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Published : 05 September 2021

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Doing it for my sister
by Isabella

Story Code: M/F, MM/F, Mf, Mm/f, f/f, Anal, Oral, Bestiality, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism

Sarah is two years older than me...we're sisters but I wouldn't say that we were close or friends or anything like that, even though we did lots of the same activities, we tended to mix with people of our own age.

When I was sixteen, I discovered sex with a man called Mark, he was older than me and our relationship was a total accident. I was at a party with my friends at Tina's house on Saturday...just eight of us, including Tina. A gaggle of sixteen year old girls, Amanda, the oldest member of our group, had searched Tina's house from top to bottom, looking for alcohol but Tina's parents had arranged to go to a west end show and knew that they would be out of the house for at least five hours so her father had removed everything containing alcohol from inside the house.

Amanda was sure that if we tried hard, one of us would be able to get alcohol from one of the many shops in town...not everyone was brave enough to try to scam, beg, steal or borrow alcohol, in any group of people, half of them were timid followers and half were brave leaders. So, four of us tried to look as old as possible and we went in separate directions. I took the road to the east, there was a small Asian corner shop and it was universally agreed that if a girl smiled at Mr Hasan...accidentally flashed a little thigh at him or lean forward, let him see a little down the front of her dress, he would sell her a half bottle of something strong and forget the mandatory 'I-D Check' but none of my friends were willing to smile at the Asian or flash a little flesh at him...even for booze, so it was down to me!

There was another advantage to going to the east, just beyond Hasan's corner shop, there was a 'Bargain Booze' warehouse...a massive store with lots of opportunity to apply for a little 'Five finger discount'...if you know what I mean? My phone pinged, it was a group text message from Amanda to the three of us foraging for beer, she had just been asked for her I-D at Tesco's Local and had to beat a hasty retreat, she was going to try the Co-op store next. I was just approaching the door to Mr Hasan's shop but I saw that it was a woman at the till and I doubted that showing her any amount of flesh would induce her to sell me alcohol.

I ignored the corner shop and walked on to the Bargain Booze warehouse, if that was a bust, I could stop off at the Asian store on my way back to Tina's house, see if Mr Hasan was back at his usual post. Mark was smoking outside a shop...he called it a 'Tea-break,' I called it a cannabis break, judging by the smell of the smoke from his fag. Mark was just a worker drone in the Bargain Booze Empire, a shelf stacker and floor sweeper. I walked into the shop and did a swift about turn, there were three uniformed police officers hassling the manager because they thought that he was selling spirits without the benefits of duty being paid, the bottles appeared to have been smuggled in from Eastern Europe where the tax regime was much lower than the ninety percent tax charged by HMG on alcoholic spirit sales...vodka was so cheap in the old USSR area that people filled their car radiators with the stuff to act as an antifreeze.

I walked over to Mark, "You're taking a risk...smoking that while there are three coppers in the store!"

Mark blew a massive lung full of smoke from his lungs, straight into my face, "Life is all about taking risks darling."

I smiled at his answer and asked him if he would buy me a pack of beer, I smiled at him sweetly and offered him the money.

"I'll get you the booze for a little ten minute kiss and a cuddle behind the shop first!"

Okay, Mark looked like...well, almost as old as my dad...perhaps not quite as old as that, after all, my dad was really ancient, well, Mark was old enough to work full time, so he was definitely over eighteen years of age but I really wanted to be the first girl back to the party with beer so I nodded my head and agreed to go with him for ten minutes...I mean, what's kissing and cuddling with an older man compared to earning the respect of my friends for being the one girl in our group to actually supply the beer for our 'Sweet sixteen' party...after all, I'd been prepared to flash a dirty old Asian man for a chance to get my hands on some beer.

I followed Mark behind the shop to the loading bay at the back. He finished his smoke and flicked the dog-end away as he opened the rear doors to a ratty old Bedford van. It was quite a climb up for him as there was a double bed set up across the back doors inside the van, it had sheets, blankets and even pillows...it was a proper bed, just in the back of the van instead of a house.

I suddenly got a touch of cold feet, if it had been a standard van...kind of thing, like a builders van or a delivery van I would have clambered in after him in a flash but the bed...that was different, I had expected a level of discomfort to out kiss and cuddle but the bed was far too comfortable for a simple kiss and cuddle.

Mark sat on the bed and offered me his hand to help me climb up into the back with him, he sensed my reluctance, "Just a ten minute kiss and cuddle and I'll get you a pack of six, pint cans...I'll even use my staff discount so it won't cost you so much!"

I mentally kicked my own arse, I'd been willing to flash down the front of my party dress for Mr Hasan, so that he could see my bra and a little titty flesh, or bend right over to pick up the booze so that he could have seen the back of my knickers under my dress...at least Mark was white and less than half the age that Mr Hasan was.

I reached up and took his hand, Mark almost pulled me up off the floor rather than me clambering up into the van after him.

I sat on the bed next to him as he closed the back doors, he leaned in and I puckered my lips and closed my eyes for the kiss but he missed my mouth, he was reaching behind me, he chuckled and I heard a 'Swish' sound behind me, he was closing curtains across the windows in the back doors of the van. He leaned away from me and there was a click, a light above the bed flickered into life, it wasn't just a ratty old van, it was a proper camper van, very old, very threadbare but it had everything a camper needed, a cooker, a sink, some drawers and even electric lighting.

"I'll just be a minute."

Mark shuffled off of the bed and walked between the cooker unit and the sink, down to the windows in the side of the van, closing those curtains as well, then he went into the front seat, he closed a large curtain that went across both front doors as well as the front windscreen so we were now in a totally private space.

He struggled a little with a mounting on top of the dashboard and dismounted a mobile phone that had been firmly fixed there, probably being used as a cheap version of a sat-nav.

As he walked back to me, he was fiddling with the phone, "Here, it's countdown timer, I've set it for ten minutes so that I don't get too carried away!"

Before he climbed back on the bed next to me, he slotted the phone in a plastic cradle mounted on the side of the sink unit so that it could be seen easily from the pillows on the bed. Mark knelt on the bed and he pushed me onto my back, my head hitting the pillow by the headboard of the bed quite hard. He lay next to me, he pressed the start button on the phone and then covered my lips with his own. I'd have to give him a score of nine and a half out of ten for his kissing skills, I dropped him a half mark because his mouth tasted funny from the cannabis he'd just smoked.

I spotted the timer change from six minutes and no seconds to five minutes and fifty-nine seconds as his right hand smoothed onto my rib cage, left hand side, just below the line of my sternum. He gently massaged his way up to my left breast, covering my breast through my party dress and bra when the clock said, five seconds left.

He had time for three gentle squeezes of my left breast through my clothes before his phone beeped to tell us that his ten minutes were up and suddenly he broke contact, he turned to the phone, pressed the screen and the time jumped from zero seconds back to ten minutes, he turned back to me, I'd taken the ten pound note from my hand bag and was offering it to him again to pay for my beer.

He was about to take the money and then he had a second thought, "How about this...I was enjoying our ten minutes of kissing and cuddling so much that I'd love a little more...how about another ten minutes and I'll pay for the beer myself, save your money!"

I have to say that I was enjoying the kissing myself as well and would have quite happily have extend our time without the offer but, gift horses and mouths and all that, I nodded my head enthusiastically.

"This time, I'd like to see your breasts when we start our kiss and cuddle."

I was shaking my head, it was almost an inbuilt reaction to anyone asking me to do something that rude but Mark wasn't the first boy to feel my tits, I was sixteen years old after all and I'd had close encounters with boys for a few years, several had actually exposed my puppies in the dark cinema and played with them but they had never asked to see them, they had just taken them out as a part of the progression of passion. Mark's face hardened slightly, his smile lost..."I think that would be worth at least two packs of free beer for me to show you them!"

Mark's smile returned, he said, "Deal!", as he offered me his hand to shake on the deal but once my hand was in his, he didn't shake my hand, he pulled my back up off of the bed, and up into a sitting position, then he pushed the shoulder straps of my party dress and bra over my shoulders and down my arms.

My breasts were still covered by my bra cups and the top of my dress as he eased my arms out of the thin straps. He kissed me as he pulled the top of my dress and bra down to my waist, his lips still pressing against mine as he rolled me back onto my back. This was the first time that my breasts had been exposed in the light when I was with a boy but it felt okay, he wasn't staring at them, he was kissing me and we both had our eyes closed.

We kissed for two minutes and then he moved position, his lips slipped off of mine and down the side of my neck, he spent a minute playing vampire and then moved south again, kissing all over both breasts, kissing and biting both nipples, the first boy to ever do that to me and it gave me a flock of butterflies, stampeding in my stomach. At five minutes remaining, his right hand stroked over my left hip and started moving over my abdomen. Mark was now alternating between kissing my breast and lips as his right hand moved closer to my pussy.

This would actually be a first for me, no boy had been allowed to touch my pussy even through my clothes even though plenty had tried...Mark was the first that I hadn't actually tried to stop reaching third base, his palm was over my pussy mound through my dress and knickers with fifty nine seconds to go, he wriggled in closer to the magic button and the pleasure hole, his middle finger brushed down between my legs, taking my dress with it, he flicked over my clitoris, just as the beeper sounded the end of our extra ten minutes of fun.

One last kiss and Mark reset the timer again, "How would you like four packs of beer for free darling?"

I was so excited that I just nodded my head. I was pulled up and onto my knees, I'm sure that he would have stood me on the bed if it had been in a bedroom rather than a low roofed van, I knelt on the bed and he unfastened the back strap of my bra, throwing it to the foot of the bed, then he pulled my dress and knickers down to my knees. There was no sugar coating it this time, I was naked and exposed to him in the light inside his van, part of me wanted to tell him to turn the light off first but I cancelled that thought myself, it would make me seem far too babyish in Mark's adult eyes.

I was pushed back onto my back on the bed but this time, Mark wasn't following me down to kiss my lips or my breasts, he was pushing my dress and knickers down to my feet and off to join my bra at the foot of the bed, he pushed my legs open and started kissing me again but this time, his lips were between my legs, kissing my pussy all over, his tongue driving me crazy, lapping over my clitoris and then burying deep in my hole. He just about licked every inch of my body below my knicker line and I had the most wonderful orgasm of my life...not that I'd had that many orgasms in my life so far and every one of those orgasms were at my own hands.

I looked over at the countdown timer, it was still on ten minutes, he hadn't reset the timer running...but then, we hadn't agreed a time limit for our third session.

I lifted my shoulders off the bed, propping my upper body with my arms out behind me, I made that move just in time to see him wriggling out of his trousers and underpants. He gave me another massive orgasm, my arms gave way and I crashed back down onto the bed. Mark almost swam up my body, kissing every inch of my body as he swam up to my mouth.

I was no fool, I knew exactly what was on Mark's mind and I was selling my virginity to him for the price of twenty-four pints of beer.

As he kissed the side of my neck again, I whispered, "I'm still a virgin!", as the head of his cock nuzzled against my pussy lips.

"That's okay darling, the sheets are machine washable and the mattress is covered in plastic!"

And that was it, he just jerked his body a little, shuffling his body into the right position so that his lips covered mine and his cock entered my body, I only screamed once and that was captured by his mouth and I was no longer a virgin. I must have been really tight on his cock because he climaxed in just a few disappointing thrusts.

It was all over, I was no longer a virgin, for the first time in my life there was 'Stuff' in my vagina that was trickling out of my body. He handed me a towel out of one of the drawers to clean the mess between my legs and he stood at the sink and washed his cock before drying it on the towel that he'd given to me to wipe myself clean.

I reached for the tangle of clothes and tried to sort my bra out of the tangle...I needed information...data...protocols...after being fucked, did one dress quickly and run for it or did one remain naked until our partner's coitus joy fully abated before dressing?

"Don't get dressed yet, I'm going to run in and get your beer for you, it would be lovely if you were still like that when I get back!"

'Oh...okay then...it would appear that the protocol is to wait until your partner is happy for you to get dressed until you actually got dressed!'

I lay back and started rolling around on the bed like a kitten on catnip...I could only see one reasonable explanation why Mark would want me to remain naked for him in his van until his return...and that was that he would want second helpings of my body and, obviously, I wouldn't be quite so tight the second time around and he had deposited a pint of his slippery slime in my pussy...that would make him last longer than the first time we did it.

It seemed like just ten seconds before Mark opened the side door of the van and he leaned in, placing two six-packs of beer on the floor of the van, in front of the sliding door, "Do you want all bitter or should I get some lager as well?"

I had no idea what my friends would like, I'd never tried alcohol or I would have chosen all of the variety that I preferred, "Probably be better if it is half and half!"

He didn't close the sliding door. I slipped off of the bed and ran to the cans of beer on the floor and looked around the open door, Mark had unlocked the outside door to the Bargain Booze's store room and was taking stock straight off of their shelves, he put the two packs of lager on the floor and he locked the shop's outer door.

I tested the weight of one of the packs of beer, I'd be able to carry it but there were four of them, I wouldn't be able to easily manage all four packs over such a large distance...I ran back to the bed and lay there waiting for Mark to return.

Mark placed the lager on the floor next to the bitter and closed the sliding door behind him, "The way I look at it darling, you're going to need a hand with getting the beer to your friend's party...I'll charge you another kiss and cuddle to help get you to your friend's house!"

I managed to stop myself from exclaiming 'Oh goody...goody!' and instead I said, "That seems fair to me Mark!"

I assumed the position, in the middle of the bed flat on my back, legs as wide apart as comfortably possible and prepared myself to receive boarders...trying to be as nonchalant as possible, Mark laughed, "Scooch down the bed a little more darling."

I wriggled down the bed until my feet hit the side of the van, close to the ball of rags that were my pretty party dress, knickers and bra.

"Bend your knees, get further down the bed."

My shoulders were now at the midpoint along the length of the bed as well as across the bed, Mark pulled his trousers and underpants down...'what the fuck...some bastard's stolen his cock!' flashed through my mind. Just ten minutes ago, Mark's cock was massive, well over six inches long and as fat as my wrist...now, there was nothing there, wait a minute, there is something lurking behind his pubic hair, it was only about a half an inch long and about the same in circumference.

"I need a little bit of help to get my love muscle back into action darling!" As Mark was saying that, he knee walked above my head, pushed both of the pillows from the bed under my shoulders and then leaned over me, kissing his way down my body again and as his mouth covered my pussy, he wriggled his hips, his tiny cock rubbed over my lips.

Before I could say that I didn't want to suck a cock, I found his cock growing against my lips and drilling its way into my mouth...it is impossible to keep your lips clamped tightly closed when you're running full pelt through an orgasm.

Mark's cock grew into my mouth until I started to choke, all the while, he was licking my cunny to a lather of combined spittle and his seamen that I'd been storing up to help Mark last longer in my fanny the next time he fucked me. I could feel the juice and froth trickling down between my bum cheeks and suddenly he was interested in that part of my body that lived below my vagina when on my back and he started to massage his finger tip in that nastiest of bodily holes.

I managed to wriggle my mouth away from his cock long enough to ask him what the hell he was doing to my bottom?

"Darling, love is much too short to limit the number of holes that are available for sex...once you get used to it, you'll love taking a big fat cock up your bum, it's a great form of birth control!"

He forced his cock back into my mouth and as I started sucking him again and trying to deal with the choking sensation, a dull thought at the back of my mind was whispering, 'Shit, birth control...I'm such a stupid cow and I'm right in the middle of my danger period too.'

I started on another mind blowing orgasm and forgot all about my impending pregnancy, forgot all about what he was doing with his finger in my bottom as well, I just gasped with pleasure, coughed as the head of his cock rubbed against my uvula and just sank down in the bed a little deeper.

There was a sudden jump, cock left my mouth, finger left my bum and Mark did a skip turn above my body...I only had one heartbeat between the orgasm being delivered with his tongue and the one being delivered by his cock as it slithered into my cunt.

My second fuck was very different to my first, there was no pain, just impure pleasure from start to finish and this time, I wasn't short changed in the pleasure department, I had a twenty minute long orgasm, he was just starting to change his breathing as he closed in on his second orgasm.

That squeaky little uncertain, timid, child like voice at the back of my head was whispering, 'You'd better tell him not to cum in you again...you could already be pregnant from the last time he did you!'

Then a much deeper, much more certain, more self assured voice closer to the front of my brain said, "Shut the fuck up bitch...Dawn can take care of every drop of cum at school on Monday morning with just one visit to the school nurse!'

Well, that conversation inside my head took me by surprise, I'd heard the little girl voice all of my life but I'd never heard the deeper voice before, so I was totally wrong footed but not as wrong footed as I was at the moment of his climax, his cock left my vagina and smashed, headlong into my back passage...well, not actually into...more...up against my anal muscle and as his body shook through his orgasm, it felt like he was peeing up my bum hole.

We cuddled, face to face, as he climbed down from his orgasm, we kissed and he slid his left arm under my hip and returned the middle finger of his left hand back into my bottom hole, he got at least an inch and a half of his finger up my bum before it started to hurt me and he contented himself on just finger fucking my bum with that one and a half inches of finger.

My phone pinged, I broke my embrace with Mark to check my incoming message, I'd obviously been more distracted than I thought possible, there were ten messages before the one I'd just heard come through, messages from each forager, they'd all been busted and moved on to their next target at least once, the last message was from Amanda, she had sent the final message, she had admitted defeat, her message said, 'It's nine o'clock now, let's admit it, there will be no booze at our party tonight...see you all back at Tina's house guys!'

"Looks like it's time to get back to the party!"

Wow, that was fast...okay, all he'd taken off were his trousers and underpants and he seemed to be able to put them both on in one movement, the same way that he took them off earlier, he was retrieving his mobile phone from the little pocket that it was standing in while he'd been using it as a countdown timer. It took me a lot longer to dress but I moved through the van once my bra was on. I was standing behind the driver's seat as Mark pulled the front curtains out of the way. Mark was closing the clock app and suddenly the screen on the phone showed my body in just my bra and knickers on the left half of the screen and the Bargain Booze loading bay on the right.

"What's that?"

"Oh that...my insurance company insists that I always have a dash-cam in my camper van whenever I drive it, I daren't turn a wheel without this little baby being on 'look-out' for me, front and back!"

I pulled my dress on over my head and slipped into the front passenger seat. I saw myself disappear from the screen as I sat down, now the camera above the screen was focussing on the closed curtains across the rear doors.

"Darling, can you pop back and open the curtains over the rear windows please."

Mark wasn't kidding, he wasn't moving until he was sure that his dash-cam was recording everything properly.

It took just a few seconds to open the rear curtains and return to the front passenger seat. Mark followed my directions to Tina's house, we almost had a crash as we left the Bargain Booze loading bay as several police vans were heading that way.

"Wow, that was close, what if we'd still been...you know...at 'IT' when they turned up?"

"We'd have been safe as long as the curtains were closed and the doors locked."

"What are the police doing?"

"They're probably taking all of my boss's smuggled booze away, there have been three coppers and several revenue men in the shop for ninety minutes, that's why I was sent out for a break while the police were around!"

"Why, because you smoke cannabis and your boss didn't want the police finding it on you?"

He pushed his hand in his pocket and took out a memory stick, "No, because I have this...all of my boss's illegal dealings on this one memory stick and as long as I was outside of the shop, I wasn't covered by the police search warrant."

We reached Tina's house just as Amanda and Sue walked across the road, they had met out on the main road but their arrival was fortuitous, they could carry my illicit booty into the house to our four waiting friends while I thanked Mark for his help with a farewell kiss.

"I finish at midnight darling, if you fancy a rematch, I'll be parked just around the corner from your friend's house at about ten past midnight!"

I stood on the pavement as Mark's phone rang, his boss's voice came out of the little speaker on the back of the phone, the police had gone and Mark was being told to return to the shop with his memory stick.

I got a plastic disposable cup and poured an inch of bitter into the bottom of the cup, I took one sip and then tipped what was left into Sue's glass, then I washed out the usually single use cup and tipped an inch of lager into it, again, one sip and I tipped it into the glass of the first girl I saw drinking lager.

Rebecca, the fourth forager suddenly burst into the kitchen giggling like a loon, on her way from her unsuccessful hunt, she had called into her own house and she robbed her father's liquor store of one, two litre, bottle of extra strong cider so I tried a little of that too, of the three drinks, the cider would have been my choice but I couldn't see myself developing a taste for drinking it in reality, I swilled my cup out again and filled it with cola...you always know where you are with cola.

As the evening went on, the games we were playing got sillier and sillier as the various alcohol containers emptied, Tina, our birthday girl definitely had more than her share of the alcohol, if we were all drinking equitably, there were three pints of beer or lager each as well as the extra two litres of cider...so just over a half a glass each, more than enough alcohol to make all of us drunk and Tina was the drunkest of all of us...or rather them! I was as sober as a judge.

At eleven thirty the twister game came out and to be honest, it was a farce from the outset but at ten minutes to midnight, Tina fell on her face for the tenth time and had an instance of sobriety, "What's the time?"

There was a full on conversation/argument about the time, I managed to get myself heard and told them all that it was ten minutes to midnight, Tina shrieked out, "Fucking hell...the old people will be home any minute, we need to get rid of all the beer cans and the glasses that we used to put the beer in!"

There ensued yet another farce, seven pissed girls trying to stamp aluminium beer cans flat under foot and stick the twenty-four cans in one large carrier bag as well as the empty cider bottle and thirty single use plastic beakers stacked neatly together to be thrown away as far from the house as possible, even the innocent cola cup that I'd been using all night.

As the only sober one at the party, I got the job of walking down to the main road, to the bus stop where the council had stationed a rubbish bin so that the passengers getting off the bus could throw their rubbish at and miss it so there would be plenty of space for me to hide our illicit trophies in.

We were really lucky that I'd got out of the house in time, as I reached the corner of Tina's road with the main road, I saw her parent's car turn onto their driveway. I dumped my cargo, bag and all, into the bin and then started the walk back towards Tina's house.

Just as I turned off of the main road and into Tina's road, I spotted break lights in the little side road next to Tina's house...instant thought, 'Could be Mark's camper van! Hopefully.'

By the time I reached the side road, all of the curtains in the caravan were closed and the lights were on inside the van. I walked across the back of the van, on my way to the side door and noticed that one of the curtains at the windows on the back doors had a chink in it, light was flooding out into the unlit street. I had to stand on the tips of my toes to see inside the van, Mark was naked, his back was pressing against the back doors and that's what was rucking the curtain up. I could see that Mark was wanking himself slowly as he watched the screen on his mobile phone. It was difficult to see the screen properly because the screen was so small, it looked like Mark was watching a porn film, a man and a woman in a sixty-nine position filling the screen.

I smiled to myself, Mark was definitely an over sexed monkey, he'd cum in me twice in the last four hours and here he was again, wanking himself as he watched the porn film.

I could hear raised voices coming from Tina's house, words like, "Where the hell did you get the alcohol from?" "Who sold you the beer?" "Have you been shoplifting beer from local shops?" "Did someone older buy the beer for you?"

I stopped looking through the window and looked over at Tina's house, I had two options open to me...well, three actually, go back to Tina's house and get embroiled in all that drama for one...go home and risk waking my parents up and then face a whole other kind of drama for the second or join Mark in the back of his van was my third option.

It didn't take any 'Eeny, meeny, miny, moe' on my part, if it was a toss-up between drama or sex...sex would win every time, now that I'd discovered just how much fun sex could be.

I opened Mark's van's side door and slipped into the back, Mark smiled at me, he was still slowly wanking himself off as he lay against the back doors of the van, now, looking at me, rather than watching the sex film on his phone. I took one step towards him and he let go of his cock and held his hand up to stop me, he didn't have to say anything, I knew exactly what he wanted from me, he was naked, he wanted me naked too, he wanted to watch me in the full glare of his six inch long florescent lights, the one over the sliding door was throwing a spotlight on where I was standing and the one over the back doors was lighting his naked body up perfectly.

I stopped in my tracks and flicked the shoulder straps of my dress off of my shoulders and let them fall down my arms. My dress dropped to the floor in a flash, I stepped out of the puddle of cotton around my feet and reached behind my back, my bra fell away, I caught it and threw it down on the floor of the van, on top of my dress, my knickers quickly followed my bra and I stood there, eight feet away from him, totally naked, my arms at my sides.

He rubbed his cock again and then he made a circular gesture with his finger in the air, he was telling me to turn around for him, I was turning a three hundred and sixty degree circle but once my back was to him he said, "Stop...open your legs wide apart...bend over with your legs straight!"

It reminded me of my dance teacher, she would bark out commands like that...of course, she was a woman, not a horny man and I'd be wearing a leotard and not be standing naked in front of her.

"Grip your ankles with your hands and walk backwards towards me!"

It was difficult but I'd done it before, we called it the 'Teddy bear walk' in dance class...don't ask me why...the teacher never called it that, just us kids.

I stopped when my calves touched the side rail of the bed, he rolled forward and kissed my back hole, kissed it and licked over it before slapping my left buttock hard, the sound of the slap echoing around the inside of the van.

I was dragged backwards onto the bed, I looked at his phone hanging from the bracket on the side of the sink unit, the sex film was gone now and in its place was his clock app.

For our third fuck of the evening...or, as his clock app said that it was twenty minutes past midnight, was our third fuck the next morning after our first two...Mark was in the middle of the bed, I was pulled on top of him, straddling his body, my knees up by his ribs and he sat me on top of his cock, I rode him like he was a horse for a few minutes, my body sitting up straight in the dressage riding position as Mark mauled my tits.

I gave myself a gentle orgasm and slowed down totally satisfied, Mark wasn't satisfied though, he pulled me down, my tits crushing against his chest, he moved his hands from my mauling my breasts to my mauling my buttocks and he started fucking me, rather than me fucking him. As he drove me to ever more powerful orgasms, I was gasping, fighting for enough breath to keep my body working, he started probing my bum again, as every muscle in my body clenched and then relaxed, the middle finger of his left hand slipped a little deeper into my body with each muscle spasm until it felt like he had got most of his middle finger up my bum.

He suddenly stopped squeezing my left buttock with his right hand and he slapped my bum hard, "Turn around darling, sit on my face and suck my cock."

This time I didn't hesitate, I jumped to it, turned my body and backed along his body until my pussy crashed into his mouth and he began licking my pussy as I sank my mouth down on his cock. As he licked me to another orgasm he began probing my bum again but this time not his middle finger, this time it was his thumb entering my bottom and he got it a good inch up me before I gasped in pain and he stopped pushing in and began pulling his thumb to the left, pushing it to the right, pressing down towards my pussy and lifting it up with enough force to lift my body off of his a little and all the time, his tongue was lashing my clitoris hard, keeping my orgasm at fever pitch.

By the time he reached his own orgasm into my mouth, he had the whole of his thumb up my bum, "Swallow it all darling, don't waste any of it!"

As I swallowed the most disgusting liquid I'd ever tasted in my life, I was lifted, moved ninety degrees to the right, pivoting with my mouth on his cock and in my new position, he managed to get the middle and index finger of his hand in my vagina while his thumb was still up my bum and he used both thumb and fingers to masturbate me rapidly taking me to such a height of orgasmic pleasure that I lost control of my bladder a little, a tiny spurt of my pee wetting his fingers and hand. His cock suddenly slipped out of my mouth as he turned his body to get into position to lick around my fanny and his own hand.

I actually thought, 'Well, that was totally disgusting!"

Part of me wanted to run for it before he wanted to kiss me with his piss covered tongue but I really was too turned on by my new sex life that I wanted it to last forever.

I lay on his bed gasping for breath, he stepped over me and found a can of beer in the cupboard under his cooker, he took a swallow and offered me the can, I shook my head, "I don't really like alcohol actually, I only discovered that fact earlier tonight though!"

At least when he kissed me next, I got the taste of beer from our kiss rather than the taste of my own piss.

Mark pulled me back onto his bed again, his back was to the door and as we cuddled face to face, he turned his porn film back on.

There wasn't a whole lot of volume from his little screen but I heard the sound of a female orgasming as he watched it over the top of my head. I looked over my shoulder, just as the woman looked at the camera, it wasn't just any woman...it was actually me, I was the female star of the porn film and Mark was the man that was doing the fucking.

I looked back at Mark and lifted my head, blocking his view of the screen, "MARK, is that bloody thing recording us now?"

"It's always in record mode...it's the top of the range, quad core processing and everything, I can do four things at the same time...are you mad at me for wanting to watch us fucking while I waited for you?"

I bit the inside of my cheek, I thought it over, "No...I guess not...I just wish that you had told me what you were doing, that's all!"

I settled back down, my face buried into his shoulder again, I was kissing his upper chest and collarbone as he watched the film playing out. I actually zoned the sound out until I felt his cock harden against my belly and mentally switched my senses back on, just as on the little screen Mark said, "Darling, can you pop back and open the curtains over the rear windows please."

I looked over my shoulder again, this time, the 'me' on the screen was dressed and walking away from the camera, I watched myself kneeling on the bed to open the rear curtains, 'Hey...I don't look half bad in that dress...I'll bet Mark would say that I look better without the dress on!'

"Are you ready for another turn darling?"

I thought, 'Bloody sex mad!' but I smiled at him and I nodded my head.

I was pushed and pulled into position, my back against the padding on the right hand side of the van that acted as the headboard of the bed, my knees were splayed wide apart and pushed flat against the bottom sheet. Mark pulled my feet so that it looked like I was in a yoga position with the soles of me feet pressing together, toes touching toes and heels touching heels. I looked over at his phone, my pussy was stretched wide open in that position and I was in the perfect position to be filmed by his phone...I also spotted that what had been a really tightly puckered muscle guarding my back passage looked ravaged and open from the earlier stretching that Mark had done to it.

I must have pulled a face at what I saw on the screen, "Would you rather I turned the clock app on?"

I smiled again, 'I'd rather that you covered your phone up so that it wasn't filming me looking like this!' ran through my head but what came out was, "No, I'm fine."

Mark swam into position, he parted my feet by an inch and rubbed his cock between the soles of my feet, I couldn't believe what I was seeing before his head cut off my view so I looked over at the small screen of his phone...'yep, he's fucking my feet now!' "Mark...what the hell are you doing?"

I put him off a little, he was just leaning in to take my right nipple in his mouth as he held my feet in position to provide friction on both sides of his cock as he fucked between my feet.

"Don't you like me fucking your feet?"

"Seems a little weird to me Mark!"

"Every inch of a girl's body can be used for sex, from her toes to the top of her head..." And over the next seven hours, Mark proved to me that he could actually fuck every inch of my body, his cock between my hard calf muscles, the back of my knees, the soft muscles between my upper thighs, against my buttocks, against the small of my back, using my belly and then moving up between my breasts, his cock in the valley between my breasts, his cock pointing at my face. Mark fucked between my tits with one hand on the outside of each breast, pressing them together to increase the pressure on his cock so that he could get himself off.

I could tell that he was really close to his fifth orgasm from his breathing and the way his muscles started to spasm. There was one jerk as semen flooded between my tits and he launched himself forward, the head of his cock rubbed over my lips, and even though I didn't like the taste of his spunk, I opened my mouth for him to push his cock in my mouth to finish off in there.

I was wrong though, his cock slithered over my open mouth, he pressed the little eye of his cock against my nose and he had a second violent jerk as he fired a jet of semen directly up my left nostril...it felt so nasty that I turned my face away to the right and his third jet shot up the outside of my nose and into my eye. Fortunately, my eye was closed so I just got a pool of spunk on the outside of my eye lids. I rolled even further to the right so that the spunk in my eye could drain away and his third jet of semen fired off directly into my left ear hole.

It was two o'clock in the morning by the time I'd cleaned myself up and suddenly I had a call of nature, "Where do we go to pee in here Mark?"

He reached under the bed and pulled out a glass mixing bowl, "Here, use this!"

Mark placed the bowl in the middle of the van's floor, slap bang in the middle of the sliding side door, directly under the light fitting that spotlighted me as I undressed for Mark...if it wasn't bad enough having to piss into a glass bowl, having Mark's nose pressed up against the side of the bowl to watch as I tinkled made it worse!

Once I was finished my pee, Mark took the bowl, he opened the side door and emptied the bowl into the gutter under the van.

I thought that was it but I was wrong, he left the door open and he had his own pee, holding the bowel in one hand and his cock in the other, he took his pee right in front of my face so that I could watch him peeing. Once again, the pee was dumped under the van and then the door was closed.

We cuddled down in bed together under the sheets and slept for twenty minutes before Mark was hard enough to use my body again. Each time we fucked, it took Mark longer and longer to reach his own orgasm but me...I was over the top in seconds each time...girls sure had it great when it came to sex, fast to orgasm, no down time, just cum and cum again, over and over.

The last time that Mark fucked me, he used every inch of my body for sex, apart from the three holes that most men know about, this time, he started out fucking my mouth for twenty minutes, he spent twenty minutes swimming in my pussy and then he flipped me over, face down and he finished off with his cock up my bum...because of the amount of time that he had spent earlier getting my bottom ready for sex, I didn't get much pain from the actual act, just a lot of discomfort but I still managed an orgasm as he finally spurted in my bum.

It was now four o'clock on Sunday morning and we bedded down again for a little more sleep.

I managed forty-five minutes sleep before Mark was prodding my belly with his cock again, I looked at the time, "Mark, I'm going to need a little more sleep!"

He stabbed his hips forward again.

"Okay, just one more fuck and then I'm going home...just use my pussy this time and get off as quickly as you can, don't worry about giving me any pleasure, I've already had an overload of that tonight!"

So, very conventional...me on my back, legs wide apart and him on top of me, facing me, kissing me on my lips as he pounded his meat into my cunt, like some old married couple...I could imagine my mum and dad doing it this way whenever they got around to sex only I doubted that my dad would put half the energy into fucking my mother as Mark was putting into fucking me.

And then another thought hit me, 'I'll bet mum and dad did it when they went to bed last night because Sarah was spending the night with her boyfriend and I was supposedly having a sleepover at Tina's house...this would be the first time in a few years that mum and dad had the house to themselves for a whole night.'

I'd told Mark not to worry about giving me another orgasm, just to get himself off as quickly as possible but I needn't have bothered telling him that, I'd reached my first orgasm within seconds of his cock slipping into me and was out of my brain for fifteen minutes as he got himself off as quickly as possible.

I wiped his spunk from my pussy, kissed him goodbye and pulled my dress on over my head, my knickers and bra were popped into my shoulder bag and I slipped out of the side door of his van.

I sneaked into Tina's house through the back door, carefully climbed the stairs so as not to wake anyone and into Tina's bedroom, four girls were sleeping on, rather than in Tina's bed and three on an air mattress on the floor at the side of her bed, just a Dawn shaped hole on the air mattress on the floor where I was supposed to sleep. I found my overnight bag in the corner, bent over to pick it up and my body let out a massive fart, followed by a splat on the laminate flooring. A lump of jellified semen that Mark had hidden up my bum three hours earlier had fallen away, narrowly missing Sue's head on the air mattress. I dumped a hand full of tissues onto the horrible mess, scuffed them around with my foot before picking the mess up and dumping it into Tina's wastepaper bin.

I walked home with a swish in my tail and there were several more spunk falls on the walk home....I thought to myself, 'It's a shame that it's so early on a Sunday morning, no one is about to see me walking out on the street on my first day as a woman!'

As I felt the soft material of my party dress swishing against my thighs, I realised why Sarah always wore soft cotton dresses...my party dress had belonged to Sarah until she grew out of it and mum passed it on to me to hold in my wardrobe, not that I'd wear Sarah's cast-offs very often, until the last few hours I preferred to wear jeans and a baggy jumper, even in the summer heat...I actually had jeans and a jumper in my overnight bag for my walk home, I'd worn the dress to Tina's house last night because my dad drove me over there...now that I'd discovered the joys of sex and how much fun a boy could be, I'd start wearing a dress more often and probably without knickers and bra under it like I was at that moment.

I had to walk past Hasan's corner shop on my way home, Mr Hasan was just picking up a bale of newspapers off of the pavement to sort out for his delivery boys to distribute through his customer's front doors in about a half an hour's time. I smiled at him, he'd stopped mid bend and looked at me from my bare legs up to my bare shoulders, my tits wobbling free under my dress as I walked wasn't missed as he returned my smile, "I'm not actually open yet darling...but if there's anything you need, I'll gladly open my doors early for you my dear."

"I'm okay thanks Mr Hasan...I'll probably pop in for some sweets on my way to school tomorrow morning though!"

"School darling...surely you're at work at your age!"

"No Mr Hasan, I'm still only sixteen years old!"

"But that's the perfect age my dear, old enough to be a woman and still free to have fun before your husband locks you away from the world! I love the way that you're dressed darling, are you sure that there isn't anything that I can do for you inside my shop my dear?"

"Thanks Mr Hasan...some other time perhaps!"

I chuckled to myself as I walked on down the main road, I wondered how often the old Asian man was successful with his chat-up lines...'Probably more often than you think, he can offer girls alcohol, cigarettes and condoms, all things that a young schoolgirl has difficulty getting her hands on.

I walked past the end of my road which would seem incongruous to most people but my road was a new build, one way into or out of the estate that had many twists and turns along its length, a quarter of a mile along the main road was the same as a mile along my road and my house sided onto the main road, just a short footpath away from the main road.

As I walked along, I spotted a neon blue Vauxhall Crossland X parked on the main road at the side of the house that backed onto my house and I thought, 'That will piss Uncle Bob off when he sees that!'

Bob wasn't a real uncle, he was my dad's boss at work and they had been friends for longer that I'd been alive, we went to Bob and Pam's house when they had parties or barbecues and they came to ours when we had a special occasion. When Bob had been told that he could have a company car, he had paid out a thousand pounds of his own money to have the special neon colour, he had been told that there were only two other neon blue Vauxhall Crossland X's in the whole of the UK when he bought his and now...there was another in the same town as him!

I walked past the end of my back garden's fence and instantly spotted that my father's car was missing from the drive, just the oily spot on the tarmac where his sump breather pipe dripped oil whenever he'd been driving hard. 'Oh...mum and dad must have gone to an all night party last night or something, that means that the house had probably been totally empty all night long...if I'd known that, I could have come home and robbed some of my dad's beer for our party...oh no...that wouldn't have been half as much fun as the way I paid for my beer in the end yesterday!'

I walked up to the front door and tried to get my key lined up with the lock but even though the tip of my key went in, I couldn't seem to get it all the way in, I must have been sleepier than I thought!

I schlepped down the side of the house, found the spare back door key under the plant pot and opened the door. I stepped into the kitchen and gasped, someone had put a bomb in the larder and it had exploded all of the food, the pots and the pans all over the kitchen. My sleep deprived brain tried to process the scene, Sarah had left at mid day on Saturday with her boyfriend, as usual, she would be spending the night with her boyfriend at his parent's house as she did every weekend so she couldn't have made the mess. After Sarah left, mum spent five hours cleaning and tidying the kitchen, the dining room and the living room and then she came with dad when he took me to Tina's house at six o'clock and as it looked like they had been out all night as well, they couldn't have made the mess so that only left me...but I couldn't remember making the mess...I'd have to have a quick bath and instead of dropping into my bed for a sleep, I'd have to come back to the kitchen and start cleaning the mess up before mum and dad got home.

Climbing the stairs felt like I was climbing the North Face of the Eiger Mountain. I reached the landing, I could hear the pulse inside my ear drums pounding and then in my addled brain, I heard that boom...boom...boom of blood in my ears turn into a 'Huh...huh...huh...huh!' sound of sex...'Oh my God, it's only been thirty minutes since Mark last fucked me and I'm already fantasising about fucking all over again...I'd caught Mark's satyriasis off of him...making me a nymphomaniac!'

I shut the sounds of sex out of my mind, walked into the bathroom and ran myself a bath, I fished my bra and knickers out of my bag and dropped them into the laundry basket, I left my dress on while the bath tub filled up and wandered over to my bedroom and that section of my wardrobe that held all of Sarah's hand-me-downs, I stepped back and looked in, before I became sexually awake, I just dismissed all of Sarah's old dresses as far too 'Girly' for me to wear everyday...just for special occasions, when I wanted to 'fall in line' with my friends who all dressed far more girly than I ever did...well, usually did. Now that I looked at them in the sexual light of day, I realised that Sarah only owned sexually explicit clothes apart from when she was forced into school uniform and even then, she wore her uniform in the sexiest way that she could.

I picked out another lightweight dress, spaghetti string straps, very short, very low neckline front and back...'Perfect!'

I hung the replacement dress on the hook on the back of the bathroom door as I closed it, I would usually have locked the bathroom door but I was on my own in the house...for the moment at least so I didn't bother locking it.

I settled down in the water, just the hot side of warm, and let it wash away the sweat from my body and relax tortured muscles from my climb up the north face of the Eiger...that, or the several hours of orgasming from my first night of sex.

I almost went to sleep in the soothing water, suddenly the bathroom door exploded open, my mother staggered in...gasped and pushed my father back out of the room and closed the door, I heard a whispered conversation, I heard 'Home' and assumed that mum was telling dad that I was already home, there was a giggle from my mother, the sound of a kiss...

I called out, "Mum, if you need to use the toilet, just come in...we only have the one toilet that's working at the moment, it's silly for you to wait out there until I've finished my bath before using it."

The door opened and mum walked in again, this time much more slowly. I scanned her appearance, her nighty was shorter than usual, thinner too and I could see that she wasn't wearing a bra but wasn't sure at first if she was wearing knickers under it or not, I couldn't see knickers but then, there was no sign of her hairy black bush through the see through nighty either...yep, her nighty was definitely new...my parents sex life must be so poor and infrequent that the prospect of a night alone in the house without me and Sarah in it warranted splashing out on a new nighty!

I watched as mum sat on the toilet, she lifted the back of her nighty and sat down, no apparent need to pull her knickers down so in the previous few weeks or months, she must have shaved her pussy. As mum sat on the toilet, there was a massive farting sound followed by a very liquid spat in the toilet bowl.

'Mmmm, now that sounded familiar, the exact same sound my bum made as it expelled Mark's spunk out of my bum when I bent down to pick my bag up off of the floor...I wondered if my mum and dad had done anal sex, like Mark and me earlier?'

"You really should lock the door when you're in the bathroom darling...anyone could have walked in on you lying there in the bath!"

"Mum, there's only you, me, Sarah and dad living in this house and Sarah's at Paul's house until lunch time, I'm already in the bath...that only left you and dad!"

There was another splat sound and then the sound of pee tinkling down on top of the water waiting to catch human waste.

"Well, you wouldn't like your father walking in on you while you were naked in the bath like that...would you?"

"Mum, I haven't got anything that dad hasn't seen before...I'm sure!"

'Definitely anal sex!' popped into my mind...and a shiver ran through my body, no girl likes to think of her parents having sex and definitely not the darker side of sex like anal sex but the new me was very interested to learn that my mother and father were still experimenting with sex, even at their advanced age!'

Mum finished her pee and wiped her pussy and further back with toilet paper and even though it was still before six o'clock in the morning, she couldn't help herself...she was a professional mother, she emptied the bathroom's laundry basket, I watched her take my party dress out first, "Your father told me that he thought that you looked very pretty in this dress when we dropped you off at Tina's house yesterday...he thought that I should buy you a few prettier bras if you're going to start going out in such beautiful dresses!"

'I think that I prefer to wear them without a bra under...and no knickers would help boys get easier access too!' My thought caused me to smile but that smile was soon wiped off of my face when mum pulled my white utilitarian knickers out of the basket.

"What's this then?"

I looked in her hand, she had the gusset of my knickers turned out and there were definite signs of blood inside the crotch.

"Eerm...I think that I might have started my period early, I've got stomach cramps...that's why I'm lying in a warm bath...trying to sooth my stomach cramps!"

I looked into her face hopefully...'I don't think she's bought it...just got to keep my nerve...after I see the school nurse tomorrow, I will have started my period by the time I get home!'

Mum took my dirty washing down to the kitchen, I dried myself off and dressed in just the dress, no knickers or bra on under it. I went into the dining room, I started collecting glasses, plates and general detritus while mum fussed around in the kitchen, cleaning and tidying once again...at least she wasn't giving me a hard time over the amount of mess around the house. I even found a pair of knickers in the corner of the dining room and a bra behind the sofa.

Mum brought me a warm cup of tea in for me after the dining room was straight and I sat at the dining table to drink it while mum started to cook breakfast.

Sarah suddenly appeared out of the blue, she was wearing her nighty so she had spent the night at home instead of at Paul's house. I looked behind her as she walked out of the kitchen with a cup of tea of her own, "Is Paul with you?"

"No, I left him and walked home last night!"

Sarah sat opposite me, she blew over the top of her tea and then looked across the table at me, "Different hair style Dawn?"

I shook my head.

"Have you changed your makeup colour pallet?"

I shook my head again, "Nope...no makeup on today!"

Sarah looked at my neck, then she looked at my chest, there was a moment of shock on her face, she gasped, reached across the table and grabbed my right wrist, dragging me out of my seat and through to the living room as far away from our mother as she could get me, standing in the bay window at the front of the living room.

"You lost your cherry at Tina's house last night didn't you?"

I said nothing, I just grinned at her.

There was a massive squeal from just outside the window as dad pulled onto the driveway. We watched as he came to a stop over the little puddle of oil on the drive in front of the garage.

Sarah said, "I wonder where he's been...they had a pyjama party last night when I got home...and look, dad's still wearing his pyjamas!"

We both stood there watching dad walk from his car to the front door, the door just opened, he didn't even need his keys to get in, 'I wonder why I couldn't open it an hour ago?'

I turned to Sarah, "Did you upset their party when you got home last night?"

"No, I couldn't get through the front door but the back door was open so I came in through the kitchen, I saw Aunty Pam and mum in the dining room playing a card game of some kind, Pam said that she had one of the red kings and asked who had the other red king...I think that dad had the king of hearts...but I'm not sure, I just..."

Dad walked in, he looped his left arm over Sarah's shoulders and kissed her on her right cheek, you look beautiful this morning Sarah darling!"

"Thank you daddy."

He looked at me, his right arm looped across my back, his hand gripped the top of my left arm and he pulled me against his left side and as he kissed my forehead, he looked down...I looked down too, pulling me into him had loosened my dress a little, the front had fallen forward and he could see all the way down the inside of my dress to my feet and every point in between. I looked down as well, I could see my feet, a little puff of fur over my pussy mound and movement to my right, seeing my almost totally naked body under my dress had caused a sudden growth spurt in my father's pyjama bottoms...now, I would have expected a boy going to a pyjama party would either have worn underpants under his pyjamas or he would have sewn the fly up so that nothing escaped...dad had done neither and just as his snake popped out to join us in the living room, he dropped his arm from around Sarah's neck and quickly turned the waistband of his pyjama bottoms so that the fly didn't line up with his cock, hiding the one eyed monster at the last moment.

Dad kissed me again but on my cheek this time, he said, "I think that you look really pretty when you wear a dress darling...much better than jeans and a baggy jumper!"

Sarah grabbed my wrist, "I need to talk to you in my bedroom sister dear!"

I was pulled away from my father and as Sarah dragged me through the living room door and out into the hall, dad went through the dining room. Sarah took the first step so that her eye line was at about the same height that dads had been as he kissed my forehead, she looked down the front of my dress to see exactly what our father had just seen of my body down the front of my dress...she gasped when she realised that she could see all of my tits as well as most of my pussy hair.

"How did it go with Bob after I left with Pam?"

I was about to join my sister on the bottom step of the stairs when I realised that the door from the hall and into the kitchen wasn't fully closed, I could just see mum as she stood in front of the cooker, splashing hot fat on a pan full of sausages.

"It was great, he actually managed to get all the way up and he got off up there too!"

"Are you sore now?"

I saw dad step in closer to mum's back, he lifted the back of her nighty and rubbed his hand down between the crack of her bum.

"No, he took his time so that I would enjoy my first try."

"I hope he left me a present to help me get up as well!"

Mum shook her hips from side to side, "Stop, the girls are just in the dining room...they could walk in on us!"

"It's okay, Sarah was dragging Dawn up to her bedroom when I left them in the living room."

Mum moved a little closer to the door that Sarah and I were watching her through, she leaned forward, pressing her elbows and chest down on the counter top and dad stepped in behind her, lifted the back of her nighty and pressed his hips against her bottom.

Sarah gasped, "He isn't...he is...he's fucking her up her bum. What is it with men, we girls come with a purpose built hole for them to use for sex and they want to put their cocks in any other hole but...that's why I left Paul last night and came home.

Sarah turned and stormed up the stairs to her bedroom, I was just about to follow her when mum told my dad that she thought that I lost my virginity last night at Tina's birthday party.

That stopped me in my tracks, mum started to have a silent orgasm and as dad was working her from behind he said, "That's interesting, I thought I noticed a change in her this morning...by the way, will you be seeing Bob again?"

Mum nodded her head, "How about you...any plans to fuck Pam again?"

I watched dad shaking his head as I took the next step on the stairs and then dad said, "No...she's far too one dimensional, only ever interested in missionary sex...no wonder Bob's always hunting for new sex partners."

When I reached the landing, I heard mum say, "I'll talk to Chris, her husband likes Pam and you enjoyed your time with Chris, we could make it a tree-way swap the next time we have a party!"

I closed Sarah's bedroom door, "So, what's gone wrong with you and Paul now then?"

Sarah gave me an exasperated look and a deep sigh, "the same as last time and the time before...Paul is into kinky sex and I'm just more conventional!"

I thought, 'Paul must be a friend of Mark's!'

Sarah and I'd never spoken to each other so much in our life before, I'd known that she and Paul had an off again, on again relationship for the past twelve months but I'd never talked to her about it and I never realised that she was so sexually conventional, the way she dressed and the way she acted, I thought that she was sexually adventurous, that was always the outward perception, while I'd been the outwardly conservative one...I realised that I was happy to try almost anything sexual, well, at least once.

Sarah told me that her usual breakup from Paul revolved around recurring themes, the fact that Paul wanted sex outdoors or he wanted to use her bottom the way that dad was doing to mum when Sarah stormed off, or like the last time she broke up with Paul, they were at a party, they were crashing at one of Paul's friend's houses and one of Paul's other friends, Damian, was on the floor on a mattress while she and Paul were in the bed at Damian's side. "Paul wanted to have sex with me even though I knew that Damian was still awake and the only way that I could stop him was to walk out and come home once again!"

"So, what happened last night to make you break up this time?"

Sarah blushed a very deep red, "You know that Paul's father has a dog!"

"No, I had no idea."

"Well, he does, a German Sheppard dog called Sigmund, well, last night I told Paul that he would have to wear a condom if he wanted to screw me and Paul really hates wearing a condom so I ended up giving him a little suck just to make him happy...even though I hate doing it but as I knelt, naked, in front of him sucking his cock, his dad's dog jumped on my back and tried to screw me!"

"You're making that up!"

Sarah pulled the side of her nighty up, she was wearing a bra and knickers under her nighty and there were three or four crescent shaped scratches on her left hand side, just under her rib cage, then she turned and there were matching scratches on her right hand side in the same place.

"I tried to get away but Paul held me in place, he told me that it was okay if Sigmund fucked me because he couldn't make me pregnant...I actually bit Paul's cock to make him let me go and after I forced the dog off of my back, I got dressed and walked home!"

"Did the dog get up you?"

"No...he...did...not!"

"Pity, I would have thought it would have been exciting to try sex with a dog."

"You don't know anything about sex really, you were a virgin until last night...you've only had sex once, wait until you've had more experience with boys before you think about the kinky stuff!"

"More than once!"

"What do you mean...you lost your virginity before last night?"

"No, I had sex more than once last night!"

"Really?"

I was about to go through my night of sex with Mark, my story was interrupted by the sound of a 'She-wolf' howling at the moon in some distant canyon and that cry caused a stampede amongst the local wildebeest heard and they stampeded up the stairs and into our bathroom.

I looked at Sarah and she looked at me as an almost whispered voice said, "Make sure that you wash it properly!" And then there was yet another farting sound.

Sarah pulled a face and said, "What the hell was that?"

"When a boy has anal sex with a girl it seems to pump a lot of air up her bum and after a little while, all that air escapes in a massive fart!"

"Who told you that?"

"Empirical evidence!"

"You haven't!"

I nodded my head, "I have and I think that it would be fun to at least try it with a dog as well!"

"In that case, I'll take you over to Paul's house after breakfast and you can try his dad's bloody dog out if you like!"

I gave my sister a hard stare...she was testing me, there was no way that she would want me to perform a sexual act in front of her boyfriend that she herself would never do so I called her bluff, "Okay, I've got nothing better to do after breakfast...I'll come with you to Paul's house and try Sigmund out for size!"

Sarah had a disgusted look on her face but didn't get the chance to let me know just how disgusted she was with me because I heard our father leaving the bathroom and rushed out of Sarah's bedroom to talk to mum in the bathroom...I knew that the door would be unlocked because dad had just left the room and there was no way that mum could have locked it behind him all the way from the toilet seat where I could still hear the farting and splatting sounds escaping mother's bum.

I stepped into the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bath, "Erm...mum, sorry about lying earlier...you know, telling you that I'd started my period when really I lost my virginity last night!"

"That's okay darling, you waited until it was legal at least before you started...not like your sister, she was far too young when she started...erm, will we be meeting the boy any time soon?"

"No...he wasn't a boyfriend...just a ship that I passed in the night!"

"You don't know him then?"

"Not really, just a guy that I met last night and may never see again."

"Well darling, if you're going to have sex with strangers I'd recommend that you shave your pussy, even men who look really clean can be carrying crabs or body lice and they are a bugger to shift once they get embedded!"

"Erm mum, when I was in the bath this morning, who was it that you pushed out of the bathroom when you realised that I was in the bath...I know it wasn't dad because he was out when I got home and I saw him pull up on the drive when I was talking to Sarah in the living room."

Mum's face turned red.

"The thing is, when Sarah got home last night, she said that you guys were having a pyjama party and seemed to be playing some kind of card game...Aunty Pam said that she had a red king and asked who had the other red king and dad said that he had the king of hearts...so, did dad go off to Aunty Pam's house with her and Uncle bob stop here and spend the night with you?"

The redness in her face was spreading down her neck now as she nodded her head to show that I'd hit the nail on the head with my assessment.

"How did you guys get into swinging...how long have you been doing it...and how have you managed to keep it from me and Sarah?"

Mum wiped between her bottom, she hadn't actually peed, she had just been sitting there allowing dad's spunk to drain out of her bottom.

"You remember back to February, we were all isolating and I got a bit depressed?"

I nodded my head, mum had tried to hide it from me and Sarah but we knew...and we knew why, she was a professional Cordwainer, making shoes to measure for discerning customers, spending up to forty hours on one pair of shoes but the company she worked for was on the edge of a precipice before Covid and after she was furloughed, Crossland Shoes, the company she worked for collapsed in just two weeks and they were the last company in the whole town that were still making shoes by hand.

I knew why she was depressed, she had spent all of her life learning how to make shoes, her apprenticeship had started when she was just fourteen years old, learning how to thin leather so that the master craftsman could sew neat seams in the uppers and once Crossland Shoes closed its doors, she would never make another shoe as long as she lived...and that hit her hard.

"I had a phone consultation with Doctor Benson, he prescribed me with powerful anti-depressants and they changed me...inside...changed my whole personality, I wasn't happy to just go on having sex four or five times a year, and as soon as you and Sarah went back to school, I wanted sex with your father every day."

"Okay, and how did that turn into swinging?"

"Well, it all started by accident really..." As my mother had cleaned herself, I thought that our private chat would be coming to an end soon but after wiping her bottom, my mother settled back into her seat on the toilet. "...I was talking to Mary Cooper on a zoom chat, her doctor had prescribed her anti-depressants too during lock down and we were comparing how the different medications were affecting us. Mary told me that since going onto her drugs, she had lost what little sex drive she had before taking them and that her husband was complaining about her lack of sexual interest...I think I said something like, 'You should send Alan around here to give John a hand...since I'd been taking my new drug, I'd gone sex mad and John can't keep up with me!' Early the next day, Mary and Alan turned up out of the blue to have a coffee and a chat in our back garden,...you know, following all of the covid rules at the time, just two people in the back garden from one other household..."

I smiled, mum had closed her eyes and the redness in her face was slowly diminishing. This was actually our first actual 'Adult' conversation in my life and I think that it had come about because I'd admitted to having lost my virginity.

"...there was a little awkwardness, me and your father were still in bed when they arrived, I was trying to get your father to have sex with me but he kept saying that he was too sore. Well, as we had no idea how long they would be stopping, we didn't bother to get dressed, just put dressing gowns on...well, after an embarrassing thirty minutes over coffee in the back garden, Mary asked me if I was still having my little problem...because, if I was, Alan was eager for a little 'Exercise!' I took your father into the kitchen and told him about my conversation with Mary the previous day, I said, 'I think Mary has brought Alan over to fuck me!' Your father agreed, he thought that it looked that way too. Well, long story short, Alan and I ended up in the bedroom, leaving your father and Mary talking in the back garden..."

"You mean, you and Alan Cooper came up to your bedroom and had sex while dad and Mary sat in the back garden having mid morning tea together?"

"...well, it wasn't that simple...listening to me and Alan screwing through the open bedroom window, you know, creating a through draught because of the possibility of the covid virus...well, your father and Mary got to talking about sex, he brought up the prospect of oral sex as a way of giving pleasure when Mary didn't want to have vaginal penetration, she and Alan had never actually even discussed oral sex, never mind doing it. In the end, your father went down on Mary, blew her socks off with his tongue..."

I remembered back to last night and the first time that Mark licked me between my legs and the powerful effect that had on me and I nodded my head in agreement.

"...well, that was our first time and after that, we widened our circle out to most of our friends, we had our little parties during the daytime while you and Sarah were at school, the two weeks that you were sent home in May caused us to have a two week break from our swinging because you were home all day, so I started to go out looking for strangers to have sex with to give your father a rest every few days...I'd go with men into the bushes on the park for sex like we did when I was a teenager...that's when I discovered how difficult it was to get rid of body lice from my pussy area after having sex with a stranger, so I shaved it all off and you should do the same."

"So you mean to say that just because someone in my school bubble tested positive for covid 19 and I was sent home for two weeks, you started picking men up on the park for sex?"

"No, not on the park, I'd walk around the shops and if a man started following me, I'd lead him to the park and we'd get it on together! I found that the best place to walk was close to Hasan's corner shop!"

"Mum...the road at the side of Mr Hasan's shop is the red light district, men go there to pay women for sex!"

"No wonder they were always happy to find me and happy to wear a condom when they fucked me...just because I was doing it for free."

"So, when you rushed in to the bathroom this morning with Uncle Bob...that was to wash his cock clean after doing you up your bum, just before I got home and because I was bathroom blocking, you had to send him home to Aunty Pam with a dirty cock?"

Mum nodded her head.

"Your father has been interested in trying anal sex for ages, Bob loved having anal sex with Pam, and he's spent several weeks getting me ready to take anal sex and last night he finally did it without causing me any pain...so your father was very excited this morning when he could finally do it to me for the first time."

There was a knock on the door, it was Sarah needing a pee and dad was shouting up the stairs to tell us that breakfast was ruined, "We're going to have to go out to the 'Greasy Spoon' for breakfast!"

Mum, Sarah and I were all dressed almost exactly the same, very thin summer dresses, thin straps, quite short and very low cut tops...the only difference was that Sarah had a bra and knickers on under her dress while me and our mother were naked under our dresses.

I was watching mum closely as we walked along, in the past, whenever we walked along as a family, mum and dad would wrap their arms around each other and Sarah and I would walk either side of them...no, wait, it was more precise than that, Sarah always walked next to dad and I was always next to mum. Today, Sarah and dad were in the usual position but mum prodded me into a position between her and dad and she walked along the outside edge of the pavement, closest to the passing traffic.

On the main road, I spotted a brown Renault car, it passed us, from behind, at fifty miles an hour, just ten MPH faster that the speed limit. I saw the car whip around the roundabout ahead of us and drive back towards us...much slower this time, he was giving my mother a very close inspection and somehow, my father moved closer to the building line, as far away from mum as possible and he pulled me along with him.

The three of us stopped to look in a shop window and mum continued walking, this looked like a well practiced manoeuvre between my parents. I looked back towards our house, I saw the car make a dangerous 'U' turn close to our house and he drove back towards us again, he stopped at mum's side, she bent over to speak to him through his passenger door's window, as she bent forward, the driver could see her bare tits but the rest of the world could see my mother's bare arse. Mum looked back towards us with a guilty look on her face before opening his passenger door and slipped into the seat at the side of the driver. I realised that the guilty look wasn't aimed at my father or myself, it was definitely a look at my older sister...I guess because Sarah wasn't 'In' on mum and dad's little secret, mum felt a little guilty about ditching us on our breakfast trip.

The car reached the roundabout and whipped around it again and drove back past us towards the parking spot that Uncle Bob's car had been parked in overnight.

Dad gave me a happy smile, well, he looked happy that mum had picked up a stranger and taken him home for sex, the three of us went on alone to the greasy spoon and dad ordered three full English breakfasts. A man approached my dad at the counter, I could just hear the conversation, "Hi John, is Vicky around?"

I saw the man look down the passageway at the side of the kitchen, the passage to the toilet...just the one toilet, it had two pictures on the door, one of a man and one of a woman, indicating that it was a unisex toilet but I could see that the toilet door was wide open and no one was in it. The man then looked at me, he looked over at Sarah, spotted the straps of her bra and then he looked back at me, just to confirm that his suspicion was right and that I wasn't wearing a bra!

Dad said, "She got a pick-up out on the Wellingborough Road and went off with him."

"Did she take him over to the park?"

"No, she took him home I think."

"What do you know about the working girls over there then John...you tried either of them out yet?"

Dad looked around, just as he was collecting his change, I saw him check out the other three women in the café before looking at me and Sarah, he smiled when he realised that the man talking to him was talking about me and Sarah, he shook his head, "Not sex workers...the girl on the left was a virgin until last night!"

Dad walked over to our table with our glasses of orange...not freshly squeezed...out of a carton but the better quality end of the 'OJ' market, so not bad.

The man ordered his own breakfast and collected his own glass of orange, he looked around the room and then walked over to our table, "If Vicky's not joining you...can I have her seat please John?"

Dad looked from Sarah to me before he told the man that he could share our table with us to eat his breakfast.

He looked from Sarah to me, he smiled at me and then he looked at our father, "So, how do you know these lovely young women then John?"

Dad's grin widened, "These two delightful young ladies are Sarah and Dawn, Sarah is my eighteen year old daughter..."

The other man jumped in with, "Please tell me that Dawn is Sarah's eighteen year old school friend!"

Dad shook his head, "No...Dawn is my sixteen year old daughter Kevin!"

"Fucking hell John...pardon my French...but Dawn doesn't look a day under nineteen...a man could make a very serious mistake seeing Dawn dressed like that!"

Dad gave a little chuckle, "Welcome to my world Kevin mate...I have all three of them walking around the house all day almost naked most of the time...fortunately I can play with Vicky whenever my engine has been revved up by these two little minxes!"

I realised that dad was playing to the gallery...or rather Kevin, because, until this morning, I'd never shown anything off in home before, preferring to be covered from my chin to my toes whenever I was out of my bedroom or the bathroom.

The manager came over to our table with two plated breakfasts, he was very apologetic but he had run out of eggs and he'd only managed to do us two breakfasts so far, his assistant had popped out to the supermarket and the other two breakfasts would be ready in five minutes so dad gave Sarah and me the two finished breakfasts as he ate faster than us anyway, he'd catch us up in the end.

Well, the five minute delay turned out to be wishful thinking on the manager's behalf and it turned into fifteen minutes and by then, Sarah and I were finished as dad and Kevin got their breakfasts.

Sarah's phone rang as she finished eating her breakfast, it was Paul and I was sitting close enough to hear a little of what Paul was saying into Sarah's ear, he was begging her to go back to his house, he was sober now and he realised that he went too far and he wouldn't do it again. Sarah agreed to go back to his house, "I'll be there in five minutes!"

I'd just finished my own breakfast, I followed Sarah to the street and stopped her just outside the café, "I meant what I said earlier, I'm prepared to come with you to his house and let Paul do to me what you don't want him to do to you...it won't be love or anything like that, I won't kiss him and I won't let him use my pussy, both of those things will be up to you!"

Sarah nodded her head, I went back to our father and told him that I was going with Sarah and I'd be home later, "Bye Kevin, it was nice to meet you!"

I was half way to the door again when my dad turned to Kevin and said, "We can go back to my place after we've finished our breakfast...see if Vicky's finished with her new friend by the time we get there!"

And then the door closed, I linked my arm into my sisters and we walked to Paul's house arm in arm.

I could hear Sigmund barking from the end of the street, as we walked up Paul's drive, I could see the dog's snout under the gate sniffing for scent but that actually stopped him barking because he was trying to get his whole head under the gate. Sarah knocked the front door and Paul's father, Barry, opened the door, "Oh...hi Sarah..." he looked up the stairs, "I thought that you were already here dear!"

Sarah grimaced, "I was but I went home last night!"

Barry smiled and nodded his head, "And who's this?"

"This is my sister Dawn!"

Paul's voice filtered down the stairs, "Who's that at the door dad?"

"Sarah and her sister, Dawn!"

There was the sound of claws scratching on tiled floors as Sigmund galloped through the house. Barry offered me his hand, I said "Pleased to meet you." as we shook hands. Sigmund skidded to a halt with his nose sniffing close to Sarah's belly. Barry grabbed at Sigmund collar and pulled him away from Sarah, Barry looked at Sigmund's belly, the dog's cock was on show, just from sniffing close to Sarah's pussy. When I was ready to break the handshake, Barry held on to my hand as Sarah climbed the stairs.

Barry pulled me into his body and he kissed my cheek but as he did that, he was holding Sigmund back from following Sarah up the stairs and with his lips on my cheek, he was looking up the stairs, Sarah was now half way up and flashing the back if her knickers and with each step she climbed, her dress slackened and I could see all the way up under her dress to her bra, proving that her knickers and bra were a matching set. As Barry looked up Sarah's dress, his cock grew through his pyjama bottoms, pushing my thin dress into my belly.

I smiled at the effect that my big sister was having on Paul's father and suddenly I could see where Paul got his satyriasis from, it was in his genes from his father!

Barry watched Sarah all the way to the top of the stairs with his lips against my cheek and as she disappeared out of sight, his lips left my cheek and moved to my ear, "When Simon gets down to fucking your sister, if you feel like a third wheel, come down and see me, I'll be in my home gym at the back of the house looking for a little extra exercise!" Barry gave me a lecherous grin and winked his eye at me as he finally released me.

*** I started to climb the stairs, Sigmund was nowhere near as interested in my scent as he had been in Sarah's...Barry didn't have to struggle to hold his dog back as I climbed the stairs like he had to when Sarah went up.

At the halfway point I heard an angry Paul saying, "What the fuck did you bring your sister with you for? I promised that I was sober now and I'd behave myself if you came back!"

"I didn't bring her to protect me...she offered to let you do the disgusting stuff to her that I won't let you do to me to get it out of your system, if you just want straight sex, do me, if you want anal sex or anything more kinky than that, you can do it to her while you kiss me!"

As I walked into Paul's bedroom, his anger had all disappeared, he was just grinning at me, standing there wearing just his underpants, his cock standing up against his belly.

I could see that Paul was a little unsure, by the look on his face, he wanted to test Sarah's resolve, he just reached out and pushed the shoulder straps of her dress off of her shoulders, he turned her so that she was facing me as he unfastened the clasp at the back of her bra and pushed that down her arms, his fingers were already tugging at the waistband of her knickers and as he started to push her knickers down, he whispered in her ears, "Strip Dawn off for me darling!"

Sarah pushed my shoulder straps over my shoulders and I was naked in a flash.

Once Sarah was naked, Paul slowly pulled his underpants down exposing his cock, as it sprang into the room, it was standing away from his abdomen at ninety degrees, his cock was longer than Mark's but far thinner.

"Can I fuck you up your bum Dawn?"

My eyes were fixed on my sister's, I raised my eyebrows, asking the question of her, 'Well, do you want me to let your boyfriend fuck me up my bum?' but without actually saying the words.

There was the faintest of nods from Sarah and I looked over to Paul and smiled at him, "Sure, why not!"

I got on Paul's bed on my hands and knees, I could see his reflection, no matter where I looked there were mirrors, I guessed that Paul really liked watching himself as he fucked my sister. I was looking at his face as he climbed on the bed behind me, there was a real mean look on his face as he lined his cock up with my anus, there was no gentleness in the way that he entered my bum with his cock, in fact, it looked to me like he was trying to inflict the most pain possible as his cock rammed up my bum. He looked surprised when he managed to get his cock all the way up my bum in one movement without the use of any kind of lubricant and I didn't even gasp in pain at his entry.

Fortunately, Mark had trained me for anal sex properly last night and now, no matter how much Paul tried to hurt me with his cock, it was easy and painless for me to take him. He pulled Sarah around, he made her kneel in front of me and pulled her face into his to kiss her and while Sarah kissed him, her hairy pussy was pressing against my forehead. Watching her boyfriend fucking my bum must have turned my sister on a little because as she kissed him, she was humping her pussy against my head. Paul lifted my right hand up off of the bed as they kissed and he pushed my right hand between my sister's legs, telling me to get my sister off as he fucked me.

Sarah exploded all over my hand as I rubbed between her legs and when she was at the peak of her orgasm, Paul filled my bum with his spunk.

I went through to the family bathroom to evacuate Paul's spunk before it turned into the thick jelly that would spat from my bum as I walked around and while I sat on the toilet, Paul was washing his cock and Sarah was standing in the doorway with a very guilty look on her face for enjoying my touching her pussy in such an extreme way.

Paul had finished washing his cock quicker than I could empty my bum hole, he left me and Sarah in the bathroom as he went down to the kitchen in the nude to fetch a can of beer.

As soon as Paul was out of earshot, Sarah said, "What was that all about Dawn?"

"What do you mean?"

"When you masturbated me while Paul was fucking you!"

"Sarah, you can lie to me but stop lying to yourself...you were so turned on by watching Paul fucking me up my bum that you were trying to get yourself off against my forehead until Paul pushed my hand between your legs...I didn't mind helping you to get off though, I've never watched another girl get off before."

Sarah looked shocked at that comment, "What do you and your friends get up to on sleepovers then if you've never seen another girl get off before?"

"Nothing sexual, mostly we sang, we danced, we practiced our makeup and hairstyles but we didn't masturbate in front of each other or have sex together!"

"Oh Dawn...you missed out on so much fun, you wasted so many weekends sleeping over at your friend's houses!"

I didn't say it but I thought, 'And I wonder if that's half of your problem with Paul...you've been loving with girls for so long that when a boy wants to do more than dip his cock in your pussy, it freaks you out!'

Paul walked in to the bathroom at that point, a can of beer in his left hand and an erection standing out from his groin.

"Do you like sucking cocks Dawn?"

"I do but Sarah is happy to suck your cock, if you want to be sucked off, she can do it for you!"

Paul shook his head, "Sarah will let me put my cock in her mouth but she isn't happy, she won't let me get in very deep and she never sucks me all the way until I cum!"

I looked at Sarah again, "He's right, I don't like doing it, it hurts me too much if he pushes in too far and I hate the taste of spunk!"

"Okay then Paul...I'll suck your cock for you if Sarah really doesn't like doing it...that's what I'm here for after all, to do all the things that Sarah doesn't like to do!"

Paul looped his right arm around Sarah's neck and pulled her in close to my side, I leaned in a little to line my mouth up with his cock, he pushed in and the head of his cock crashed into the back of my throat but there was still almost three inches of his cock on the outside of my mouth...when Mark made me gag last night, his belly was against my lips and I had all of his cock in my mouth.

As I'd promised Paul to take him all the way in, I worried that I wouldn't be able to keep my word, my eyes flicked up to Sarah's, she looked slightly superior to me, I read her mind, 'I got him in that far...see, you're no better at it than me!'

I twisted my head, changed the angle of my throat in relation to Paul's cock, Mark had told me all about how to get a cock in deeper as he fucked my mouth last night, even though I didn't need to do it for him, Mark really was interested in making me the complete sexual package for any boy to use.

I suddenly got a painful nose and epiglottis as his belly crashed into my face and his ball sack slapped into my chin. I'd gotten every millimetre of his cock into my mouth and now he was happily fucking my throat. Even though he had climaxed just twenty minutes ago, he climaxed again quickly and easily in the tightness of my throat. And when I saw Sarah again, there was a shocked look on her face.

"Didn't it taste horrible when he climaxed in your mouth?"

I shook my head, "Not much, because his cock was inside my throat, most of his spunk went straight into my stomach, I only got a little taste of his stuff when his cock shrank down and slipped back into my mouth...and anyway, once you get used to the taste it's okay!"

We all went back into Paul's room and lounged on his bed in the mirrored box that passed for his bedroom, I was offered some of his beer but refused it, Sarah took a big swallow from his can and as she was drinking Paul said, "So, you like a cock up your bum, you're a fantastic cock sucker and you don't mind being dirty in front of your sister...would you let me fuck you if another boy was here?"

I remembered earlier when Sarah told me that Paul wanted to fuck her in front of his friend Damien and she had walked out on him like she did last night.

"Well, if Sarah's happy for me to let you do me, I wouldn't really care who was watching us!"

"And what about getting a little kinkier...what about letting me mate you with my dad's dog?"

I looked Sarah in the eye again, "I've always wondered what it would be like to have sex with a dog...I think it could be fun!"

"Would you let my dad watch... it is his dog after all?"

Again, I looked at Sarah's face, what had been a neutral expression as she was drinking beer from Paul's can, suddenly turned into a look of excitement.

"That seems fair to me Paul!"

Paul retrieved his can of beer from Sarah and he shook it, Sarah had finished his beer off while he was asking if I'd fuck Sigmund.

Paul jumped off the bed and headed back down to the kitchen for a fresh beer, still totally naked.

"So...what was it that excited you the most, me agreeing to let Sigmund screw me or Paul asking if his father could watch us?"

Sarah fought back the smile on her face, "Welllllll...don't you have a daddy fixation? Don't tell me that you don't wet your knickers whenever dad flirts with you?"

"Our father never flirted with me before today, he always flirted with you because you dress so sexy all the time!"

"Well, I get very turned on whenever older men flirt with me, especially our dad and Paul's dad!"

Paul released Sigmund as he opened the kitchen door, there was a thunder of hooves on the stairs and suddenly Sigmund bounded into Paul's bedroom.

Sarah was sitting at the head of the bed, a pillow between her back and the headboard, her legs straight out in front of her but as Sigmund jumped up on the bed, she drew her feet up to her bottom, splaying her knees wide apart and opening her pussy up to my view as well as Sigmund's tongue.

Sarah held Sigmund's head in her hands as he licked deep into her pussy. She sat happily like that until she saw the top of Paul's head over the banister rail, before Paul could see what was happening in his bedroom, Sarah was fighting Sigmund's head away from her cunt.

Paul tapped me on my shoulder, "Get on your hands and knees on the bed again Dawn!"

I saw the top of Barry's head appear over the top of the banister rail and watched as he climbed the stairs to the landing, when I arrived, Barry was wearing a navy blue dressing gown and blue and white stripped pyjama bottoms but now, as his shoulders came into view, they were bare, just very hairy, as he turned the newel post at the end of the banister, I spotted that he was totally naked, totally hard and his cock was as long as Paul's cock but as fat as Mark's!

Sarah actually shook a little with excitement at seeing Barry walk into Paul's bedroom in the nude.

As Paul arranged me into the right position on his bed and Barry took control of Sigmund, I was watching Sarah, she was actually following every move that Barry was making and as she watched him, she was gently toying with her clitoris with the middle finger of her right hand.

Barry had a roll of cloth tape, the kind that boxers wrapped around their knuckles before pulling their boxing gloves on, he wrapped the tape around Sigmund's hang-claws, the claws that had scratched Sarah last night before she ran for it.

Sigmund was still too interested in Sarah to take any notice of me, even though I was the bitch that was in the mating position, waiting for him. It took Barry a while to get Sigmund interested in me, he even had to lift the dog up onto my back but once Sigmund felt the warmth of my cunt against his cock, he knew exactly what to do and set off fucking me like a steam train.

Paul held onto Sigmund's collar, his cock in my mouth so that I could suck his cock again while Sigmund fucked me.

I heard Sarah gasp, Paul looked over his shoulder to his right, in the direction of Sarah's gasp. I let my eyes flick to my left, Sarah's left leg was in view, her bare, hairless leg, then Barry's legs, hairy like a gorilla's, he was face down and from his position and movement, he was fucking Sarah as Sigmund was fucking me and I sucked Paul's cock. I heard Sarah whimpering, "Please don't cum in me without a condom on...it's too dangerous!"

There was a deep bellow from somewhere inside Barry's chest and he fell still on top of her panting for breath, "Sorry darling, you were too late telling me not to cum!"

Barry slipped off of Sarah's body, he patted Paul's shoulder, "Swap...you look after Sarah, I'll hold Sigmund in place."

Paul rolled his body away from me and he rolled on top of Sarah, plugging his cock into Sarah's cunt.

"You need to wear a condom Paul, I told you last night that it was my dangerous week this week!"

"Paul growled, "You let my dad fill your belly...now you can take my load as well. If you've got to sort out one potential pregnancy...you may as well sort out two...or three!" as he continued to fuck her even though she was trying to push him off of her.

Barry blocked off my view of Paul and Sarah as he pushed his flaccid cock in my mouth, "Can you taste your sister on the outside of my cock Dawn?"

I shook my head and pulled my mouth away from his cock, "No, all I can taste is your spunk."

Sigmund was pounding into me like crazy, Barry pulled at my left bum cheek to try and see what was going between his dog and me, "He can't knot with you...he's still a little immature, he doesn't know what to do properly yet."

As I powered through my tenth orgasm from the dog, I thought, 'Well, he seems to know what to do to me!'

Barry pulled his cock from my mouth and shuffled down my side, he reached between Sigmund hips and my bum and pulled my labia out of the way and as he did that, he pressed his chest down on Sigmund's buttocks, I gasped in pain as I was suddenly fuller that I'd felt in my life before.

"Good boy Sigmund...that's the way to do her!"

Sigmund stopped pounding into me, he just stood there, his body shuddering every now and then as his thin semen fired up into my body. Once Barry was happy that Sigmund was locked into my body, he returned to my mouth and started fucking my throat. Again, I managed to take his cock into my throat easily enough, even though his cock was as thick as Mark's cock.

I was tied to Sigmund's cock on my hands and knees on Paul's bed for close to an hour before he fell away from me, my cunt dribbling dog semen by the pint.

Barry turned me around and Paul pulled Sarah under my body so that we were in the sixty nine position. Sarah needed no encouragement at all to start licking deep into my vagina...but then, it sounded like Sarah was much more used to sex with girls than boys anyway. I reciprocated on her, I just looked on it as yet another training opportunity to make me a well rounded nymphomaniac.

Sarah and I cleaned each other out with our tongues while Barry and Paul sat watching and holding a whispered conversation. When Barry finally got bored with our little lesbian show, he pulled Sarah out from under my body and he lay on his back, pulling Sarah on top of him so that she would have to do all the work if she wanted any pleasure out of Barry's cock.

Sarah was in no hurry to take another load of Barry's spunk in her cunt, she wasn't sitting up, her tits were pressing into Barry's chest as she slowly rocked back and forth, her face buried in Barry's neck. I could see a lot of head movements between Barry and his son, non-verbal communication between the two of them, Paul went to move in behind Sarah but Barry shook his head and gestured with his forehead towards Paul's bedside cabinet, eliciting a look of recognition from Paul.

I watched as Paul pulled a small jar of petroleum jelly out of the drawer, as Paul buttered his cock with the thick jelly, I wondered if I should warn Sarah what I thought was about to happen to her...I dismissed the notion of warning Sarah, she seemed to have opened up her own sexual horizons already in just fourteen or so hours after walking out on her boyfriend in disgust.

Barry parted his legs as wide as he could, stretching Sarah's legs and body as wide open as possible. Paul hardly made a ripple on the surface of the bed as he crept in behind my sister. He took a very careful aiming shot as Barry clamped his forearm across Sarah's lower back to hold her still and Paul fell forward, sinking his cock up Sarah's bum in one massive thrust. Sarah screamed out loud and jerked her body up and down, freeing herself from Barry's hold and as Sarah bucked and jumped on top of Barry's body, she totally failed to free herself, in the end all she managed to do was increase the pleasure that both men were getting from her body.

I lay there watching as the fight left Sarah's body and she fell still, straddling Barry's hips, holding her chest away from Barry's stomach and once Sarah stopped moving, Barry and Paul started fucking her in unison.

The pain left Sarah and she started to slowly orgasm, slowly building up into a screamer of a climax and then her hands gave way and she collapsed against Barry's chest.

I dressed in my thin dress and stood in the doorway, watching both men fucking Sarah at the same time, she had almost passed out from the pain and pleasure of the double fuck from two such large cocks.

I chose the route home that passed by the Bargain Booze warehouse, I was surprised to see the roller shutter door down over the front window and door of the shop, there was a blue sticker over the control box that would need to be used to open the door. The blue sticker warned that the door had been sealed by the police and it was an offence to tamper with the seal.

I walked down the back of the shop, The Bedford camper was parked in the same place that it was the previous evening, I walked down to the back door to look through the back windows, Mark was in bed with another woman...not a girl like me, she was much older, but not quite as old as my mother. They weren't fucking, they were actually both fast asleep.

I walked back to the side door and I stopped. I could go home...I could go back to Paul and Barry's house or I could ask Mark if he wanted to fuck me again.

I tossed an imaginary three sided coin in my head and home won out over the other two options.

When I got home, the scene was very much like the one I'd left in Paul's house, mum in the middle of a dad/Kevin sandwich, Kevin in her front door and dad in her back.

I smiled at myself. Home would be fun now that mum and dad felt free to come out of their sexual guilt trip. I looked at my dad and thought, 'You know...Sarah has something...dad isn't a bad looking man for his age and as he was fucking mum up her bum, he looked, powerful, enthusiastic and caring...all at the same time...I'd have to consider letting him fuck me soon!

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