarah, have you seen Elle around out here?"

I fought back the embarrassment to say, "I saw her earlier when I was inside the disco!"

"I thought she might be out here as well, she usually copies what you do."

Robin was struggling to keep his back to Elle's father, I'd been busted but so far Robin felt secure, Peter Tyler couldn't possibly know who he was, he'd had his back to Peter all the time so far.

"Is that you Robin?"

"Yes Mr Tyler."

"I guess Elle will be chasing you again now that you're back with Sarah."

Robin went to move in on me again, this time a kiss and his right hand went straight for the bottom of my dress but I stopped him, "My mother will be here by now, I'd better go and meet her."

Robin was lucky that he was fifteen and his parents didn't come to walk him home anymore. I walked from the back of the building and turned the corner just as the side door opened so that the DJ could fetch his van to load his equipment in without walking all the way through the building. I was actually counting on this as my way of making my mother believe that I'd been in the building all evening. I spotted Elle inside talking to a boy that I knew that she fancied so I walked over to her. When the boy saw me he said "Goodnight" to Elle and walked away.

"Did I frighten him off?"

"No...not really, he was itching to get away before you came back in."

"Hey, you didn't tell me that your dad was back." Elle's mum and dad were living apart, her dad was living in the flat above their shop in town, they still seemed to get on together, they still worked together in the shop, they'd just decided not to live together for a while.

"They aren't together, I said that I wouldn't stop in the flat in town because there's nothing to do so if my dad wants to spend any time with me he has to stop overnight at home and when he does my mum goes and stops in the flat."

"That sounds weird!"

"Not really, she gets to spend the weekend with her boyfriend and have fun."

"I didn't know she had..."

"She's had a boyfriend for years. She tries to keep it all hidden from me, mainly because she wants me to put all the blame for their split-up onto my dad when it's really both of their faults."

"Well, your dad's outside waiting for you."

We walked out together arm in arm and outside the door we found Elle's father talking to my mother, my mother looked decidedly uncomfortable and it stopped me in my tracks a little, that little claxon was sounding in my head, you know, that hooter that sounds whenever you spot danger...had Peter Tyler just shown my mother the pictures he'd taken of me and Robin...was that why she was looking so uncomfortable?

Well it was too late to worry about it now, I just took a deep breath, smiled and started walking again. My mother was in a massive hurry to get away from Peter, she almost ripped my arm out of its socket as she dragged me off down the path with Peter calling "Are you sure I can't give you a lift home Victoria?" behind us as we rushed away.

As soon as we were out on the road my mother mumbled, "That man's a dreadful flirt!"

So that's what had upset my mother, Peter Tyler had hit on her while they were waiting for us to get out of youth club. I watched thirty minutes of TV after I got home and then read in bed for thirty minutes before sleeping. I did my usual Saturday morning chore, my first job was to run to the shop and pick up the Saturday newspapers and any magazines that my family had ordered that had come in during the week, I usually collected fresh milk too if we needed any. Elle was in the shop, she wasn't buying anything, she was just waiting for me, her face was bright red and she couldn't look me in the eye. I collected all of our stuff, no money changed hands, my parents had a monthly account, the last Saturday of the month I'd be given a bill and my father would do a credit transfer to the shops owner.

Elle didn't say anything in the shop, she waited until we got outside before she grabbed my arm and stopped me in my tracks, "Sarah, there's no easy way to say this...my dad showed me some pictures he took of you last night outside the youth club."

"I know he took them but why did he show you? Why are you so upset by them? You knew about me and Robin."

"I'm not upset by the pictures, they were quite good, actually you looked like you were having great fun with Robin outside the disco. I'm upset because my dad told me to come here and tell you that if you don't come to my house for a sleepover tonight he'll show your pictures to your mum and dad."

"Okay."

"What do you mean...okay?"

"I'll come to your house for a sleepover tonight, won't be the first time will it?"

"No...but my dad is going to make a move on you tonight, my mum's not going to be around...you know that!"

"Yes but that's okay, your dad's not that bad for an old man, at least he's still fit and good looking."

Elle shook her head, "I thought that you'd go mad at me for letting my dad blackmail you like this."

I shook my head, wrapped my arm around Elle's neck and kissed her, "I could never be mad at you, we've been best friends since before we knew what best friends were. You could do me a favour though, if you get the chance to do it, drop the memory card from your dad's camera, pop it on a cup of boiling water for me!"

"My dad would kill me if he lost his bargaining chip over you."

"Only if I didn't come over or if I refused to do what he wanted but I don't plan on refusing him...It'll just be another one of those 'Life's experiences' that school are always talking about."

We parted company outside Elle's house and I carried on to my house, around five hundred yards away and one street over. Mum and dad had just got up and were waiting for my milk to make their cup of coffee. I dropped the newspapers on the kitchen table in front of my father and handed the milk to my mother. I told my mum that Elle had asked me to go over to her house for a sleep over and asked her if it was okay with her.

Mum looked over at dad,, he grinned at her and raised his eyebrows twice, "That will be fine darling, what time will you be going over there?"

"Straight after lunch I guess, Elle didn't say anything firm bout the time."

After breakfast I busied myself with taking a bath, I did my hair as if I was going partying, put a little makeup on but not so much that my father would complain, I trimmed my toenails and filed my finger nails before painting them all with nail varnish. If my mother had spotted what I was doing, the makeup and painted nails, she would have been very suspicious, I was doing everything that Elle and I would usually have done during our sleepover but I was doing it all before going. I chose to wear a shirt dress, buttons all the way down the front, similar to the one I'd worn last night to the disco but this one was much, much shorter. I put leggings on under the dress because my mother would never have allowed me out of the house without. My leggings would be in my backpack before I left the back garden and my parents would be none the wiser.

I went down to lunch but my father wasn't there, "Where's dad?"

"He's run up the village to the shop."

"I usually go to the shops for you guys on Saturdays!"

"Yes but your dad wanted to change his magazine order and pay the bill."

"Oh, so will I still have to bring dad's special interest magazine in a sealed brown paper bag once a month then?"

My mother smiled at me, "If the shop keeper knew that you opened the bag as soon as you left his shop he wouldn't give it to you to bring home."

My dad chose that moment to walk into the kitchen. He put the shopping bag on the kitchen table and went to the utility room to change from his shoes and into his slippers. I took that opportunity to peek into the bag, a bottle of German wine, expensive but low alcohol, just six percent, what my mother would call a sipping wine, a wine bought for the flavour and pallet rather than to get drunk. I could never tell the difference between a good wine and a not so good wine, I knew that his one wouldn't burn my throat if I was lucky enough to be offered a glass.

"Why didn't you ask me to go, the shop keeper would have given me a bottle of wine if you'd called him first and he'll sell anyone condoms, anybody, any age...he doesn't care."

My mother blushed a little, "He still needed to pay the bill and change his magazine subscription."

We ate lunch, mum and dad had large glasses of wine, my dad got me a small glass and only half filled it, I knew not to make a big deal about it, a little wine is better than no wine at all. "Shall I wash the pots before I go?"

Mum looked at dad and she blushed a little again. "No darling, just put them in the sink and leave them in soapy water to soak, I'll look after them later."

I picked up my backpack and returned to the lounge to kiss mum and dad goodbye, mum was sitting on my dad's knee on the sofa, his hand was already up under her dress and their lips were locked together. I kissed both of them on their foreheads and said, "I'll see you tomorrow sometime after lunch."

I stepped out into the back yard, my left foot was out of my shoe and my leg out of my tights before the kitchen door closed, one hop and my right foot was out of my shoe and I had divested myself of my tights, I stuffed them into my backpack with my clean knickers, skirt and T-shirt.

I walked to Elle's house, knocked on her kitchen door and Elle came to answer it. Elle was wearing a T-shirt dress, her feet were bare and she was holding a can of beer in her hand. We kissed and she gestured me through to the kitchen towards the lounge, Elle took my backpack and dumped it on the utility room floor. There was crappy 60's music coming from the lounge, when I walked in Peter was sitting on the couch watching their forty inch plasma screen TV, the crappy music was coming from an old, low budget porn film that he was watching.

"Hi Sarah...nice to see you again so soon! Would you like a drink, beer, wine...something stronger?"

"White wine if you have any"

Peter went through to the kitchen, I walked around the sofa and saw Peter pouring wine into a tumbler rather than a wine glass, he had his phone in his hand and was rubbing his thumb over the keypad, he put his phone to his ear and waited a moment, "Hi Frank, she's here so it's on...okay...okay...see you in a few minutes."

I sat on the sofa next to Elle, Peter handed me my glass of wine, not a small ten ounce glass half filled, this was a twenty ounce highball glass and it was filled almost to the brim. I took a sip, the wine burned the back of my throat, this was no German sipping wine...this was an Australian fighting wine, Australian or South African and rather than it being five percent alcohol, it was at least ten or eleven percent...this was definitely a wine to get drunk with!

Peter pointed his phone at the TV on the wall, he opened an app and swiped his thumb across the screen, the screen on the TV in the lounge went black and silent and the crappy 60's music started to come from upstairs instead and the big screen TV changed to the Saturday afternoon horse racing program. Peter looked over at Elle, she looked disgusted at the horse racing on the TV and looked back at her father, he gestured with his head towards the door leading out to the stairs, Elle slid forward in her seat, "Come on Sarah, let's go upstairs!"

We went up, skirted Elle's bedroom and went into her parent's bedroom. The bed was in a mess and instead of straightening it out Elle pulled the duvet off of it and fan-folded it over the box-ottoman at the foot of the bed. She placed her glass of wine on the bedside cabinet nearest to the door and then she fluffed up the pillow next to her wine and settled down, sitting on the bed watching the terrible blue film.

I walked around the bed, put my larger glass on the bedside cabinet on that side of the bed and sat next to Elle. The blue film was the kind where they showed a woman's tits, they would show naked women and men from the back and when they got in bed for the main scene they pulled a thin sheet over their lower bodies and simulated the actual act under the covers.

"Did you manage to boil your dad's memory card out of his camera?"

Elle nodded her head, "I thought he was going to kill me when he caught me though!"

We had been in the master bedroom for five minutes and I'd taken two swallows of the wine, the strong alcohol had anaesthetised the back of my throat and it was getting easier to drink all the time. I heard a car pull onto the drive and a few moments later voices from down below. A minute later the sound of footsteps on the stairs and Peter appeared in the doorway of the bedroom, he looked in on me and Elle and then pointed to the bathroom door, "The toilet's in there if you want it Frank."

Frank opened the bathroom door wide and pointedly left it open, I could see his back from where I was sitting, Elle leaned forward, blocking my view, I looked at Peter, he smiled at his daughter's inquisitive look at the older man taking a piss in the toilet. I leaned forward as well, Frank had unfastened his belt, popped the top button on his trousers, pulled down the zipper and pulled his underpants down and hooked them under his balls. He was looking into the bedroom, looking at Elle and me watching him. He turned slightly sideways on to the toile so he was more facing us, his cock in his hand and he was rubbing it slowly.

I recognised Frank, he was Frank Pullman. My parents had warned me at around six years old never to go near Frank Pullman's house. Frank lived at the northern end of the village, a large house with a large garden that had a meadow on the Eastern side of the house. Frank's house and garden were totally surrounded by a tall hedgerow. Frank was actually the first man I'd ever seen naked. He was the first man any of the village girls ever saw naked apart from their own family members. Because my parent's had told me not to go near, I naturally went the first opportunity I got, around the age of seven was the first of many times I watched through a small hole in the hedge from the meadow, he was almost always naked in the back garden in the summer and if he realised that anyone was watching him through the hedge he would walk up and down close to the meadow rubbing his cock so this was nothing new for me to see him rubbing himself in front of young girls. It wasn't Elle's first time either. We'd even watched him together from time to time.

Frank flushed the toilet even though he hadn't actually peed and then he pulled the front of his trousers closed but he didn't pull his underpants up or fasten his trousers in any way. He walked from the toilet and into the master bedroom. He walked over to Elle's side and told her to move over for him.

He sat on the bed and then he pulled Elle onto his lap, he kissed her as Peter walked into the room, Peter walked around to my side of the bed, I was looking at Frank and Elle kissing, Frank didn't seem to care that Elle's father was in the room, as he kissed my friend he was rubbing his fingers all over her chest, she didn't have enough to actually fill a bra yet but my breasts were the same just six months ago and they had grown massively, I loved the size, shape and firmness of my breasts and the boys that I knew all loved them too.

Peter told me to move over and he sat at my side, he grinned at me and then looked at Elle and Frank, Frank had his tongue in Elle's mouth and now his hand was up under the bottom hem of her dress. Peter smiled at me again, he gestured with his head, he didn't ask, he just gestured for me to sit on his lip like Elle was doing with Frank.

Peter kissed me to an accompaniment of the sound of a couple faking sex on the wall mounted TV screen. Peter fondled my breasts through my dress and bra as we kissed and after fifteen minutes of kissing and cuddling he started to unbutton the front of my dress. He opened the front of my dress totally exposing my bra and knickers. I'd put on my best stuff, it looked very sexy, very adult to me and both Frank and Peter looked very impressed at me owning such adult underwear, that my parents allowed me to wear such sexy clothes.

I looked over at Elle and Frank. She was sitting there wearing just her knickers, she was still on his lap and she was almost eating his tongue. Peter handed me my glass of wine and encouraged me to take a big swallow and he rubbed his hands all over my body as I watched Frank pulling at Elle's knickers, trying to pull them down.

Peter took my glass and put it back on the bedside cabinet, he turned to face me again, "Just ease up so I can take this off!"

I pushed myself up an inch off of his lap and Peter pulled my dress out from under my bottom, I sat back down and Peter pulled my dress off over my shoulders, he threw it onto the floor at the side of the bed and we went back to kissing for a few minutes. My bra was the next casualty, Peter made short work of the double clasp at the back and as he threw it on the floor on top of my dress he handed me my glass of wine again. I took a large swallow and looked at Elle and Frank again, Elle was totally naked, she was kneeling on the bed at Frank's side and he was pulling his trousers and underpants down and then all the way off.

Elle went to sit on his lap again but Frank stopped her, he put his hand on the back of her head and pulled her head down towards his lap. Elle didn't need telling twice, she didn't need Frank to draw her a picture...this wasn't the first time that Elle had sucked a cock, I'd seen her do it quite a few times but the cock was never as big as Frank's cock before.

I took a second drink of my wine before handing the glass back to Peter so that we could get back to kissing. I heard a few stifled gasps from Elle into Frank's cock and broke my kiss with Peter to look over at her, Frank was giving Elle a 'Reach around', stretching his arm as far as he could to reach Elle's puss. He had two fingers buried deep in Elle's pussy. Peter pushed his hand down the front of my knickers and tried to get at my vagina but he couldn't while I was sitting the way I was. Elle finally exploded into a massive orgasm and rolled onto her side, Frank's cock slipping from her mouth as she gasped for air.

Frank left Elle to recover, her head resting on his thigh. He reached out to me and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me from Peter's lap and pushing my mouth down onto his cock. It wasn't my first time sucking a cock either but just like Elle, I'd never had my mouth stretched so far open either. As my bottom lifted off of Peter's lap he pulled my knickers down and struggled them past my knees and off of my legs. I felt Peter's five o'clock shadow against my backside and he prised my bum cheeks apart and licked all around my bottom and pussy. I'd sucked a dozen boy's cocks but never felt a tongue in my vagina but I knew that was an option...I'd never dreamt that a boy might try the same on the other hole down there but Peter did, he tried very hard several times to put his tongue up my bottom as well as inside my cunt. I thought about all the boys I'd sucked off before, they never took longer than two minutes to empty their balls...hell, we seldom had windows of opportunity that lasted longer than five minutes but then if the boy climaxed and we still had more time they recycled rapidly and got hard again, probably why boys were happy to climax quickly the first time.

"Hey man, don't waste opportunities, get on with it!" Frank chided Peter as I began to enjoy my first taste of fellatio. "She's wet enough by now, just do her!"

I felt the cold space between my legs as Peter's spittle started to go cold as he pulled his face away from my rear end, the bed bounced as Peter rolled off of it. I heard the sound of Peter undressing at the side of the bed and then the bed bounced again. Peter pulled my knees apart and came in behind me and I felt him rubbing the head of his cock up and down over the cold spittle that he left behind when he was licking me out and he leaned in against me. Even though my cunt was really wet from Peter's licking and I'd had several boys finger me, my body seriously resisted Peter's cock and as he pressed into me, trying to get his cock inside, I was being pushed against Frank's cock causing his cock to crash into the back of my throat.

Frank stopped pushing the back of my head down and he put his hands on my shoulders to hold me in place, "Come on man, push harder, her mouth's full, no one's going to hear her scream!"

I went to pull my mouth away from Frank's cock but he pinned my head in place with his left forearm so that I couldn't escape from his cock. Peter pushed again, a little harder this time but still not hard enough to get in my cunt. I felt movement at my side, Elle had recovered and now she was rubbing her hands over my back, she half covered my back, her head touching her father's belly as she tried to see what he was doing. I felt her hands rub down over my bottom and with one hand on each side of my pussy she prised my fanny open for her dad, he pushed extra hard and his cock head sank into my body with a pop. I started to scream into Frank's cock, Peter stopped because of the noise I was making. Frank growled, "Don't stop now, you've got over the first hurdle, just plug her as hard and fast as you can. If you stop now she's gone through all this pain for nothing and she won't be too keen to try it again anytime soon."

Peter started pushing again but very gingerly, he really hated hearing the pain he was causing me but because he was taking his time I felt pain building up for every millimetre his cock advanced into my body. When Peter's pubic hair touched my bottom Elle let my pussy go and climbed off of my back, "He's all the way in her now!"

Frank started to give Peter directions, I wasn't really listening to what was being said though, I was in my own world trying to gasp through the pain between my legs. Peter reached around, put his left arm under my abdomen and he lifted me slightly, lifting my knees off of the bed as he shuffled backwards until he was standing on the floor, he then slid his arm up under my breasts and lifted my upper body. My whole weight was now forcing Peters cock even deeper into my body causing another gasp of pain from me.

"Shake her; bounce her up and down a little."

Peter did, again a little more pain before I started to get used to the feeling inside my body. Peter lowered me down so that my upper body was flat on the bed but my legs were hanging off of the edge.

"Right...pound into her as hard and fast as you can, you've already hurt her too much with your pissing about..." Frank's cock was once again in Elle's mouth and he was turning her so that her legs were either side of my head, "...It's up to you Sarah, you have to make Elle wet enough for me to get my cock in her cunt so use as much saliva as you can and push your tongue into her as far as you can reach."

Working on Elle's pussy took my mind off of my own problems a little and the pain slipped right out of my head, all that was left was the job at hand and suddenly as Elle's father pumped his cock into me as hard and as fast as he could waves of pleasure rolled over my body and I had a chain of orgasms that made me incapable of licking Elle any more.

Frank pulled Elle onto her back in the space that he had been lying, he lifted her legs and pushed her knees into her ribs, "You want me to get in hard and fast or take it slow?"

"Hard and fast, get it over with as quickly as you can."

I was almost perfectly placed to watch Elle's first real fuck, my nose almost touching Frank's hip, he'd balled Elle's knickers up and pushed them into her mouth and now he got Elle to wrap her elbows around her ankles and pull down as hard as she could while he rubbed his cockhead up and down her spittle drenched gash. He did a few exploratory presses to ensure that his cock was in position, "Deep breath Elle!"

There was a strangled gasp of pain and Frank's cock was all the way inside her body. Frank quickly pulled Elle's knickers from her mouth and then he rained kisses all over her mouth, face, neck and up to her ear, he whispered, "Are you ready?"

Elle nodded her head and Frank began pounding his cock into her cunt, as he pulled his cock out the first inch I saw the bright red collar of blood around his cock and as he pushed back into her that blood was scrapped off on her pussy lips. It looked like Elle had put bright red lipstick around her cunt but the redness started to turn brown as the air got at it. Elle reached her first orgasm twice as fast as I had and we synchronised several orgasms together before Peter started to gasp and grunt his own orgasm and that triggered Frank to cum in Elle.

Peter was sent down to the kitchen to get a packet of salt and a turkey baster and while he was gone Frank took me and Elle into the bathroom, he filled the basin with warm water, he lifted the toilet seat and made Elle stand on the rim of the toilet bowl and squat down over the pan. Peter tipped about a quarter of the drum of salt into the basin and Frank swirled the salt around to mix as much of the salt into the warm water as he could. He filled the baster with salt water and pushed the tip up inside Elle's body. Frank pumped the bulb forcing the salt water into Elle's cunt at high pressure.

Elle almost hit the roof as the salty water scoured her insides out and all four of us watched as Frank pulled the tip of the baster out and Elle expelled the liquid, blood and semen into the toilet bowl. Frank flushed the toilet and then he repeated the process, by the third cunt full of warm salty water there was no longer any blood in the pan after Elle finished blasting it out and there was no hint of pain either.

I had to adopt the same position but it took five wash cycles and one spin before my body ran clear. Frank and Peter washed their bloody cocks and bellies, they dried themselves and then both said at the same time, "Swap!"..."Jinx!"

We went back into Peter's bedroom and Frank took me to the far side of the bed. He spread my legs and licked me out for a few minutes. He gave me a lovely orgasm before sliding his body over mine and slipping his cock into my cunt. There was very little pain, very little discomfort and the pleasure started building from a few seconds of fucking. Frank took it slowly, I lost count of the number of climaxes I had but they were matched one for one by Elle under her father. This time Peter finished off almost thirty minutes before Frank spurted into my womb.

I thought we'd all been fucking for so long that it was bound to be around midnight but after Frank filled me up I checked the bedside clock and it was only seven o'clock in the evening. Elle and I showered together and then we dressed and the four of us went out to a restaurant in town for dinner. We all went in Frank's car because it was behind Peter's on the drive, blocking Peter's car in totally.

We had a two hour long dinner. Frank knew lots of men that used the restaurant and most of them flirted with Elle and me. Frank kept saying that Elle wasn't available but that he could negotiate on my behalf if they were interested...turned out that I looked far too old to interest Frank's friends.

When we went home we didn't go back to Elle's house, we went to Frank's. He used a remote controller to open his garage door and made us all wait inside the car until the door had fully closed. We went straight into the house from the personal access door from the garage into the kitchen. Frank took us all down into his basement, it was an adult playroom. He had what looked like a vaulting horse with rings at the bottom of all four legs. I was undressed and the height of the horse was set so that when I was bent over it my feet still touched the floor and I was still comfortable as he tied my wrists to the rings in front of the horse and my ankles spread wide and my ankles tied to the rings at the bottom of the rear legs.

Elle and her father were busily fucking on a bed in the corner as Frank was getting me ready to play.

"This is going to hurt you just like losing your virginity did, you can scream and shout as much as you like, no one can here you down here but after I've opened you up for anal sex you'll be able to use it to please your boyfriend when you are in the dangerous part of your cycle without risking getting pregnant!"

I looked over at Elle and her dad, they had stopped fucking and were both looking over at me and Frank at the vaulting horse. Elle had a grin on her face and she said, "It'll blow Robin's mind when you finally let him fuck you for the first time and you offer him your bum instead of your pussy."

Frank was rubbing his cock head against my back hole. He pushed so hard that the leather bindings around my ankles hurt almost as much as the bruised muscle in my bum. I screamed out as his cockhead invaded my bum but I stretched to the occasion and swallowed all of his cock inside my bum. I was so tight inside that Frank shot off very quickly in my bottom and as his cock was spat out by the muscles in my bum I expected him to let me go free but instead he called Peter over and told him to fuck my bum while I was still a little loose.

Frank went to Elle and chatted to her as she watched her father fucking my back passage, "Would you like me to open you like that too Elle so that you and your dad can keep having fun even when it would be too dangerous to do it in your pussy!"

As Peter erupted in my bum Elle was nodding her head. Peter was left to untie me while Frank washed his cock and balls. The basement playroom had everything anyone could need, toilet, shower, TV, bed, rings all over the place that people could be tied to restrain them, even cages in various sizes that could be used to hold people and they could even be fucked through the cage.

As soon as I was released I ran to the toilet to poo out two lots of spunk, Frank spread a little cream onto my index finger, "Painkiller, it'll get rid of a little of the stinging if you push your finger up far enough and twist it around inside."

"Can't you use some of that on my daughter?" Peter asked hopefully!

"If I use the cream before I fuck her arse it will deaden my sensation as well, it'll take me an hour or more to cum in her, it'll take me long enough so soon after fucking Sarah, trust me, Elle will have much more fun if I just fuck her and get it over with as quickly as possible."

Peter washed my poo off of his own cock and balls as he watched Frank fucking Elle's bum. I sucked his clean cock to get him hard again because I just knew that Frank would insist on Peter following him up his daughter's back passage.

It was midnight when we walked from Frank's house and back to Elle's place. Elle and I had linked arms and we dawdled slightly, as soon as Elle's dad was a few feet ahead of us I whispered, "How come you didn't scream the house down when Frank put his dick in your bum?"

"I...erm...kind of let Patrick do it to me a few weeks ago, he said he would dump me like Robin dumped you on Valentine's Day after you said no to letting him fuck you at the disco!"

"So, how come you never mentioned it to me?"

"Are you kidding, what kind of tramp would I have looked like if I told you that I'd let a boy shovel dirt up hill like that?"

We actually walked past my house on the way to Elle's. My living room light was still on and the curtains weren't closed properly. I was curious, my mum and dad were usually in bed well before midnight unless there was something on the TV that they wanted to watch.

I ran up my drive and stood by the gap in the curtains, my mother was sitting naked on the floor, she was on a towel and she was shaving her pussy clean with a disposable razor and shaving foam. The light seemed very bright and then I realised why, my dad was filming my mother shaving her pussy. I heard her say, "You'd better make sure that you hide that disk carefully, I'll kill you if Sarah finds it!"

"Don't worry, I'll put it in the usual place, the false drawer in the bottom of our wardrobe...she's never found any of the Polaroids that I took of you when we were in school or any of the other stuff I've filmed over the years"

I watched the final few wipes of the blade over her pussy mound and then my mother rubbed her fanny with a towel, then she applied moisturiser, "There, what do you think, smooth enough for you?"

I looked at my father, I heard, "That was soooooo fucking sexy watching you do that..." Okay, confusing...I'd heard the response to my mother's question but my father's lips didn't move...the voice was coming from my mother's work laptop, "...Why did you let me come home to London yesterday when Sarah was going to a sleepover at her friend's house tonight?"

"I told you already, when we were at work yesterday I didn't know Sarah was going to Elle's house tonight, it was a last minute arrangement!"

"Okay...hey, did you ever ask Sarah if she would read for me, remember, I'll pay her twenty-five pounds for every hour she records for my audio book collection."

Elle had arrived at the window; she was squatting in front of me so that she could see what was going on without getting in the way. She got there in time to see and hear my mother's conversation with someone who was watching her on her laptop. Elle whispered, "Who was that?"

"I think that was Mr Parker, my mum's boss from Parker Publications...they've just started publishing audio books!"

"Johnny doesn't think Sarah is mature enough to read that sort of book, never mind record the content for your sideline in undercover porn-dio books, she hasn't even got a boyfriend yet!"

I had to drag Elle away from the window before her laughter gave us away.

"Your mother must be blind, you've dated Robin off and on for six years now and you've dated at least two dozen boys that I know of."

When we all got to Elle's house we all climbed into Peter's bed and Elle and her father fucked one more time while I watched them and in the morning Peter woke me up with his cock already in my cunt.

At twelve o'clock I walked home and left Elle and her dad fucking in his bed. I walked in and no one was around, mum and dad were still in bed. I checked around the living room to see what, if any, traces I could find from the night before. The litter bin had a pile of dirty tissues in it hiding four used and full condoms. My mum and dad had fucked at least four times, only half as many times as I'd been fucked the night before. I spotted my dad's camera, of course he wouldn't have expected to have slept in so long so he hadn't tidied up properly before dragging my mother up to bed.

I pressed play on the camcorder and the TV burst into life, my mother sitting, bare pussy, legs akimbo and massaging her own clitoris as she chatted to another man, not my father or her boss from work!

'five...four...three...'

My dad rushed into the living room and turned the big screen TV off, "You're here early darling!"

"Not really, it is lunch time...I came home to see if I can go and watch Robin play football over at the park this afternoon. I think he wants to be my 'Proper' boyfriend at last after all our messing about over the years...that's if lunch isn't going to be ready any time soon!"

"We were planning on going into town for lunch...you could ask Robin if he'd like to come as well."

"He'd probably prefer to play football, he isn't used to lunch at lunch time on a Sunday, his family just have a little snack at lunch and a big dinner in the evening."

"Worth popping over to his house to ask him?"

"Okay, back soon!"

Robin was shocked that I'd told my father that he wanted to be my boyfriend, "He's only invited me to lunch so he can kill me and hide my body!"

I'd always been terrified that my mother would kill me if she knew I had a boyfriend, sex was never mentioned in our house, it seemed that we were both studiously avoiding admitting to each other that we actually had a sex life. I'd always assumed that my mother thought that I was too young to have a boyfriend but in fact, she was treating me like a child because I wasn't showing any outward signs of being emotionally mature even though I now had a fully formed adult body.

I held hands with Robin on our way to lunch, kissed him discretely twice during the trip to and from the restaurant and when we got home I asked my mother if I could take Robin to my room.

"You've always been allowed to rake your friends up to your room darling!"

"Yes...but usually if it is a boy in my room I have to leave the door propped open."

My mother thought about it for a while, "Okay, can I trust you if your door is closed?"

"You know why I want to close my bedroom door mum, Robin's my boyfriend and we'll be doing what boyfriends and girlfriends do together...and...you can tell your boss that I'd love to have a go at reading for him!"

I grabbed Robin's hand and dragged him from the kitchen to leave my mother to dwell on what I'd just said and to get Robin out of the way before he passed out from shock of what he'd just heard me say.

Once in my bedroom I lay on my bed, "So, you pestered me often enough to have sex with me, want to do it right now?"

"God no, not in your house with your mum and dad down stairs listening!"

"Up to you...but I'm willing to risk it if you are, there are worse things than getting caught by my mum and dad!"

Robin looked confused and dejected, he'd been desperate to have sex with me for years and the last time we split up was because he tried to go too far and I stopped him and now here I was, in the most dangerous place in the world, in his eyes, and suddenly I was offering it to him on a plate and he was to one who was reluctant, "Can't we go down to the park or the railway cutting?"

There's nowhere on the park that we could go to have sex without being seen for miles..."

"We could do it after it gets dark!"

"...it will be too late when it's dark."

"Well, the railway cutting, we could go in the old workman's shed down there."

"How many of your friends will be hanging out down there at this time on a Sunday?"

"A few I guess!"

"I'd rather be caught by my mother than your friends!"

I hopped off of the bed and turned my CD player on, turning the music up loud, "Well, it's up to you, if we don't do it now you won't get the chance for over a week, I'm about to start my period on Tuesday or Wednesday so that hole will be out of action until around next Sunday. If you don't want to have sex with me I could give you a wank. You usually like that...or I could suck you...if you'd prefer that."

"If it was safe enough to do either of those things it would be safe enough to have proper sex!"

I pulled my knickers off and Robin looked startled, he looked at the door and then at me, he looked like he was at a tennis match where the players were standing a really long way apart as he looked from me to the bedroom door and back to me over and over again. there was a sound out on the landing and Robin froze, staring at the door handle, waiting for it to turn and my dad to come storming in with a baseball bat.

I pulled my dress off over my head and my bra. The door didn't open and Robin started breathing all over again, "God I thought..." Robin took a quick look from the door to me as he spoke and then he froze all over again, "...You're trying to get me killed aren't you?" he said when he finally started breathing again.

I pulled my nighty on, it was a pretty peach froth of nylon netting that I would usually wear a vest and knickers under or bra and knickers but right at that moment I was naked under it and there was no hiding place for my body at all. My father had bought me the nighty for my thirteenth birthday. My mother hadn't been pleased with his choice for her newly teenage daughter and obviously I now knew why; my mother didn't think I was mature enough for something so adult. Me...I didn't know one way or another, all I knew was that whenever I wore the dress my dad couldn't stop looking at me, especially on those days when I wore my lacy bra under it instead of my vest.

I walked over to the door and went out into the passageway, my father was in the bathroom, he was changing the shower curtain, standing on the rim of the bath tub so he could reach the high shower rail. He stepped down off of the bath and dropped the dirty curtain into the linen basket, I sat on the toilet seat and my dad stopped in his tracks, looking at my almost naked body as I sat on the toilet. I let a little pee out and my dad jolted, he looked guilty as the front of his trousers tented out at seeing my almost naked body.

"What's the matter?"

"Robin is terrified that you or mum will walk in on us while we're making out, he just won't relax at all!"

My dad picked up the laundry basket and went to my bedroom door instead of towards the stairs, he looked in on Robin and said, "Just relax Robin, if the door is closed no one will walk in uninvited!"

I passed my father in the passage, I stood on the tips of my toes and kissed him, "Thanks dad...and with the music on so loud I won't be able to hear anything in your bedroom!" As I said that I leaned in and my belly pressed against his erection.

My dad almost ran down the stairs and within minutes I heard mum and dad's bedroom door close on the other side of the passageway.

"Well, you heard my dad, just relax, why don't you get undressed and squeeze into my bed with me?"

I helped Robin to undress and we got into bed together, I started out by using the skills that Frank had taught me with my mouth on Robin's cock. He was ready to explode in seconds but I held him in check, "We don't have to rush, we can take our time, just let me give you a little pleasure with my mouth before you climax and then you can do the same for me while you get your erection back."

I sucked Robin's cock for twenty minutes before I let him climax into my mouth, I swallowed every drop of his semen greedily and then I lay on my back and pulled Robin's head between my legs. Robin wasn't as skilled as Elle at licking my pussy but he did make a valiant effort and he gave me two orgasms before his cock was hard again.

"Okay, you can use my pussy today because I'm so close to my period but if you don't shoot into me you can try my bottom after, you can fuck me there anytime without danger!"

Robin looked doubly shocked by my comments but he fucked my pussy with great gusto, I tried to hold him back but he'd been after my cunt for so long that I stood no chance and he splashed down in my womb.

"If you want to try my bum you'd better start licking me out again."

"Not with a hole full of my spunk...no way!"

I got out of bed and walked through the bedroom door, I knocked at my mother's bedroom door, I could clearly hear them fucking, at least this time, there was only the two of them involved and not half the perverts in the world looking on.

"What?"

"Have we got a turkey baster?"

I heard my father's body slap down on top of my mother, he grunted and my mother started her climax, just because she knew that I was outside her bedroom door while she and my dad were fucking. "What do you want a turkey baster for?"

"Robin is squeamish about licking a used hole, I need to clean myself out."

I heard my mother groan again and her orgasm redoubled, "Hold on a moment..."

I heard my mother complain that she didn't want my dad to pull out of her pussy and then I heard their wardrobe door open, a little rustling and then my father opened his bedroom door, he handed me a hot water bottle with a hose pipe hanging from the bottom, "A little warm water with some salt in it!"

I gave the contraption a funny look, "It's an enema bag. The plug has been sterilised so don't worry where it's been. Just leave it in the bathroom when you're done with it and I'll clean it properly."

I caught a glimpse of my father's naked body and when he realised that I was looking at his condom sheathed cock it sprang to attention, I let my eyes flick over to my mother, she was naked and lying on the bed with no covers over her, her bare pussy almost gleaming like a Belisha beacon and her pussy lips glowing red from so much use in so little time.

The door closed and I heard my mother say, "Well, at least she gave you another woody, get that last condom on and get over here!"

Robin was hanging on the door frame while all of this was going on and once he realised that everyone knew what we were doing and weren't unhappy about it he came out of my bedroom and watched as I filled the rubber bag with warm water and plugged the hard rubber tip into my pussy before turning the little tap on.

Once I was clean we went back to bed and Robin licked me out again for thirty minutes this time before he was hard enough to fuck me again. I got on my hands and knees and pulled my bum cheeks open for him to make his aim easier. He went off like a rocket when he felt how tight my bottom was around his cock.

I used the enema bag again to clean out my bottom, not for any sexual reason, just so I didn't have to put knickers on to stop leakage making too much of a mess in my bed as we lay together, he naked and me in just my very see through nighty. This time I didn't bother closing my bedroom door, I left it wide open.

Mum and dad came out of their bedroom wearing just dressing gowns and when they saw Robin and I were spooning together on my bed they both came over to talk to us, they asked Robin if he was stopping for dinner and if he wanted to sleep over at our house the following Saturday night. Robin forgot himself. He rolled away from me and onto his back. Robin's cock sprang to attention when he saw my mother looking at his cock.

Well, sex was no longer a taboo subject in my house, my mum and dad even showed me the photographs my dad had taken of my mother when she was my age and he was her older boyfriend but dad wasn't just two years older, when mum was thirteen my dad was twice her age.

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