Dad left the boot open and called the police to report the theft. They came along and took our details, they pointed out that in such a small village there were no CCTV cameras so there would be no help in finding out who had robbed us. The police man wasn't happy that dad was planning on driving all the way to Spain with the tail gate tied down because the crooks had snapped the keeper of the lock but they allowed us to go with a warning to check the tailgate regularly. When dad started the engine up the policeman waved his arms to tell him to turn the engine off. Not only had all of our stuff been stolen from the boot of the car but the catalytic converter had also been stolen.

Well, it was official, we weren't going anywhere...we weren't but our car was, a breakdown truck had to be called to lift our car onto its back and take it to the nearest city that had a BMW dealership. The policeman had one last task to help we stranded travellers, he took us to a local 'Pension', a small country hotel that basically gave travellers a bed for the night and little more.

The hotel was nominally full, they did have a room that was in the process of being converted into a family room. When finished the room would have had two single beds in an alcove formed by a kitchenette and the other double bed would be part of a living room / bedroom on the other side of the kitchenette. But for now, there was just two double beds with the framework for the kitchen units and a pile of tools and sawdust on the floor.

There was a slight argument between the police officer and the hotel owner in French and I'm sure that some of the words were very French indeed but the upshot was, we were directed to a local bar that was owned by the hoteliers brother while the tools were all cleared away, the sawdust swept up and the two double beds aired and then made up.

When we entered the bar, the plan was, a couple of drinks for mum and dad and then back to the hotel for the night, me and mum in one of the double beds and dad and Peter in the other.

The bar was packed, there was a need for labour in the local vineyard, one of the reasons that the Pension was full, loads of single men from all over Europe picking grapes or treading grapes or something...either way, lots of men around the village a long way from their wives and girlfriends for a whole month. Well, mum was like a honey pot attracting the wasp-like laborers buzzing around her, I got the attention of a few men as well, all flirting with me. I kept looking over at dad, I thought that he would be mad at the attention that mum and I were getting from the men but he didn't look the least bit jealous...in fact, he was smiling all the way.

We had planned on spending just an hour in the bar while the room was made ready for us but we ended up in the bar until it closed. Mum and dad had a whispered conversation as we walked the few yards from the bar to the hotel. As we climbed the stairs to our room mum made a statement, "I've changed my mind, I'll sleep with your father, you two will just have to muck in together, just keep your underwear on as we don't have pyjamas or night dresses."

Before we undressed, the lights were turned off and the curtains closed over the window...the curtains did little to keep the moonlight out of the room because they were so threadbare and as I undressed, I saw my mother strip totally naked before climbing under the sheet, dad stripped totally too but he had sat on the bed before he took his underpants off.

I was expecting the usual crap from Peter if we were ever forced to share anything, he would usually have been saying, 'Keep to your own side of the bad...don't move about too much...try not to wake me up...don't read in bed.' But there wasn't a peep out of him, he just stripped down to his underpants and slipped into the bed.

I stripped down to my bra and knickers and slipped into the bed at Peter's side. I was lying on my left hand side with my back to Peter. The first time I'd ever shared a bed with anyone in my life before so it was hard to get to sleep listening to Peter breathing. After an hour, I heard whispering between my mother and father...I had thought that I'd heard the sounds of kissing and deep sighing from my mother during the hour I was trying to get to sleep.

Peter suddenly slid a little closer to me and reached over my body to place his hand over my mouth...I was just about to push his hand away when my mother whispered a little louder, "Sarah...Peter, are you awake?"

Peter made a sound like a sleeping person on the edge of being disturbed and he rolled onto his left hand side and mumbled something incoherent. So now, as far as my mother and father were concerned, both Peter and I were in bed with our backs to them and we were both soundly sleeping.

I heard my mother sigh a deep sigh, I looked over my shoulder and saw my father was now on top of my mother, he was screwing her, the single sheet covering their bodies slipping down, my dad was holding his upper body off of hers with his right hand and his left was palpating her breast as he rammed his cock into her in long, hard, strokes, he whispered, "It really turned you on having all of those men flirting with you didn't it?"

There was a whispered and long drawn out, "Yessssssssss!" from my mother as my dad stabbed her with his cock again, "Which one of the men flirting with you would you have liked to try out in bed?"

My mother looked to her left, looking to try and see if me or Peter were stirring, because Peter was between us, she couldn't see that I was now almost lying on my back, looking at her and my father, my head in a slight shadow.

"The Polish guy...he had a massive cock and he kept pressing it against my hip!"

Then my father said something that really shocked and surprised me, "Which of the men flirting with Sarah would you have liked to see fuck her?"

The 'Fuck' and 'her' were punctuated with extra hard thrusts, causing a loud slapping sound as his abdomen hit hers hard, she stopped him fucking her and she whispered a little louder this time, "Sarah...Peter, are you awake?"

I had got the message, Peter didn't need to put his hand over my mouth to stop me answering this time.

Mum was happy that Peter and I were fast asleep and she let dad go again, fucking her as she said, "None of the men flirting with her, I'd have loved to see her under the Polish guy with the huge cock, see him trying to split her in half with his cock."

That made dad start fucking her hard again, it was almost like a slow hand-clap as they fucked. I was sure that Peter really wanted to look but because he was in the firing line, if he had looked over, mum would have known that he was awake. That thought made me look into Peter's eyes, he chose that moment to slip a little closer to me and pressed his lips against mine as he prodded my right hip with his underpant covered cock...no, wait a minute...I could feel heat and moisture against my bare hip, his cock was either out of his underpants or his pants were down. I felt his lips part slightly against mine and the tip of his tongue started to work on my lips, trying to wriggle inside my mouth.

I opened my mouth for him and he started to French kiss me. His right hand suddenly came into play, he was at my left breast, easing my bra cup up and off of my tits. He played with my tits for a minute and then his left hand started to stroke down over my belly, over my abdomen and onto my knickers. When he reached my knickers, he backed his hand off a little and started south again but this time, he was pressing down with his fingertips against my abdomen and his fingers eased down under the elastic of my knickers and into the world of fur.

Peter worked valiantly to get my legs open with only one free hand while being extra careful not to let mum and dad know that he was moving, Dad was gasping through his orgasm when I finally opened my legs and let my brother get his fingers into my pussy.

I had to stifle a belly laugh as my father rolled off of my mother because he thanked her for letting him fuck her under the strained circumstances...the four of us all sharing the one room and all that entailed...I then had to stifle a gasp as Peter hit the little magic button and almost tipped me over into my own orgasm.

I put my right hand on Peter's cock but he pulled his hand away from my pussy to push my hand off. While his hand was against my right hip, he eased me to the left slightly, lifting my right buttock and while I was in that position, he pulled the right hand side of my knickers down a little. Then I was rocked and rolled to face him and he pulled the left hand side of my knickers down...my knickers were suddenly around my knees. Peter moved his right foot, he hooked his toes over the waistband of my knickers and dragged them down to my ankles and over my left foot so that my knickers were now just looped over my right ankle.

I pulled my lips away from his and lifted my head, mum had her back to us now so she couldn't see any movement on our bed, then I lifted my head a little more, I could see the back of my father's head, they were spooning together but their breathing sounds didn't give me much confidence that they were actually sleeping yet but at least they both had their backs to me and my brother.

Peter slipped his right hand between my upper thighs and slipped it down to my knees, he lifted my left knee and pulled me closer to him, lifting my left leg over his right hip, pulling my pussy against his bare cock. He spent thirty minutes giving me pleasure with the head of his cock, holding it in his right hand and rubbing his cockhead up and down the gap between my labia, hitting my button several times forcing me to press my mouth harder against his so that my little yelps of pleasure were drowned in his mouth. Peter waited until he was sure that mum and dad were asleep and then he stopped rubbing his cock over my pussy and pointed its head against the spot that he believed was the opening to my vaginal sheath.

Peter pulled his lips away from mine and was about to whisper something but I stopped him. I lifted my head and held my breath to listen closely to mum and dad, they were in a deep part of their sleep cycle...proved by the fact that the man in the next room coughed very loudly and they didn't stir one little bit.

Peter was happy that they were sleeping very deeply, he whispered, "Is it safe?"

"Hell no...mum and dad are just six feet away!"

"No stup...sorry, that isn't what I meant, are you safe...you know, when was your last period?"

I was a little irked that he was about to call me stupid when he was doing something so stupid himself...kissing me and messing with my body when we were so close to our parents. I thought about it for a few minutes, "I'm due to come on in two or three day's time!"

Peter smiled at me, "I thought I saw mum packing your panty liners in the wash bag..." he stabbed his hips forward, he was an inch too high and believe me, an inch is worse than a mile in this one situation. I pushed his hand off of his cock and took over as navigator. He must have felt the head of his cock engaging with my vaginal sheath because he bucked his hips into me again, this time, no pain at all, just an inch or so of his cock entering my body...because of the position we were in, he couldn't get the whole six inches in my pussy, he just started a rhythmic rocking motion, slipping that inch or so in and out, being careful not to let it slip all the way out.

I reached two tiny orgasms in thirty minutes of that level of fucking but Peter wasn't getting so much pleasure, he suddenly pushed in hard and then followed through, rolling me to my left and rolling his body on top of mine, his hand was covering my mouth so that when he let his full body weight fall on top of me the gasp of pain was held in check by his hand. He just lay there on top of me, my legs were kicking like a frog as I was trying to swim out from under him but he just held me in place until the pain stopped.

Once I stopped trying to swim away he started lifting and falling heavily. His mouth caught all of my gasps of pleasure as he fucked me and then there was a change, he almost bellowed out as he fired off into my belly, he made a hell of a lot of noise, far more than would have been necessary to wake our mother and father...Peter pulled his cock out of me and jumped out of bed. I was looking at my mother as she looked over. Peter was doubled over, I saw him pulling his underpants up as mum turned onto her left hand side. Peter was now hopping around the room, pretending that he had a bad cramp in his calf muscle.

I quickly pulled my bra cups down over my tits and I sat up in bed, I leaned forward as I asked Peter if he was okay, I was covering the fact that I was fumbling around my right ankle to sort my knickers out. I had my arse well covered in pale blue 'Hello Kitty' knickers by the time I was out of bed and helping Peter into the bathroom, turning the light on as we went in. He gave me a quick snog as mum got out of bed and ran for the bathroom, I dropped to my knees and started massaging his left calf for him. Mum stood in the doorway and Peter looked at her, she was totally naked and well lit by the bathroom light...Peter showed his appreciation of mum's body by growing a flagpole in his underpants that was just inches from my face as I pretended to minister to his cramped muscle, massaging his calf and then bending his toes to pump blood around his leg. Mum saw his sudden erection and the dot of what looked like pre-cum to her, forming just above his little eye but I knew that it was probably actually what was left of his spunk from climaxing into me moments earlier.

Mum moved to her right so that the bathroom wall hid her body from Peter, she was looking at me as I played the hello kitty nurse on my brother, "You look like you have everything in hand Sarah darling, I'm going back to bed!"

I stopped massaging and we both listened to mum walking across the room to bed, dad said, "Is everything okay?"

"Peter had a bad muscle cramp in his left calf...Sarah is looking after it for him!"

I heard my father chuckle, "Did Peter see you in the light?"

I assumed that mum nodded her head because she didn't answer him verbally.

Dad chuckled again, "I'll bet seeing you like that gave him another cramped muscle and I'll bet that he'd like to have Sarah or you looking after it for him...but, I'll let you look after this for me while we're on our own for five minutes."

Peter looked out of the bathroom doorway and smiled at me as he closed the door gently and whispered, "Mum's doing this..." Peter pulled the front of his pants down and prodded my lips with his cock, forcing it into my mouth, "...to dad in there!"

Peter kept me sucking his cock for fifteen minutes before he sicked up in my mouth...okay, not exactly sick but I think I would have preferred the taste of sick to the taste of the stuff that he actually put in my mouth.

He turned the light off and opened the bathroom door as quietly as he could and we crept out of the bathroom as silently as we could. Mum and dad were fucking again, they'd finished with the oral sex part of their act and now dad was banging away as hard as he could to get his climax before Peter and I emerged from the bathroom, dad was obviously not as quick to his second boiling over point as Peter was, I guess that the older you get, the slower these things come to pass.

Peter waited until we got to the side of our bed before he said in a loud...clear voice, "Sorry dad, we should have coughed or something!"

Peter talking had done the trick for both mum and dad, they both had a massive orgasm and they didn't need to try and hide it from us because we were right there, just six feet away from them, watching them fuck under the moonbeam that was acting as a spotlight on their performance.

Peter and I climbed into bed. Peter went straight to sleep, I guess that two climaxes in twenty minutes will do that to a boy...I couldn't get to sleep though, the disgusting taste in my mouth was playing havoc on my imagination, if it was that disgusting in my mouth...what was it doing to the inside of my stomach?

I couldn't get to sleep but once again, I pretended to go there.

Mum whispered, "I've never been so embarrassed in my life!"

Dad responded, "Liar, you were nowhere close to your orgasm before Peter spoke and suddenly you went off like a rocket...whooooosh...getting caught out by the kids turned you on more than that big Polish bugger prodding at your arse with his massive cock in the bar earlier!"

I heard the dull thud as mum punched dad's shoulder in the dark.

He chuckled as he said, "Don't worry about the kids...they're both old enough to understand that mummies and daddies have sex...that is, after all, how they came into being as it is...we haven't scarred them for life, look, they're both asleep already!"

I heard the sound of movement and then mum giggled, "Stop, you've turned into a sex maniac all of a sudden!"

That was it for me, I really did fall asleep at that point.

At some point in the night, Peter pulled my body against his and his cock was pressing against my bum when dad's phone rang at eight o'clock, waking the four of us up...it woke Peter more than the rest of us, his cock suddenly sprang to attention against my bum crack at the first bar of the 'A-team' theme tune that dad used as his ring tone.

Because it was fully light now, Peter rolled away from me and turned to face mum and dad. Their bed sheet had slipped away once again and Mum was totally exposed as she dragged herself out of her deep sleep.

Peter had the devil in him because he rolled out of bed and ran for the bathroom, his erection bouncing noticeably, in his underpants, in front of him. I saw dad nudge mum and he nodded his head in Peter's direction, mum looked from Peter to dad, I saw him raise he eyebrows twice suggestively.

Mum pulled her knickers and bra on and walked towards the bathroom, from my position in bed, I could see into the bathroom if the door were open, it wasn't actually closed, mum pushed it gently, the door swung open and I saw Peter, he was standing over the toilet bowl with his underpants around his ankles and he was fisting his cock rapidly. He turned his head slowly towards the door, he faked surprise at seeing mum, covered his monster cock with both hands and then made a jump turn so that his back was to the doorway. Mum looked in my direction, saw that I'd seen everything, then she turned back to Peter and apologised to Peter for opening the door on him..."you have to take part of the blame though darling, you really should have locked the bathroom door if you were..." mum nodded her head towards Peter's nether region, "...taking care of that!"

I saw Peter smile, he was overtly ogling at mum as she stood there in just her bra and knickers. Peter said, "There's no lock or bolt on the bathroom door!"

Mum turned away from him, I saw a wry smile cross her lips as she walked away from Peter wiggling her arse and as she walked away, I saw Peter's cock jump in time to her walk.

Dad was deep in conversation on the phone. He had called his insurance broker last night after the car was broken into, as it was a Sunday afternoon his broker's office was closed so dad had left a message on his answer phone and now the insurance broker wanted chapter and verse about the incident. There weren't that many insurance brokers around anymore, most people went direct to the insurance company but Dad always used a broker to avoid the insurance run-around...you know, the motor insurance company saying, "That should be covered by your home insurance!" and the home insurance company saying, "That it should be covered by your motor insurance!" Dad believed in one central point of contact, let the broker deal with everything and just pay for the losses.

Peter left the bathroom and I ran in, I sat on the toilet and peed, my knickers around my ankles. There were a few lumps of jellified blood that fell from my pussy as I peed and as I looked at the floating scabs in the water, I looked further down and there were signs of blood in the crotch of my knickers. Mum chose that moment to walk in on me, she was planning on taking a shower but her eyes were drawn to my knickers around my ankles, "Oh dear, it looks like you may have started spotting early...I was hoping that we could all wear our clothes for one more day...we'll need to go shopping this morning."

Mum got in the shower and started washing herself, I wiped between my legs and was just about to pull my knickers up when mum opened the shower cubicle's door, "Don't put those back on darling...in fact, take your bra off as well and get in here with me, I doubt that a hotel like this would have a great deal of hot water."

I joined my mother in the shower, it was a small space but we managed to work around each other.

"Erm Sarah...about last night!"

"What, Peter getting a cramp...it's no big deal mum, I've massaged his left calf muscle loads of times, it usually happens when we're playing football!"

Mum said, "Not that darling, I mean what you saw after you finished massaging Peter's calf muscle!"

"Oh the sex...mum, that's no big deal either..." I turned my back on her so that she couldn't see my smile, I handed her the little bar of hotel soap, "...do my back for me please mum..." As my mother washed my back for me I continued, "...we both know that you and dad have sex, I know that it wasn't ideal last night but I saw that dad was really turned on at the bar last night, especially when he saw Pedrick, that big Polish guy, dancing with you!"

Mum was surprised that I'd spotted the Polish guy dancing with her and that I'd spotted my dad was turned on watching her and the Pole...I hadn't actually seen anything last night...it was just what I'd heard in whispered conversations in the night when they were fucking while they thought that Peter and I were sleeping.

Mum and I wrapped our bodies in towels, mum picked up all of our underwear off of the bathroom floor and she whispered, "We'll just have to go commando until I can find somewhere to buy new clothes!"

Peter took the next bite of the shower cherry, if he was under the water stream for thirty seconds...that was all it was. Dad took a little longer over his shower and eventually we all dressed in the clothes that we wore all day yesterday...stinky or not! Well, I say we all dressed exactly as we were yesterday, dad and Peter were dressed the same right down to their underpants (turned inside out) but me and mum only wore our dresses from yesterday, mum had stuck our knickers and bras into an unused drawer in the hotel room.

I spotted mum flashing her bare arse at my dad before we went over to the bar for breakfast, just to show him that she wasn't wearing knickers to go out into a strange town in a foreign country. Dad gave mum a questioning look and then nodded his head in my direction, mum smiled and nodded her head, she said, "We need to ask where we can buy some new clothes, me and Sarah are desperate for clean knickers...you boys can get away without clean underwear for a week without it bothering you!" No one needed to ask if mum was wearing a bra under her dress, as soon as she moved, the jelly wobble in the top of her dress showed that she wasn't. My breasts were smaller and firmer, they didn't wobble as I walked but the spaghetti string straps of my dress clearly showed that there were no pale blue straps to my Hello Kitty bra over my shoulders like there were yesterday.

We asked at the bar where the closest shop was that we could buy a new set of clothes from as we ordered our petit-déjeune. We were fortunate, the village may have been in a backwater in the French countryside but it was just a mile away from an out of town shopping centre by a field track through the massive vineyard on the edge of the village.

We ate our dry lumps of bread, small slices of cheese and croissants. I realised that dad was disappointed that the bar was totally empty, when the bar's manager brought our coffee and fruit juices over, dad asked him where the farm laborers were. "They start in the vineyard before six o'clock in the morning so that they can take time off during the hottest part of the day and go back to work in the afternoon. If you walk to the shopping centre before eleven o'clock this morning, you'll probably see all the laborers that were drinking in the bar last night working in the fields that the path runs through."

Dad seemed to cheer up a lot at that option so as soon as we'd finished eating our breakfast, we were walking in the direction of the shopping centre. The manager had told us that the shopping centre was around a mile away across the vineyard...well, we'd already walked twenty minutes before we climbed the stile into the vineyard to follow the path to the commercial centre...okay, we weren't walking at four miles an hour, especially me and Peter, we were dawdling behind mum and dad, they had their arms wrapped around each other's backs and mum had a noticeable wiggle in her hips that I'd never seen before but Peter and I were still walking much slower than them.

As mum climbed the stile, her dress flicked right up and Peter spotted her bare arse, the effect was instant, his cock tented his trousers out so fast that I was expecting it to break the sound barrier as well as the zipper struggling to hold his fly closed!

"You got the same reaction to mum's arse last night...do bottoms turn you on Peter?"

"It's all I usually get from the girls at school...I have to catch a year six girl before her first sex education class if I want to fuck her in her pussy, once they've been through that first class, they only let me fuck them in their mouths or up their bums...I've almost forgotten what I's like to be able to kiss a girl during sex...well, up until last night with you."

"Have you had sex with many girls before me?"

Peter chuckled, "Twenty-four hours ago I would have said that I'd fucked almost every girl in my class at school and this morning, I can say that I've fucked every girl in my class at school now."

"You mean all of my friends?"

"Every one of them...there's a lot of sex going on at school."

"How come none of the boys have tried it on with me then?"

"Because they're all fucking terrified of you...they see the way you play football and kick me black and blue...even when we're playing on the same team...they wouldn't dare come near you. If you want some fun at school, you have to lighten up a little, let the boys know that you're available."

We finished the last few yards to the stile into the field in silence, Peter climbed the stile first and then he waited with his hand ready to help me down into the field when I was on the top step of the stile, I could see over the tops of several trellises, I was entering the field from the north and was at the top of the valley with all of the grape trellises running down the hill away from me. Because I was so high, I could see over the tops of seven rows of grape trellises, the workers seemed to be spread out, I could see Pedrick, the big Polish guy, he was just the other side of the trellis from the footpath, he was pinching out leaves that seemed to be dead or dying and leaves that were blocking the sunlight from the bunches of grapes. There seemed to be a worker between each pair of trellises for as far as I could see.

I wasn't rushing to get down from the top of the stile, I remembered just how much my mother had shown as she jumped down from the stile when she crossed into the field and I didn't want to do that. Pedrick spotted me, he waved and then made a questioning gesture, his arms away from his body, hands at waist height palms towards me, I got the feeling that he was asking me where my parents were so I pointed down the footpath towards mum and dad. Each trellis was about sixty feet long and there were breaks for workers to walk through the line of the trellises. Pedrick moved to the nearest gap in the trellis network and passed from the west side if that vine to the east and came out ten feet ahead of my mum and dad.

As soon as mum spotted Pedrick, her left arm dropped away from the small of dad's back and his right arm dropped from her shoulders, they parted by two feet as they walked up to Pedrick. I was still on the north side of the boundary fence, I was struggling to cross the highpoint of the stile without showing my pussy to the whole world. I watched Pedrick say something to mum and she turned to face me and Peter...I didn't spot if mum stepped backwards or if Pedrick stepped forward but suddenly, mum's right buttock was pressing against Pedrick's left thigh and from the way the left side of the bottom of mum's dress moved, Pedrick was fondling her left bum cheek as she looked up the hill.

Mum rolled away from Pedrick and stepped into the space between the line of vines, I saw her arms above the plants and then her dress slid up her arms as if by magic, I looked towards my dad and Pedrick but Pedrick had moved, I could only see his back...well, just his shorts really, Pedrick was working in just shorts and nothing else. Dad moved too, he moved into a position where he could watch mum and the farm hand.

Pedrick disappeared from view on the east side of the vines and reappeared on the west, just his buttocks came into view...not even his shorts, just bare buttocks, then my mother's head appeared on the east side of the trellis, it was level with dad's hips and as Pedrick's bum rocked into the gap and back out again, mum pulled dad in closer and, even though I couldn't actually see everything that was going on, I guessed that Pedrick was fucking mum from behind as she sucked dad's cock while dad looked like he was just leaning casually against the support post for the two wires that the grape vines were growing against.

Eventually I managed to get over the fence without showing the world that I wasn't wearing knickers and then we started out walking towards our mother and father, the vines were laid out in blocks of roughly fifty meter lengths, and at this end of the vineyard, there were three trellises to each row and mum and dad were standing at the far end of the second trellis, so Peter and I had to walk about one hundred meters to reach them. Dad kept having crafty looks over his left shoulder so that he could keep mum and Pedrick appraised of how far me and my brother were away from them.

By the time we reached the gap between the second and third trellis, mum was standing up and was wearing her dress, Pedrick had his shorts in place and he had a disappointed look on his face, I looked at the front of his shorts, his cock was massive and the light grey material was slowly turning darker in the shape of his cock and balls, mum must have been soaking wet inside because from the look on Pedrick's face, he hadn't had long enough fucking mum to have climaxed into her, so she had left him rampant and now very frustrated, she smiled at him and said, "I might see you later then...if you're free!"

I saw Pedrick leer at me and then he looked at my mother nodded his head slightly in my direction, just one nod and he turned away and started working on the west side of the third trellis.

I expected mum to link arms with dad again like thay had been before Pedrick stepped out on them but she didn't, she looped her left arm in my right and pulled me ahead of dad and Peter, I could hear them talking about yesterdays football, they'd missed their team's game because we were travelling but they were still talking about the predicted game, the way it went, the score, who would be nominated as the most valuable player this week while Peter wasn't playing.

As soon as we were out of earshot...judged by the fact that we couldn't hear any more football talk from them, mum said, "Have you thought about losing your virginity darling?"

It was a good job that I had just swallowed the water I was drinking or my mother would have been splattered...I said, "The thought hasn't crossed my mind!"

"The thing is...while I was playing with Pedrick and I should point out that your father's had this massive fantasy about watching me having sex with a stranger...a foreign stranger...and while I was giving him that chance with Pedrick as I was sucking your father's cock, just before he climaxed, he said that he'd love to see Pedrick doing that to you and that excited Pedrick a great deal...really soured him on but you and Peter arrived just before Pedrick could complete his task and fill my pussy with his jiz!"

"So, what are you saying...you'd like me to let Pedrick fuck me while dad watches us?"

"And me darling, I want to watch as well...if only I'd have known that we were going to be stuck here for twenty-four hours with a man like Pedrick...he's a monster of a man...biggest cock on any man I've ever had sex with...I would have suggested that you and Peter help each other get rid of your virginity together so you'd be better able to take a man. Because Pedrick is so big, I had to make him agree that if he was too big for you or if it hurt you too much that he'd just make do with screwing me again!"

Our conversation was cut off at that point, my father ran to catch us up with Peter trotting on behind him, "The BMW garage have just phoned, they had a catalytic converter in stock but they didn't have a lambda sensor, the car won't go faster than twenty miles an hour without it and it's got to come from their OEM centre, it'll take twenty-four hours to come from Munich, so we won't get the car back until after lunch time tomorrow...looks like we're in the hotel for another night darling!"

Mum looked at me and smiled and we walked quickly the rest of the way to the shopping centre to buy a few essential clothes. We left dad and Peter picking out jeans, t-shirts and underpants. Before mum and I picked out what dresses and underwear we needed she took me to the pharmacy department, she bought a large tube of KY lubricating jelly and some little round sponge pads that looked like makeup pads.

"Why do we need makeup pads mum...neither of us wear makeup?"

Mum smiled, "They aren't for makeup, they are for women who need to have sex even when they're on their periods, you started spotting in the night so these might come in handy over the next few days..." Mum held one of the pads in her left hand and formed the fingers of her right hand in the shape of a cervix and placed one of the sponges over her fingertips, "...like this!"

"What women would need to have sex when they're on their period?"

"Prostitutes darling, they can't stop working just because they're bleeding, they just use one of these per customer and fit a clean one before their next customer...they wash them out and reuse them once they're dry, so they seem expensive at first glance but they can use them for many years."

After our shopping trip through the pharmacy section, we moved on to the clothing section, mum picked up two simple summer dresses for herself in her size and the same dresses in my size, she bought a pack of five knickers for the two of us to share, I made the comment, "If we only have seven pairs of knickers between us, we'll be washing them out almost every day!"

Mum smiled at that comment, "I'm not planning on wearing my underwear very often darling, I love the freedom of walking around with no tight bra or knickers on under my dress."

So that was it, just two dresses each and five pairs of new knickers between us, we didn't buy any new bras, I didn't really need one as my breasts were young and firm, I didn't even have a problem if I ended up running without a bra on, mum would have battered herself to death if she had been running without a bra on...

We left the shop with arms full of carrier bags, facing almost an hour long walk back to the hotel. Mum spotted a taxi dropping a worker off at the shopping centre, she ran over and spoke to the taxi driver through the open passenger window, as she was bending over, I could see her bare arse peeping out under the back of her dress, I guessed the taxi driver could see down the front of her dress to her tits as the neckline of her dress was so low and loosely fitting.

"Come on, he'll take us to the hotel for fifteen Euros."

Dad mumbled that it seemed a little expensive but mum pointed out that the taxi would have to go out onto the toll road, pay two Euros for the one junction trip, the shortest route to the village with the hotel in it was by the toll road that we'd been on the day before, so four Euros of the taxi ride would be taken up in the two, two Euro toll fees.

We got back to the hotel just a minute before eleven o'clock. The labourers were just walking back to the village with a football to have a knock-up game before lunch. Pedrick was needed to make up the number of players but Pedrick had an appointment before lunch so Peter was offered a game...a double edged sword...it would make Peter happy to play a game of football as well as keeping him out of our hotel room.

We left dad and Pedrick talking in front of the bar, mum took me up to our room, she took me into the bathroom, squirted a clump of KY jelly onto my index and middle fingers and told me to push it right up inside my body. Our dirty clothes were placed in the bath tub along with hand washing liquid and hot water, she whispered, "Stay in here until I start my orgasm and then come out into the bedroom and do what comes naturally."

Mum opened the balcony doors, it wasn't really a balcony, it was a Juliette kind of thing, just a large opening in the wall with a balustrade across the opening to stop people falling into the street. Opening the window was the signal for my father to bring Pedrick up to our room.

The bathroom door wasn't completely closed and as I washed our clothes in the bath, I watched mum spreading a bath towel over her bed, dad opened the main door, I saw Pedrick taking his t-shirt off in the corridor outside the room, he closed the bedroom door and dropped his shorts just inside the hotel room, he and dad were totally focussed on mum as she stood there waiting for them in the nude, they were so focussed on her that they didn't spot me agitating the water and clothes in the bath.

I moved a little to watch Pedrick approaching my mother, he kissed her once and then he literally threw her onto the bed before pouncing on top of her. There was no gentleness in his act, this wasn't lovemaking...love had nothing to do with it, my mother had got Pedrick close to his release out in the vineyard and then she had left him to stew in his own juices for ninety minutes while we all went shopping and now Pedrick was hammering his cock into her body, as mother rocked towards her orgasm, dad got undressed and he leaned over mum's head and he fed his cock into her mouth...after all, Pedrick wasn't kissing her, he was busy biting her neck and collarbone so mum sucked dad's cock as she neared her orgasm.

That was my cue, I dried my hands and walked into the bedroom, Dad almost jumped away from the bed, mum was gasping for breath and she beckoned me to go closer, when I was within reach, she pulled me down onto the bed at her side. Pedrick did a kind of bunny hop, his cock left her cunt and in one movement, he crossed over her left leg and my right leg, hitting me with all of his weight, as he was in mid flight, my mother reminded him that if he was too big for me or09/12/2020 09:11:27 if it hurt me too much, he had to return to her but she needn't have bothered wasting her breath, Pedrick hit me with his full weight and all of his eighteen stone body was focussed on his cock.

I screamed at the top of my lungs but it was too late to tell him to stop, his balls were already slapping against my anal muscle, he pulled his hips back and rammed back in again, it was slow movements and when he pulled out for the third time I was shocked to see that his cock shaft was covered in blood. I thought, 'Now how the hell could that happen' but then I realised that Peter's cock was far smaller than Pedrick's and he was being very gentle because our parents were right there, just a few feet away so the little blood staining the crotch of my knickers must have been a slight rupture of my hymen rather than the full on removal of the whole flap of skin. Pedrick must have ripped away the rest of my hymen because he'd entered me with so much force.

Mum was really excited to see all the blood and she pulled my dad in closer, his balls were dangling over my face as mum took him in her mouth. Pedrick was closing in on his orgasm, I wasn't, the pain was starting to leave me but I hadn't reached the point in the fuck where the pleasure was going to replace the pain.

Dad was almost synchronising his orgasm with Pedrick as he started bellowing as he fucked me, mum suddenly pulled dad's cock out of her mouth and she pushed his cock down against my lips and as I was gasping in pain, mum fed his cock into my mouth, it took just a few seconds and dad emptied his balls into my mouth as Pedrick did the same in my pussy. I had no idea what was worse, the pain of Pedrick invading my body with so much force or the taste of my father's spunk when he emptied his balls into my mouth.

Pedrick had reached his orgasm just in time, there was a loud call in the street in front of the hotel, the bar manager was calling the farm labourers to tell them to stop playing football as their lunch was ready. Dad dressed in his new clothes and Pedrick was already gone.

Dad said that he'd go and ask the bar's owner to make four lunches for us to eat now that he was finished making the meals for the farm workers, mum said, "I'm going to wash your clothes while the lunch is being cooked...oh, send Peter up, I need his dirty clothes too."

Dad left us alone for a moment, mum dumped his clothes in the bath with ours and she said, "I'm going to strip Peter and I'll close the bathroom door...I know that you might be a little sore but take my advice, ask Peter to give you anal sex, you may as well get all the pain over and done with in one go!"

"Why do I need to do anal sex and won't it be incest if Peter does me in any hole?"

"Don't worry about incest, your father and I never did and you'll need to get used to anal sex...now that you've started sex, you won't want to stop and when you're in your fertile period, you're better off taking it up your bum than risking a condom breaking!"

Peter chose that moment to rush in, he skidded to a stop when he saw that mum and me were both naked, mum said, "Strip, I need to get your clothes washed, you can put some of your new clothes on!"

Mum took Peter's clothes and the blood stained towel into the bathroom to wash them in the bath, she closed the door and Peter grinned at me, I said, "Mum has told me to ask you to take my anal cherry while she's washing our clothes!" Peter's grin widened and I suddenly found myself face down over the edge of our bed and Peter was forcing his cock up my bum, using a little of the KY lubricant that Pedrick had pushed out of my cunt when he invaded my body.

Peter spent ten minutes gently working his cock up into my body and once he was all the way in he started to fuck me hard, the way that Pedrick had done to my pussy. Peter climaxed quite quickly once he got into his stride and as he fell against my back gasping for air, mum walked out of the bathroom and said, "Peter, you can fuck Sarah as much as you like for the next week but once we get home, you can only do Sarah's anus until we can get her on to birth control!"

We had a lazy rest of the day, had dinner in the bar with all the farm workers flirting like crazy with mum and me. Mum and dad slipped out with two different laborers during the evening, leaving me and Peter playing cards with other men and when the bar closed, we went back to our room, just the four of us. We all undressed with the light on, no shyness tonight and no pretence at wearing our underwear in bed. I was in the bathroom making a pee and when I left the bathroom, the light was off but mum was waiting for me, she pushed me over to her bed where dad was waiting and mum climbed into bed with Peter. I heard them fucking before I reached my father's arms, he was fucking me a few seconds later.

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