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Written: 19 June 2018

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Stranger Part 2
by Isabella

Story Code: M/F, MM/F, Public sex, Incest, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Sex Slave

Johnny was back at work on the damaged stonework before I was fully dressed, I noticed that the hammer he was using had gone up three sizes and he was hitting the chisel harder and faster after sex in the bell tower than he had been before I arrived.

Ron had told me to take Johnny's phone when I left the church, he wanted me to ring him and tell him everything that had happened in the church when Johnny saw the way that I was dressed.

I left the church and walked slowly home, I called Ron to tell him what had happened and that we were almost caught by the Priest in the act.

Even though I was wearing four inch heels I kind of plodded down the church path towards the lychgate, not really thinking about what I was doing...more thinking about the plan that had sparked in my head about my next sexual step with my husband now that I'd had sex in a public place and had almost been caught. Phase two had popped into my head while Johnny was talking to the Priest three inches away from where we'd just been fucking and three inches away from my totally naked body.

I closed the church gate behind me and while I still had my back to the road, a car, driving past the church, hooted its horn at me. I heard the engine slow and without really thinking about it I had switched from plodding mode and into cat-walk mode.

"What was that?"

"A car, the driver hooted me and I think he might have stopped up the road from the church."

"Well, let me know what happened...even if you think nothing actually happened!"

I closed the call down to Ron, Just a few short hours ago I would have been affronted by a man hooting at me from his car and suddenly I'm vamping for him. As I strutted my stuff, I heard his car stop and his door close, the 'Beep-beep' told me that he'd set his alarm. We didn't live very far from the church and I was already at the end of the lane leading to my house. 'Turn left to home or go straight on?' that was the question I asked myself, I walked on.

As I wiggled my arse more than was necessary I pondered phase two. I was sure that Johnny would have been happy screwing me out in the open next time but who would be the best man to catch us at it? I couldn't ask Ron, there would be the kick for Johnny of his dad catching us, but that might be a turn off for him, incest wasn't everyone's cup of tea or turn on and then what would be the blackmail element?

Suleiman popped into my head, Suleiman was big, not fat just big, he was one of the biggest men I'd ever met in the flesh, his size might intimidate Johnny, the fact that Johnny probably knew him as well, being one of his father's main building products suppliers, Johnny was bound to have been to SBS to pick up stock for his dad's crews. Suleiman knowing Johnny and Johnny's father would give the blackmail element and having Johnny watch as a black man fucked me...that would certainly be about the biggest taboo that Johnny would be able to handle, the inter racial aspect and I'd be well turned on too having my husband watch me fucking a big black man.

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I felt a hand on my shoulder, the driver of the car that had hooted me had caught me up.

"Hi, do you live round here?"

I turned to look at him, he kept his hand in place so I swivelled under his palm, his hand was on the bare flesh between my neck and the shoulder strap of my chemise. He'd picked his moment to approach me, I was at the side of the gateway into the meadow that ran from the main road to the side of my house and then up to my father-in-law's house beyond. I'd walked past two other gateways while being followed but the man had waited until this particular gate because there was a telegraph pole and connection pillar two feet away from the hedgerow so the tractor mounted flail couldn't trim the hedge back for about four feet to prevent damage to the telephone equipment, it formed a deep sightscreen between the village and that gateway.

"Do you have anywhere to go?"

Mmm, I thought, 'Ambiguous question, he could just be offering me a lift if I was walking somewhere, he could be asking me if I was in a hurry somewhere or he could be asking me if I had a place we could go, somewhere private...'

While I was distracted by my thoughts, he started stroking my shoulder, his hand reached up to my ear and then back to the shoulder strap of my chemise, he didn't stop though, he eased my shoulder strap a little towards my arm.

I did a mental sweep of the area, my kids were at home with Simon so I couldn't take him there, the barns around the farm had all been fitted with locks because of recent spate of farm crimes and I didn't have keys to any of them. Apart from the woodland that the family owned or the woods that Simon had slept in, I didn't know where I could go for some privacy any more.

I shook my head.

He looked disappointed for a moment then he seemed to shrug his shoulders, he'd made up his mind, I expected his hand to fall from my shoulder and for him to walk away but I was wrong. He looked to the left and then to the right, he'd made up his mind and scouted his environment. I didn't know him, he wasn't a local man, just one of the many that used our village as a rat run to escape the crawl of rush hour traffic trying to get into Kettering. So many people didn't want to go to Kettering, just through it on their way to someplace else. The rat run used four or five villages to skirt the town and emerge out the other side.

He looked back into my eyes and down my body, he was still massaging my shoulder with his right hand, palpating the muscle as he slid his hand back to my ear, now there was an added dimension, he was pushing me backwards until my back hit the gate, he bent his knees to get his mouth on the same elevation as mine and he was leaning in for a kiss when I heard a vehicle in the distance. Rush hour was over so it wouldn't be a stranger taking a short cut, it would be a local and from that direction the driver and any passengers would all be able to see me standing there with the stranger.

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I quickly turned my back to the road, I moved so quickly that I didn't pivot under his hand this time, This time I threw his hand off of my shoulder, his hand took the shoulder strap of my chemise as well of my bra strap over the end of my shoulder and down my arm.

I rested my elbows on the top rail of the wooden gate to prevent my chemise falling too far down and exposing too much of my bra or worse...

I looked out over the meadow, my house was well screened with a tall hedge of its own so all I saw of it was the roof, Ron's house however was higher up the hill, I could see his veranda with his telescope on its tripod standing and pointing at my bedroom window. I looked back through my mental filing cabinet, all the pictures in my head that contained Ron's house from this direction showed that the telescope never pointed above the vertical, from his lofty position, Ron could look into the private spaces of a lot of houses in our village. The vehicle passed behind me, my new friend was now at my side looking out over the meadow, we just looked like an ordinary couple, he had his arm across my back, his hand back on the top of my shoulder.

I risked a quick look over my shoulder as the vehicle passed, a mud brown Toyota Land Cruiser Pick-up Truck, it was four wheel drive with a high ground clearance and the logo for 'Clarke's Construction' on the door panel.

The colour and type of vehicle meant that the driver and possible crew in the Toyota were ground workers; they laid drains and services on building sites, set out the footings and the road edges. They were always the first on a new site and did the messiest jobs so they had brown vehicles so that they showed up the mud splashes less than other colours would. I didn't see who was in the truck but whoever it was, they would know me, even from behind. I was trotted out to help at all works functions, Christmas parties, New Year's Eve parties, important birthdays and anniversaries. I served the staff with food and drink and was expected to dance with directors of the company too.

I felt hot breath on my neck, lips kissing and biting, the other shoulder straps of my clothes were pulled out of the way and fell to be caught by my forearms resting on the top rail of the gate.

I caught movement in my peripheral vision, The sliding door from Ron's den opened and he stepped out onto his veranda, he had his mobile phone to his ear and he swung his telescope in my direction and bent down to the eyepiece. Ron was watching me again, this time, I wasn't committing a crime, I wasn't performing an incestuous act, just standing with a stranger, letting him kiss my neck.

My stranger slid his hand between my body and the gate and he started lifting the front of my chemise, he exposed the front of my knickers before diving his hand down their front, when his fingers rubbed over my totally bare pubic mound, he gasped into my ear. He gasped at the feeling and pressed on; he turned the corner and felt the semen oozing out of my slit, "Seems I'm not the first to get to you this afternoon, who's already fucked you darling?"

I could have mentioned Ron, Simon and Suleiman but I knew that some men wouldn't queue up behind a black man for sex so I limited my list to just those that had fucked me since my shower...

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"My husband fucked me a few minutes ago."

I felt my new friend jolt a little, he looked around again, well, to the left and to the right, and fortunately he didn't spot Ron on his veranda. I watched Ron look at his phone, his thumb flicked over the keypad and my own cell phone pinged in my clutch purse.

"I'd better get this...Hi dad...just taking a walk...Yes, Johnny's still working in the church, well he was when I left him a few minutes ago..."

The whole conversation was one sided, Ron was telling me to take my knickers off for the man, telling me to let the stranger fuck me standing right there in the gateway. I wanted to tell him that it was too dangerous to let the stranger fuck me out in the open like that, I was looking up at him with a pained expression on my face.

There was a moment's silence and then Ron said, "I'll send Jerry back, he'll park up just around the bend and he'll block the road off a little and pretend to be broken down, he'll slow traffic heading for the village and he'll sound his hooter if anyone comes from that direction...I can see if anyone leaves the village in your direction and I'll ring you if anyone comes from the village."

"...okay daddy, I'll see you later...okay, bye...love you!"

I looked at my friend and smiled, he smiled back at me, "So, you did your husband in the local church did you?"

I nodded my head.

"I want to fuck you right now, come to my car, I know a lay-by that's back off the road."

"Why don't we just do it right here?"

"Bit public isn't it, bet you wouldn't get naked here so close to the village...do you live there?"

I leaned in and kissed him, I nodded my head as I kissed him and when I broke the kiss I was already stepping out of my knickers. He grinned at me when he saw me picking my knickers up off the floor.

"Hold it, I can hear a car!"

I let my arms fall to my side and my chemise dropped to the floor.

Jerry drove past us, I was standing in just my red lacy bra with my cream chemise forming a puddle around my ankles. My new friend looked over his shoulder, "Hey, that was the guy who passed us a few moments ago!"

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I could see a worried look on my friend's face, he was stepping away from me.

"It's okay, he couldn't see us from that direction, he was probably just clocking off, his office is just in the middle of the village, just beyond where you parked your car."

I reached behind my back and opened the clasp on my bra strap. I let my bra fall to the floor and I turned back to face the gate and Ron. "You want to do me this way round?"

He still looked uncertain but now I was totally naked and he couldn't hear the truck anymore so he knew that it wasn't coming back anytime soon.

He stepped back in, he unzipped his fly, I didn't look to see his size or shape, this would be a once in a lifetime quickie, I wasn't building a relationship with him, just helping him relieve a little sexual frustration of his own.

I looked over at Ron, I saw him playing with the camera that was attached to the side of his telescope. I felt his cock against my bottom, I couldn't see it but I knew that it wasn't anything to write home about. He was struggling to get into position, if he'd got a cock as long as Simon or Suleiman's, he'd be fucking me by now. I was just standing there, leaning forwards slightly while he tried all ways round to get his cock up me. I saw Ron stand upright, he picked his phone up and my phone pinged again.

"Hi dad...no, I told you, I'll be back in a little while..."

Ron was telling me to step up onto the bottom rail of the gate, or even the second rail up, "Get your feet higher and stick your arse out, he isn't too big from what I saw of him so if he still can't get in, let him fuck your arse...you need training there anyway!"

"...okay dad, see you soon, love you!"

I looked over my shoulder at my friend who was looking very frustrated, I smiled at him, "My dad's going to start cooking dinner for my kids but he wants me home as soon as possible."

I stepped on to the second rail of the gate and let my backside stick out so he could stand up straight. He was in me and happy, he didn't fuck me for long, even though I was as slippery as hell and every time he pushed his cock up my cunt, he pumped some of Johnny's spunk out of me and onto the muddy track leading into the field. He'd made good use of having two free hands, he'd fondled my tits the whole time he was fucking me.

My phone pinged again as my fuck buddy stepped away from me, I turned my back on Ron and looked at my friend's cock for the first time, if he was a fish I'd have thrown him back and now that he's climaxed, he was shrinking down to the size of a clitoris rather than a flaccid cock.

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I watched as he wiped his shrinking cock clean of his own cum and Johnny's as well, I lifted my phone to my ear, "Hello...who's calling please...Sorry wrong number...that's okay, no problem, bye."

It wasn't a wrong number naturally; it was Ron phoning me again, "Vicky, he's going to bolt as soon as he hears Jerry's truck coming round the corner and leave you standing naked. As Jerry's helped you out by standing guard for you, he deserves a little fun too, he has keys to the gate, he'll pass them to you, you open the gate for him and go in, he'll reverse in and I want you to fuck him on the flat bed amongst the dirty tools on the back."

Ron was right; as soon as Jerry turned the engine of his truck on my stranger ran like a frightened rabbit. I had to step out into the road to collect the master gate key from Jerry, I could now be seen clearly from the village if anyone had been standing there.

I unlocked the gate and opened it, my clothes hung there from the top rail like washing on a line. Jerry backed into the now open gateway so that his Toyota was all the way in the field. Jerry looked awkward as he climbed out of the truck, I'd known Jerry since he was a sixteen year old apprentice, I was pregnant with Sarah at the time and I had visited the office to give Johnny some sandwiches for his lunch as he was being sent to London on an urgent errand for his dad.

Jerry had been massively embarrassed at seeing a naked woman, it seemed impossible but I was the first pregnant woman he'd seen, he was even more embarrassed when the tradesman he was working with whispered to him that I had a baby in my belly.

Jerry had started with Ron's construction company as an apprentice brick layer but he'd failed exam after exam and when he was twenty he came off the brick laying team and started 'Mud Plugging'.

Jerry would just work all day long, he had unbounded energy, he was like a digging machine with a spade in his hands. He'd married when he was eighteen and divorced when he was twenty and since then, I don't think he'd had another girlfriend.

Jerry lowered the tailgate and he jumped up onto the back of the Toyota, he moved a few bits of kit around before he looked down at me, "Mr Clarke told me that he wanted me to leave enough stuff on the truck's bed to make it look uncomfortable and he wanted me to make you really muddy..."

I offered him my hand and he pulled me up onto the truck. He lifted me like I was a rag doll, as if I had no weight at all. Jerry was a really nice man, mild and gentle, he wouldn't say boo to a goose and he doted on Kate, his wife for two years. I'd wanted to ask him many times at events, find out exactly what had gone wrong between him and Kate but he always seemed on the edge of tears whenever he saw other co-workers with their wives and girlfriends.

I lay in the mud and wriggled my back to move a long steel bar that was pinching at my back. Jerry just stood there looking down at my body. I could see from his eyes that he was faultering, he was uncertain as to what to do.

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"You do know that Ron is watching us don't you Jerry?"

He looked shocked, "I'm sorry Mrs Clarke...I don't know what to do!"

"Jerry, you were married for two years, just do to me what you did to Kate."

He shook his head, "Kate said that I was too big for her, she told me that I couldn't...you know...couldn't do her, she only ever let me touch her with my fingers and she used her hands on me...that's all we ever did."

"Well, we'll only do what you're comfortable with."

"But your dad will think I'm gay or something, he'll lose all respect for me."

"Did Kate ever use her mouth on your cock?"

Jerry blushed a deep red, "No, she always just said it was my own fault for being built like a horse."

I reached up and pulled his trousers down without undoing them. He was almost an exact copy of Suleiman, same length, same girth. The only difference was his cock was pink and not black. I sat up, I had to move Jerry around a little so that Ron could see both of us through his telescope.

I sucked his cock for him and he started babbling that it felt fantastic, that I was fantastic. He exploded without warning, I was overwhelmed by a bucket full of semen, it came out of my nostrils, overflowed my mouth and dribbled down my body from my chin. I got over the original tsunami of cum and decided to suck him until he went soft, I sucked and sucked. Several cars passed us on the lane outside but their view of us was blocked by the Toyota's cab.

I pulled my mouth off of his cock, "Do you go soft after you cum?"

He gave me a confused look as if I was asking a question that was totally mad, totally unusual.

"Well, if you're going to stay hard...shall we get down to fucking right away."

"Won't it hurt you?"

"I've had two babies, their heads are far bigger than your cock, and that guy who just fucked me has left me well lubricated."

He pulled his T-shirt off over his head, his trousers were still around his ankles, his work boots wouldn't come off easily and his trouser legs were too tight to pass over his massive boots.

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I invited him down on top of me and he slid in easily, he was totally shocked at the ease that I took his cock. Once he realised that he was all the way in my cunt and I wasn't being hurt by him, he went a little crazy.

Jerry weighed thirteen stones, he was one hundred and eighty-two pounds of pure muscle, I'd never been fucked so fast for so long, he was thrusting at five or six thrusts a second, he even climaxed, shot his load but just kept on going. I was sweating so much that I was slowly being covered by mud from the truck's bed and Jerry's tools.

I tried to mix it up a little, changing position but Jerry just wanted to pound away into me...that mastitis cream was going to take another beating when I got home...that was for sure.

My telephone sounded again, I looked at the screen, the caller ID said 'Home'.

I had to stop Jerry fucking me and get my breath back before I could answer.

"Hi darling..."

Jerry suddenly looked hurt, his cock was buried deep in my cunt and I was talking to my husband and calling him darling.

"No...nothing's wrong darling but after almost getting caught by the Priest the way we were...and what we were doing...I just needed to take a walk and think...no, no, I don't regret it...quite the opposite really, I was so turned on that it worried me a little and now that I've had a little time to think about it...I think I want to...kind of go further."

Johnny sounded suddenly very excited, "Shall I come and pick you up?"

"No! No need, I've bumped into Jerry...yes, Jerry Bell, he's offered me a lift home."

The conversation lasted another minute and after I hung up I sighed, "Just five more minutes Jerry darling and make it good for me, Johnny wants to talk to you about putting in an electric cable under our garden for us when we get home."

Jerry blushed again and I had to dig my heels in to get him started again. I had five good minutes and five massive orgasms and then we dressed. "When we get home, just remember, you've done nothing wrong...Ron wouldn't have told you to fuck me if he thought that Johnny would mind. When we get to my house, stop short, don't go on the drive, I'll take you in through the boot room, while you're taking your boots off I'll slip into the shower to get all this mud off."

I had to lock the gate, it wasn't far across the field to my house but it was further to go around the roads to get there. We sat in silence in the Toyota's cab. At home I almost ran into the shower room and got straight into the shower. I could hear Johnny and Jerry talking in the boot room about the cable run and the trench that would need to be cut. I heard talking in the services cupboard that backed onto the shower.

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"Well, if I remember rightly, the drain from the boot room goes straight out and is set in nine inches of concrete heading for the front of the house. I think that you'll need to find a way of getting a cable under the shower tray next door and break through the foundations at the far end of the shower tray, we'll only have to replace one tile if we can do it right."

Johnny knocked on the shower room door, "Vicky darling, Jerry needs to look at the floor of the shower room and I don't want to keep him here longer than necessasary."

"The door isn't locked...it's okay to come in!"

I had been about to step out of the shower but I stopped under the water a little longer. Johnny brought Jerry into the room and smiled at me, I was washing between my legs and facing the shower screen door when Jerry walked in. Jerry had to kneel on the floor in front of the shower to remove the plastic inspection cover to see how clear the void under the shower was.

Johnny just stood there looking proudly at the way I just carried on washing myself as Jerry checked me out.

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