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Dust
by Isabella

Story code: M/F, Mmm/F, F/F exhibitionism, voyerism, Under Age, Incest

I wished I had never moved, no, that's not strictly true, we were living in an old privately rented house, the roof leaked, the windows didn't close properly and it cost a fortune just to stop the kids getting pneumonia in the winter. When the new council estate, sorry, not council, 'Social housing', run by a charity but to everyone else in the world they were council houses and carried all the stigma that entailed, were built, I jumped at the chance of renting one.

When I lived in the middle of 'ordinary people' I could pick up work from time to time, just part time to mesh in with school terms so that I could still look after my son and daughter, twelve year old Sarah and fourteen year old Patrick Junior. I had been divorced from their father for six years and life had been too busy to go looking for love, well, that was until the move, for almost a year there had been no work at all, even from companies that I had worked for on contracts and that had given me good references and told me to look to them the next time I was in search of work.

It was very tough to live on benefits alone and a year had wiped out all the savings I had in the world, the job centre was so surprised at my lean time with contract work that they looked into things, I had been invited to 'blind' interviews where the employer had just the necessary information about me, like qualifications and work history, the manager of my section in the job centre had sat in on two interviews and had given me great feedback but when the employer had been given my full details, including my address, the second interview never materialised.

The staff at the job centre were so surprised that they pulled the records of everyone who lived in my area. They found that there was a statistical anomaly in three postcodes, 'NN11 4ED', 'NN11 4EE' and 'NN11 4EF'. Not one single unemployed person in those postcodes had been found a job, the only people working on the new estate had jobs when they moved in, there was a ninety percent unemployment rate in the area, yet, just a few yards away, notably on London Road there was only ten percent unemployed, even amongst school leavers, they all seemed to get jobs very easily.

Now it didn't hurt that all of the houses on London Road were larger, detached houses, lots of money sloshing about, money seems to be drawn to money like a magnet. I checked the job centre every day, twice a day actually, not in person, that would have cost all my benefits in bus fares getting in to town and back, I used the public library, they had free Internet and all the jobs available in the job centre were posted online twice a day. I also used my email to apply for jobs at the library too, and to pick up replies, not many companies bothered to reply though!

My kids finished school on Thursday for half term, their father picked them up straight after school and they were due to stay with him for the next ten days, it was just twelve hours later when I woke up I realised just how much I was missing the kids. I was outside the library on The Slade when they opened at nine o'clock, it was only a ten minute walk from home to the library but it seemed like miles to me in the depressed state I was in.

I checked the job centre, five new adverts in my area of skill, I always carry my CV on a memory stick so I emailed it to three companies that had their email address on the advert and I printed two copies and two covering letters using the library printer, they gave me the envelopes and I had a book of stamps, so I felt a little better that I had applied for five jobs. I felt less good again when I opened my emails, twenty-five spam emails and not one single response, not even to tell me thanks, but no thanks.

As I was deleting the spam emails I noticed the woman who seems to be in the library most days like me, she always dressed well, I had her placed as one of the lonely housewives from London Road, she came into the library every day yet I had never seen her pick up a book, she went to every talk and lecture, sat drinking tea or coffee and eating the biscuits provided by the library service, that, and talking to the other women that were at the talks.

I had seen her go around all the regulars in the library, not many of us from the estate used the library, and most of the other women recognised from the cheap clothing I wore that I didn't belong in their 'nice' library and usually gave me a wide birth so, you can imagine my surprise when, just as I was turning my email account off a voice came from just over my shoulder, "I thought there was going to be a talk on crime prevention today!" I looked over my shoulder and gave the woman an awkward smile.

"I like to have a cup of tea and a little chat after the talks, and the biscuits, I don't usually allow myself biscuits at home!" I nodded in agreement with her even though I had never had a tea or coffee in the library never mind a biscuit! "I'm counting the days until my children break-up for half term; I miss their company in the day!" I smiled again, "My kids finished yesterday!" "Oh! They must be at the comprehensive school then!" "Yes, that's right!"

The look on her face changed, I turned back to the pc and made sure that I closed my session down properly, when I turned the seat round to get up, she was still there behind me, the smile had returned, "I have two boys, fourteen and fifteen, almost men now, how about you?" "I have a girl twelve and a boy fourteen!" "I wanted, want a girl, my husband and I are trying for another child now, have been for three years but no luck so far!" It looked like time may have been running out for her in all honesty, she was thirty-five at least, not many women strike it lucky after that age without help.

She told me that her name was Dawn, she stopped working fifteen years ago and had no intention of looking, she made all the right noises about my plight and when I told her that my kids were stopping with their father for the entire half term holiday she was genuinely sad for me, "So it is just you and your partner for the fortnight then?" "No partner, just me!" "Oh! How long have you been on your own?" When I told her she let out a low whistle, "Wow! Long time to be on your own!" "I wasn't alone; I had my kids to keep me occupied!"

There was a long moment of silence, then she said, "It isn't the same as having a lover to keep you warm in bed though is it?" I just shook my head in agreement, "So, no one, not even one night stands?" "I've been too busy getting on with my life to go looking!" "I'm missing my coffee and chat fix, you busy now or would you like to have a coffee and chat at my place?"

I tried to say no but Dawn wouldn't hear of it and I had already let the cat out of the bag that I had nothing to do with the rest of my day, the rest of my week to be totally honest, and so I found myself following her up to London Road and past the end of The Westway that lead to my estate and a little further on. Dawn's home was one of the largest in the area, there were two, six foot high gates across the front of the house, one on the left and one on the right of the front garden, or, as I found out when Dawn opened the gate, what I had thought of as a front garden was just eighteen hundred square feet of block paving, just a massive parking area with two cars lost in the middle of the sea of paviours.

"Oh!, It looks like my husband is back already!" "I'd better leave the coffee for now then if your husband is home, I'll take a rain check for another time!" "Don't be silly, he might be on his way back out again any minute!" We walked down the back of the house, in through a back door, in most houses, the back door opened into the kitchen, in Dawn's house the door opened into a large utility room, larger than my kitchen in the council house. There was an open door leading into a shower room and another door that went through into the kitchen. Dawn pointed out that the shower room was very useful when she was gardening.

As we walked into the kitchen from the utility room Dawn's husband walked into the kitchen from the dining room, the whole of my house could have been built on the footprint of that kitchen, "Hi darling, Victoria and I have just popped home for coffee and a chat!" Dawn introduced me to Ray her husband and he told us to go and sit in the drawing room and that he would make the coffee and bring it in to us.

The three of us sat drinking coffee and chatting about nothing in particular, Ray was fishing for my 'feelings' on soft drugs, when I agreed that I didn't have a problem with soft drugs, just so long as no one got hurt in the process he smiled and asked me if I'd like some 'special' brownies with the next cup of coffee.

I tried to refuse the hash brownies but Ray almost forced two onto me, I told him that I had to go back to the library and check my emails and the job centre as soon as the library opened after lunch. "We have a pc in the back room upstairs that's on, you can use that to check your stuff and send emails, there's a printer up there too if you need to print off your CV and send it to someone!" I ate the first brownie and it seemed to have no effect at all, just a funny, almost perfumed taste. I ate the second and the only effect I could possibly describe was that I had relaxed a little.

Ray asked me if I smoked, I told him that I had, just a few times, a little while at school and one or two since school, "Cigarettes cost too much on my income to use them regularly!" Again Ray smiled, he fetched a tobacco tin, spread a Rizla on the coffee table, spread a thin trail of tobacco along the length of the paper, then he took a block of what looked like brown cheese, he cut off a very small block of it and ground it between his thumb and index finger covering the tobacco. "The magic ingredient is 'Dust', it's a new synthetic substance, it's in the family of PCP's but it hasn't actually been spotted by the authorities yet so it isn't illegal, it's called PCHP, it removes inhibition and increases strength like Angle Dust but it leaves the self preservation drive intact so it's miles safer, just ten tiny crystals the size of sugar granules is plenty!"

Ray had a small zip-seal bag in his hand and carefully sprinkled ten to twelve tiny specks of white powder along the length of the trail of cannabis and tobacco on the Rizal before popping a small filter on one end of the paper and forming it into a cigarette before he licked along the length and glued it down. "Dawn, why don't you take Vicky up to the small back room and show her where the computer is while I finish making these!"

We went out into the lobby, there was a cloakroom on one side of the front door and a toilet on the other, they had more toilets in their house downstairs than I had in my whole house, the lobby was a double height space with stairs leading up to a galleried landing. I followed Dawn up the stairs, past the family bathroom and down a passageway towards the back of the house. The small back room was larger than my largest room, there was a desk on one side of the door with a very large computer monitor standing on top of it, the other side of the door was a king-sized bed, the bed was close to the wall but not touching it, strangely, there was a three foot wide gap between the bed and the wall down the side and behind the headboard.

Dawn pulled the seat out from under the desk, "Here, sit down and check your emails!" Dawn stood back and I moved the mouse, the screen lit up, the wallpaper was a nude picture of Dawn, a very professional and very revealing photograph, I looked over my shoulder at Dawn and she smilled, Ray's hobby, glamour and nude photography!"

Dawn looked away while I logged in to my email account, there were responses from the three emails I had sent out earlier, just to confirm receipt of my CV, nothing more. I checked the job centre and there was nothing new posted there in my field but it didn't seem to bother me as much as it would usually have, which surprised me a little. I was also surprised to see Ray sitting at my side when I closed the job centre website down, as I hadn't seen or heard him enter the room.

Ray had placed an ashtray at the side of me with three 'joints' sitting in it and a table lighter at the side of the ashtray, he took one and lit it, taking a deep lung full of smoke. Dawn reached over me and took the second cigarette and lit it, she also filled her lungs completely. Ray handed the third joint to me and held up the lighter to light it for me, "Just take a deep breath and hold it for as long as you can, don't worry, it's not addictive and harmless, all it does is help us to loosen up a little!"

Normally I wouldn't have been interested in drugs but it didn't seem to be such a big deal all of a sudden, I don't remember even putting the cigarette in my mouth but suddenly there was a flash of orange flame from the lighter and I was sucking hard on the joint. As I sat there holding my breath the Internet explorer window closed and Dawn's naked body popped back onto the screen. "She's beautiful isn't she, I love taking pictures of women in their lingerie or in the nude, Dawn must be fed up of me photographing her by now but women willing to model for me are very few and far between!"

I exhaled, there still seemed to be no effect from the drugs, Ray bent down and took a very expensive camera from a large camera bag on the floor, I'm certain that it hadn't been at his feet when I took the joint off of him. If I had to guess, the camera in Ray's hands would have cost the same as a small family car, very professional looking and very complicated. Ray turned the power on and as the little blue light on the top lit up, the PC sounded an alert, the message 'Bluetooth device detected.' Ray touched my hand and lifted the cigarette about half way to my mouth before I took over and put the thing between my lips, I sucked in deeply, filling my lungs with smoke and began to count to ten.

I read the message, 'Bluetooth device connecting.' On the computer screen, I breathed out; momentarily obscuring the monitor from view, by the time the smoke cleared the message, 'Bluetooth device connected.' Was just fading off of the screen. Ray was setting the rings around the lens and he was nodding his head to Dawn to do something, then he lifted the camera and pressed the shutter release button, the camera made an exaggerated 'click and whir' sound, imitating the old film camera with motor wind-on, my face started to resolve on the PC screen, from the tip of my chin to the top of my hair.

Ray looked on the screen, your ginger hair and freckles with that light complexion makes you look fifteen or sixteen years old. Dawn reached over me and touched my hand, she did the same as Ray had done, lifting my hand towards my mouth until I took over for myself. Ray was there waiting again with his camera to snap a shot just as I sucked on the joint, I held the smoke in my lungs as the picture on the Monitor swapped for the new one, same picture as before, tip of my chin to the top of my head but this time, I had a bright red cigarette in my mouth, I counted to fifteen and breathed out again, another 'click, whir' as Ray photographed me blowing smoke from my mouth. I laughed when I saw the picture on the computer screen, My son, Patrick would have loved that photograph, proof if proof were needed that I was the dragon lady, just as he thought I was every 4 weeks or so.

I watched as Ray fiddled with the rings around the lens again and snapped another picture, when the photograph resolved itself on the screen it looked like Ray had stepped back around two feet, the picture was from the top of my head to the point where 'décolletage' ended and the neckline of my dress started. Ray nodded his head to dawn again and she lifted my hand again so that I would take another draw on the joint, I flicked the ash from the end of the cigarette and the remaining eighth of an inch of tobacco mix fell out into the ashtray, leaving me holding just the filter tip between my fingers. I looked into the ashtray, Dawn's and Ray's joints had gone out, I realised that they had taken only one draw on their cigarettes while I had finished mine off completely.

Ray reset the lens again, this time he leaned back slightly, the picture was from just below my bust line to the top of my head in the picture. "I'd love to photograph you in sexy lingerie, are the ones you're wearing today sexy?" I giggled loudly, "No, purely utilitarian!" "Pity, if Dawn found some really nice lingerie in your size would you model it for me please?" I nodded my head, I don't know why I did that, I hated having my picture taken but for some reason I hadn't minded Ray taking the photographs he had already taken so it probably didn't matter too much.

Dawn went over to the large dresser, Ray called over to her, "I think a thirty-six 'c' cup will fit Vicky fine!" I nodded my head in agreement; Dawn was digging deep through what looked like a draw full of brand new underwear, still in their packets. There was a triumphant look on her face as she held up two packets, "There's a two piece in yellow with half cup bra and bikini panties or a lavender three piece set with a balcony bra and thong!"

Ray took both sets and held the yellow against my face, "No, I don't think so, not with flame red hair!" Then Ray held the lavender set next to my face, "Still not perfect but a lot better than yellow, can you find her some dark stockings to go with this set?" Dawn nodded her head. "Victoria, would you like to put these on for me please so that I can take some pretty pictures of you? Dawn will show you where you can change!"

Dawn took my elbow and walked me towards a blank wall, I wasn't even surprised one little bit when the wall just opened and there was yet another fricking bathroom, Dawn told me to change into the new underwear while she went and got me some stockings, she didn't go back into the small back room, she went through another door and through into the master bedroom. I was in the balcony bra, thong and was just stepping into the suspender belt when Dawn returned, "How are your legs?" "They look OK to me!" "Do they need shaving?" I rubbed my hand up and down my legs and nodded my head.

Dawn sat me on the bidet and she knelt at my feet, she had an epilator and began to run it up and down my legs, "My, it looks like you need a little work on your bikini line too!" I noticed Ray standing in the doorway to the 'Jack and Jill' bathroom, his camera in his hands while his wife worked on my legs and higher. I totally lost track of time, eventually Dawn had to help me put on the stockings, she also had to help me to stand in the black patent leather, spike heeled shoes. I had worn high heeled shoes before but not often enough to be skilled at walking in them but I'm sure that it was much easier the last time I did.

Dawn helped me into a lavender negligee and tied the three ribbons in little bows before guiding me into the back room where Ray was waiting with his camera and the room looked far brighter than before, there were lots of recessed lights in the ceiling that seemed to be as bright as little suns giving the room a totally shadow free, even light. I stood while Ray posed me and took picture after picture, then he called Dawn, I hadn't realised that she wasn't in the room, I looked around and saw her coming in from the bathroom, she was dressed exactly the same as I was.

Dawn went over to the ashtray and picked up the cigarette and lighter, she put it in my mouth and lit it as I drew the smoke into my mouth. When Dawn took the cigarette away from my lips there seemed to be lipstick staining on the end, I was sure that Dawn hadn't been wearing lipstick earlier, as I followed the joint to her lips, I thought, 'Oh, she does have lipstick on' to myself. Dawn drew air through the cigarette, Ray didn't have his posh camera in his hands anymore, now he had a video camera and was filming Dawn and I as we finished the second joint, then Dawn came in front of me and kissed me right on my lips.

Ray was whispering what he wanted Dawn to do to me and trying to encourage me to respond to her, I felt Dawn opening the front of the negligee that I was wearing and then she encouraged me to unfasten the front of hers. There was lots of fumbling and eventually we were both topless and playing with each other's breasts, Ray was encouraging us to kiss and suck each other's nipples.

Dawn started to push my thong down, I had to lift my bottom but I couldn't understand why, I realised that she wanted to remove my knickers so that she could get at my cunt and I really, really, really wanted her to get at it too but why did I have to lift my bum. It took an age to realise that I was lying on my back on the bed but as soon as I did I managed to get my bottom off of the bed high enough for her to get my knickers off.

Ray was walking all around the bed filming us from every angle. Dawn was working miracles on my vagina, fingers, hands and tongue working like mad to get me off. I found it difficult to get on my knees to reciprocate on her so she pushed me back onto my back and knelt above my head so that I could give her pleasure with my mouth as she rode my face like a horse.

There seemed to be a pause while I may have taken a little nap, not too sure about it but Ray was shaking me and trying to get my attention. Dawn was standing at the side of the bed fastening some belts around her waist that were connected to a ten inch rubber cock that seemed to be sticking out from her pubic bone. Ray started filming, Dawn smiled down at me, "Are you ready darling, you want me to ride you hard don't you?" I actually nodded my head and meowed a 'Uh-huh' up at her.

Dawn climbed on top of me as if she were a man and began to fuck me in the same way. My climaxes weren't really as powerful as I remembered them being with my husband but that was a very long time ago and I was feeling decidedly drunk and very giggly as Dawn was doing her best to take the man's role in our lovemaking.

I could hear Ray and Dawn chatting, I think I zoned out for a moment or two but Dawn was standing next to Ray with the false cock in her hand, the straps dangling loosely by her side, "She's in no condition to use it on me and I will have to drive into town and pick the kids up from school in a moment, you can do her while I'm gone but don't shoot into her, I need all your cream if I'm going to get pregnant. And don't give her any more Dust before I get back and she may be with it enough to use the strap-on on me after I get back!"

Ray placed his video camera to the tripod in the middle of the room and then he knee walked up the bed to join me, I opened my arms to welcome him and he was in me in one fluid movement, he humped into me but he was careful that when he got closer to his own climax he stopped until he calmed down and then started all over again. I started to feel more of my climaxes and, the time-slips became less frequent, like the one where Dawn left me and the one between Ray mounting his camera on the tripod and him undressing to mount me, I was definitely coming out of the deepest part of my drunken state and beginning to love being fucked so mechanically, not just for the man to achieve his own climax but for the sheer pleasure of simply fucking.

We fucked for almost an hour by the time the door opened and Dawn walked in, I saw another head pop around the door, I recognised the school tie from the town's only Grammar school, the face was very handsome, Ray noticed his son looking at us and I expected him stop fucking me and jump off to hide himself and what we were doing but all he did was tell his son that he had to change out of his school uniform and do his homework before he could play. The other son looked over his brother's head, he was at least a foot taller so I assumed that he was the fifteen year old but he could easily have passed for eighteen.

Dawn was getting undressed while her sons were still watching their father having fun with me, I thought that was very odd, for the first time since I had smoked the Dust I thought something that was happening was wrong.

Ray pulled his cock out of my cunt and his wife got on the bed and sucked his cock, she didn't suck it for long before saying, "I'm glad to see you haven't cum yet, your balls will be nice and full when you dump your cum into me!"

Dawn strapped me into the dildo and got on the bed on her back and Ray helped me to get on top of her and I began to fuck her as she had been fucking me earlier, Ray was back to holding the camera again filming the action as close up as possible. Dawn and I changed places after fifteen minutes and I got on my back while Dawn rode me 'cow-girl' style. I saw Ray light the last of the joints, he took one turn and then placed the joint to my lips so that I could take a draw, it was difficult to hold the smoke in my lungs with Dawn bouncing up and down on top of me.

The younger of the boys came into the room, he was wearing jeans and a t-shirt but was barefoot, Ray asked him if he had finished his homework, "Yes, when mum told us that you guys had a guest in the playroom, Oliver and I did most of our 'prep' in mum's car on the way home. Ray passed the joint to his son and the boy held it against my lips so that I could smoke it while his mother fucked herself on the strap-on I was wearing.

I knew that it was wrong for me to be naked in front of a fourteen year old boy and even worse that he was watching as I was having sex with his mother but as I drew strength from the Dust fumes it seemed less and less wrong. Dawn called the boy Sebastian at some point, I thought that was funny for some reason, oh, I remember why, just the other end of their garden, on the little council estate where I lived, he and his brother would get their heads kicked in just for having names like Sebastian and Oliver, good thing we never mixed, oh, that's funny too, I guess what I was doing would be classed as mixing with them.

"This is finished dad, is there any more?" "No Sebastian, she's had plenty for one day, not good to overdo the dust on the first day!" Ray asked Dawn if she was ready and Dawn started to extract herself off of the dildo I was wearing, I giggled once again as I saw that the cock seemed to be trying to hold her on top of me it was so big, then I realised that it wasn't actually the one Dawn had used on me, this one was far fatter and very black instead of an insipid pink.

The side of the bed was bumped, I looked over and saw that Sebastian had missed his footing while removing his jeans, he had already taken his t-shirt off, I often saw my own son in just his underpants but he had never seen me naked like this with a huge twelve inch long black cock sticking up in the air. Sebastian started to unfasten the strap-on and remove it from me while his mother and father began to fuck on the bed at the side of me.

As soon as Sebastian had me free of the dildo he dropped his underpants, as I have already said, I often saw Patrick in his underpants but it had been over six years since I saw his little cock, not that Sebastian's cock was a little one. Sebastian had just climbed onto the bed and was manoeuvring himself between my thighs when Oliver walked in complaining about the Algebra being difficult tonight and he cursed as he saw Sebastian slip his cock into my cunt.

Oliver asked if I had been 'Dusted', Sebastian replied, "Well Dusted!" And both boys laughed. Oliver put his hand under my head and took hold of a hand full of my hair and pulled my upper body to the edge of the bed, I thought that it should have hurt me but I guess they were right, I was well Dusted. Oliver used his mobile phone to capture his brother fucking me, "Hey, send that to my phone will you, I forgot to charge my batteries up!" "You're OK, I've sent it to my distribution list so you'll already have it; just remember to take one of me when I do her!"

Dawn told Oliver not to be so rough with me, "Dust wears off eventually and Victoria will feel everything later!" Oliver pushed his hips against my face, I opened my mouth automatically, Oliver really was almost a man, in height as well as the size of his equipment, he took great delight in teaching me what he wanted from me in the way of oral sex and as he was fucking my mouth he was taking pictures on his mobile phone.

Ray and Dawn were really going for it like steam trains but as they were fucking each other they were also taking a lot of pleasure from watching their sons fucking two of my holes. Sebastian started to grunt through his orgasm even though I couldn't feel him actually shooting into me I knew he was, "Sebastian you spastic, you know you're not supposed to shoot in her cunt if you go first!" Ray had grunted through his own climax as he heard his son shooting into me and as soon as Dawn came down from her own pleasure avalanche she told Oliver off for calling his younger brother a spastic.

Oliver was still grumbling that he was going to have to fuck me while my cunt was full of Sebastian's spunk so between them, Ray and Dawn helped me into the bathroom and sat me on the bidet, Dawn turned on the warm water and washed my pussy out and dried me off before returning me to the bed and the waiting arms of their oldest son, Oliver.

Oliver was a little happier when he climbed on top of me and slipped his dick into me and didn't find any trace of his brother's cum up inside of me. Ray fucked my mouth as Sebastian and Dawn cuddled and kissed while watching me and the other two fucking Oliver didn't waste any time on blowing his balls into me and Dawn got on the bed and began to eat her eldest son's spunk from my pussy. When Ray was fully hard once more he took another turn at me, he fucked me until he was on the very edge of his orgasm and then he pulled Dawn down at the side of me and at the last moment he slipped over and covered his wife to make the final delivery in just a few short strokes.

I have no idea how long I had been fucked for between the three men and Dawn but it was well dark by the time I walked home and as it was high Summer it had to be close to midnight so I had been well and truly fucked for over twelve hours and wasn't the least bit sore at all.

Life often teaches us not to speak too soon, at eleven o'clock the next day I thought I was dying or at least I wished I were dead, my head was pounding, not from the after effects of the drugs but from the rough treatment from Oliver and I couldn't actually stand up because of the pain between my legs. I decided to take a salt water bath to try and wash the pain in my snatch away and regretted it as soon as I sat in the bath, I discovered that there was no skin left on the insides of my labia minor and the salt getting into raw flesh hurt more that the soreness in my pussy before I sat in the bath.

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