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First published: 09 February 2014

Half-term Holiday Homework
by Isabella

Story Code: b+/g, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism

The kids arrived home early on the last day of school before half-term, I called them all into the dining room and asked to see their homework books, William found his first, he had English, Maths and History homework, "Right, into the living room, no TV until the Math homework is finished!" I got all the "But mum's" and stopped him dead in his tracks, "Remember last time, the day before you were due back at school you tried to do it all in just a few hours and got bad marks in every subject so this time, all homework will be done over this weekend so you can have all week to play."

Laura had the same homework as William with the addition of Geography as well. I sent her into the living room to do her maths as well. Amy was struggling to find her homework book and when she did it just said 'Play - 10 minutes - for five actors!' I checked the other pages in her homework book and that was all the homework there was for the whole week and two days off on half term holiday. "Play, what does that mean?"

"Oh, we have to write a play together and put it on for the rest of the class on the first day back at school."

"We? Who is or who are the we?"

Amy mined deep in her school bag again and pulled out a folded sheet of paper, "Danny King, Ian Fisher, Alan Godard and Robin Bentham and me."

That surprised me, "Four boys and you are the only girl working on the project?"

"Yes, there are three girls from my year living locally and twelve boys, Danny, Ian, Alan and Robin live in the farms around this end of the village so we were teamed up together."

"And when were you supposed to do this project?"

"We were thinking about having a meeting tomorrow morning, we have to try and work face to face for the whole project, Sarah's group have to try and write their play just using emails, Kelly's group have to use Skype and Amanda's group can use a mixture of all three."

"What about music club?"

"I'll have to miss it just this once but Laura can still go."

"So, you think it's a good idea for me to take William to football, your father takes Laura to music club and what, you go off to some strange boy's house to write a play, I don't think your father would agree with that, do you?"

"Wellllllllllll, I was hoping that the boys could come over here, I could push the bed in the bigger spare room to one end and we'd have enough floor space for five of us to do a little improvising, work through the scene and then write it down, write the play upside down, you know what I mean?"

"You'd stand more chance of building a snowman in the Sahara desert than getting your father to agree to you being left alone in the house with four, hormone fuelled, boys."

"You can get him to let us do our homework here mum, I know you can."

I made James a coffee and took it to his study and while he drank his coffee I told him about Amy's homework project, he just shook his head, "I know I keep telling her that she's supposed to do her homework as soon as possible to get it out of the way but why does she need to do it tomorrow when we're both going to be out of the house?"

"I think two of the boys need their fathers to be around to drive them over and she knows that you wouldn't want the boys around here on a Sunday."

"Okay, here's what we'll do, I'll take William and Laura, drop her at music club with money for her drink and snack at break, then I'll take William to football and stay with him until that's finished then pick Laura up on our way home. You can stay here and keep an eye on Amy and the boys!"

Well, it wasn't exactly what Amy wanted but at least she was happy that it would be me at home rather than her father, he would have insisted on her and the boys using the living room to write their play in so he could keep an eye on what they were doing from the dining room.

Amy was already up when I woke the next morning, she had already been in the bath, already brushed her hair and tied it back, painted her finger and toe nails with bright red nail polish and dressed in her latest 'Posh' frock, the one with shoestring shoulder straps, white Lycra bodice, very tight and with an extremely high waist and hanging from the bodice was a voluminous stiff rayon, not too short either, four inches above her knee but even so, James didn't really like seeing her dressed in it. James only accepted it because his mother gave Amy the dress as a birthday present, what he didn't know was that it was actually his father who chose the dress on his mother's behalf as she was away in Greece, June had bought Amy a present over in Athens but couldn't get back to the UK in time with it so Ron had rushed out to cover her back for her.

Amy kept out of the way until James left with Laura and William for the morning and when she finally came out of her bedroom she had put on high gloss coral pink lipstick, thick black mascara, duck egg blue eye shadow and a little light blusher. I know that my husband would have flipped his lid if he had seen Amy with makeup on like that, she was only supposed to wear that makeup when she was performing on stage, doing ballet, tap, jazz dance or drama, not to wear around the house or to impress boys from school.

Ian Fisher arrived first, he had walked across the fields from the farm that he lived on with his family; he was dressed in a Manchester United Football strip and trainers. Amy rushed to the door to answer it as soon as Ian knocked, I was watching from the living room window as Ian went to kiss Amy but she stopped him, she looked down at the front of his shorts and my eyes followed hers down the front of his body, there was a very pronounced bulge in the front of his shorts, he had become excited just from seeing the way that Amy was dressed and the excellent job she had make of her hair and makeup.

Amy's face was still bright red from blushing at seeing Ian's erection through his shorts. The shirt was genuine, I was sure of that but I doubt that the white shorts were, Ian had no underpants under his shorts and the micro-thin shorts were almost totally transparent, stretched as they were over his erection. Ian was proudly swaggering as he followed Amy into the living room, almost thrusting his hips out to further show off his erection, that was until he saw me and then it was his turn to blush a little and pull back his thrusting hips so as to lessen the effect of his hard-on.

Amy walked through the living room and on towards the stairs with Ian following on in her footsteps, I cleared my throat and said, "You can wait down here until the others arrive."

I offered Ian a drink but he refused, he looked really upset that I was there in the first place but even more so that I was also stopping the two of them from being alone in the spare bedroom.

Amy kept protesting that she and Ian could make a start on their project while they were waiting but I was steadfast in not allowing her to take Ian to a bedroom on her own. Robin Bentham was the next to arrive, twenty minutes after Ian, he looked surprised to see me and even more so to see that Amy and Ian were just sitting in the living room, waiting for the rest. Five minutes later Danny King's father pulled up across my drive, he had brought both Danny and Alan Godard in his car, both families lived on the same farm and it was quite far out from the village, I opened the door to them and let them in.

Amy almost ran up the stairs as soon as the last two walked through the front door and all five of them ended up in the spare bedroom in seconds, Ian closed the bedroom door but Amy opened it wide again, I heard her say, "If the door's closed she'll assume the worst, you can see if the door is open or closed from the living room."

There was a horrible sound of grating wood on wood as the bed was pushed against the wall under the window to make a large surface for the five of them to practice their play in.

Alan Godard was nick-named 'The Geek'; he didn't go out much, preferring to spend all of his free time playing on his computer and as soon as the five of them settled into the task of talking about the play they had to write Alan stopped them, "I had a think about it last night and I wrote something we could use as a starting point, if you like it we could read through it, then try a first run, see how long it takes and then talk about any changes or additions we need to make."

There was a little mumbling and then Ian said, "This is gold; it's an 'A' for sure providing we don't fuck it up on the day."

I heard Amy shush him as he was talking overly loud, he didn't realise how the acoustics worked in our house, even talking quietly in the spare bedroom with the door open would resound down in the living room.

Ian started talking a little quieter, I was already on my way up the stairs to remonstrate with the boys about bad language, I got half way up when I heard Ian say, "Come on Geek, I need to get to say my best bird pulling line in here somewhere, it's my trademark, my guaranteed leg spreader, you know, 'Come on darling, I'm only human, I need a little something, something or my balls will burst!' You guys know that works for me every time and I want to say it in class without being able to get into trouble."

I was half way up the stairs by that point and could see through the open doorway and into the bedroom beyond, Alan was pulling embarrassed faces of all kinds and nodding his head towards Amy, I got the feeling that he was saying that Ian shouldn't say things like that in front of Amy.

Ian just laughed, "Hey baby, The Geek's worried that you might get upset at hearing my pulling line!"

Amy was making notes in the margin of her copy of Alan's script, "I've heard the line before!" Amy said without looking up from the sheaf of papers.

Ian laughed and said, "And it worked on her...as it always does didn't it baby?" Amy blushed but didn't answer or even look up from what she was writing.

Ian tapped the copy of his script, "Just here, when Dan says his line, at the top of page three, well, it makes him sound a bit like a poof, if he were to kiss Amy, you know, one of them really passionate kisses, that would change the whole meaning of the words, and we could use the silence to get into position for the fight scene."

Danny's face broadened into a smile at the thought of kissing Amy.

Alan chimed in, "Well, that would change the whole context of the play, I put in the fight scene because he was being gay and the other's didn't like it, you know, him being gay but, if he kisses Amy at that point, the fight would be about the other's feeling jealous about Danny getting the girl because he showed his feelings and it would be better if the fight went on while they were kissing, love and violence on the stage at the same time. Let's run through it, see how long it takes and what it looks like!"

I stopped in my tracks, Amy hopped off the bed and they all got into starting positions, when it got to Danny's monologue and Amy sat on the edge of the bed pretending to blush, Danny finished his speech, grabbed Amy's hand, pulled her to her feet and kissed her, full on the lips, Ian and Robin moved around Danny and Amy and suddenly attacked each other in a very realistic fist fight, Alan stopped the action, "Can we get hold of any blunt knives or even realistic looking plastic ones for the fight and Danny, you can't just stand there pressing your lips against Amy's while Robin and Ian are trying to kill each other, the kiss has to have meaning, passion, feeling. You have to use tongues."

Danny looked a little shocked and embarrassed, "Mr. Dover would flip his lid if I stuck my tongue in Amy's mouth!"

Alan put his hands on his hips, "Dover won't give a fart but what he will give is a big mark, we could get an 'A-star' if we can pull this off, what you mean is that you'll be embarrassed to put your tongue in Amy's mouth in front of everyone in the class."

Danny looked indignant, "No, I was thinking of Amy, she'll get a reputation around the school if she lets me kiss her like that on stage."

Alan turned to Amy, "It's up to you Amy, what do you think?"

Amy paced up and down a little, "It felt to me like I could have been kissing my dad or my brother, not at all passionate, I think we should try it again but using tongues."

Alan fished around in his bag and came out with two six inch rulers, he handed one to Ian and Robin, "Push them into your trousers and pretend they are knives for now."

They reset the scene at the end of Danny's speech, he pulled Amy to her feet and started the more passionate kiss, his hand went onto Amy's chest just as Ian and Robin pulled their knives on each other but Danny realised what he had done, he suddenly grew an erection and pushed Amy away, blurting out a string of apologies.

Amy stopped herself falling on the bed, "Don't be silly Danny; you did everything exactly right, it really felt real to me, really passionate, we need to do it exactly like that on the day."

Alan made them reset again and Danny pulled Amy to her feet and kissed her passionately and at the moment the fight started Danny's hand slipped onto Amy's chest and he felt her tiny breast until Alan said "That's it, that's the way to do it, now Ian has to kill Robin."

I don't know what came over me, a shiver ran through my body as I watched my little girl being kissed so passionately by a boy and when his hand slipped onto her breast, even though it was through her dress, that shiver intensified into a micro climax as I was contracting my inner muscles and my thigh muscles over and over again.

They ran the whole play through again and it came out at eleven minutes, Alan was over the moon, "We don't need anything else, we don't need Ian's lame pulling line or anything, we're going to cream the competition." Ian said, "Well, now that you're all happy, why don't you lot piss off home and let me get a little something from Amy before my balls explode."

Amy sat on the bed and was writing in the fight scene directions into her copy of the play script, "If the others leave my mum will make us go down to the living room!"

Ian looked really pissed off, he gathered the other three boys and took them into the corner of the room, there was a whispered conversation, then Ian slapped the others on their backs and walked over to the bed, climbing onto the bed next to Amy, he kissed her, only the third passionate kiss I had ever seen Amy perform with a boy, his hand slipped onto her knee and she stopped his hand going very far up under her dress.

Ian pulled his tongue out of her mouth, "We're all in it together, they won't tell anyone what we're doing so long as they can just watch."

Ian returned to the kiss and as his tongue slipped into her mouth his hand slipped higher up under her dress. I watched in total disbelief as Amy opened her legs and allowed Ian easy access to her lower body, then Ian started to ease his body on top of her, she stopped him, I thought, 'Thank god, she's come to her senses!'

Ian broke off his kiss, he looked very disappointed, in fact, it looked like he was about to say something but Amy stopped him, "This dress creases really easily, then she very calmly, very deliberately and very matter of factly took her dress off and lay back down in just her panties and that was when I saw that Ian had already exposed her pussy by pulling the leg of her knickers over to one side.

I had another little climax as I watched Amy invite Ian to get on top of her, Ian was kissing Amy and struggling to get the front of his shorts down. The act didn't take very long, having three boys watching him obviously lit Ian's fuse a little early and he grunted a few times as he pumped his seed deep into Amy's body. I'm disgusted with myself but I found my hand down the front of my jeans and I had rubbed myself to a proper climax watching my daughter taking a cunt full of semen.

I thought that was it, and Amy did too, I was just about to head back down the stairs when Ian rolled off of Amy, he kissed her, then he said, "Amy, I kind of promised the boys that you'd do them a little favour, you know, just hand or mouth, whatever you want,"

Amy rolled back onto her back, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her knickers and pulled them off and was now totally naked.

Alan, Robin and Danny were all a little stunned, they just stood there, I got the feeling that Amy could have just refused point blank and they wouldn't have minded one little bit, then Amy said, "Well, I got Danny all excited earlier so I guess he should go next!"

Danny almost crapped himself but when he got over the shock he jumped on the bed and wrestled his trousers down as he kissed Amy, she guided his cock into her cunt after he proved that he was a virgin and had no idea what to do with a girl. It took Danny far longer to climax than Ian took and when he did finally climax he bellowed out at the top of his lungs.

I gave myself a second climax with my fingers as I watched Amy reach an orgasm at the moment that Danny fired off into her. Danny was quickly replaced by Robin who already had his trousers off in anticipation and his cock was a little larger than Danny's and Ian's, he hit the hole with his first thrust and managed to carry Amy on with her climb up the climactic scale, she began to make a lot of noise too and she was in so much ecstasy by the time that Robin climaxed, Amy was sobbing with pleasure. Alan gave Amy time to calm down and compose herself before he clambered between her legs and started fucking her, I climaxed for a fifth time and then, I realised what I was doing as well as what Amy was doing, three boys standing there, naked from the waist down, making no attempt at getting dressed, I could very well see Amy taking all four for a second time.

I walked into the room just as Alan fired off, he jumped up from between Amy's legs, his spunk rocketing off all over her body, he was just unable to control anything, I stood there with my hands in my hips, "What the hell is going on in here?"

Five stunned and mute faces looked at me, the boys, erect to a man before I walked in were all soft now but making no attempt to hide themselves.

I dragged Amy to the bathroom and dismantled the shower to use the hose and warm water to irrigate her vagina, "You're being very silly, you know that since you started your periods those boys could have made you pregnant having unprotected sex with them like that!"

Amy was sobbing, not from being caught fucking four boys but from being stopped short of her expectations. "I'm in my safe period mum, I can't get pregnant until next week, I'm safe."

I walked back to the bedroom, four boys, all sitting on the spare bed, all still naked from the waist down, I checked my watch, "Your father will be home in an hour, this room had better be tidy and smelling sweet by then!" I closed the door and left Amy with her homework group. Amy had so much fun that within seconds of my closing the door she was bellowing through orgasm after orgasm that I could hear, even through the closed door.

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