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Unexpected bonus
by Isabella

Story Code: M/F, b/F, M/g, m/g, b/g, Underage Sex, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism

When I had Sarah in two thousand and eight, I had to give up work to look after her. A week before she was born I was surprised to discover that, at twenty years old, I was suddenly a single parent as well as a new mother when my boyfriend left me for a new love. I was fortunate that the government supported me and my daughter for the first ten years without any questions. We got enough money to live on but very few luxuries, Christmas was very minimal every year and there were no holidays, not even holidays in the UK.

In March we were informed that Sarah would be given a place in the large comprehensive school when she left the local primary school. It was that point that Sarah demonstrated to me that even though she was only ten years old, she was very adult, she told me that in September she would have to look after herself, I wouldn't be able to take her to school and the last thing that Sarah would want was for me to walk her to the school bus stop, she suggested that I start looking for work now rather than waiting until September when she went to the comprehensive school. Sarah said, "There are twenty five mothers in this area who have kids in my year that will all be looking for work in August and September once their kids are out of primary school...if you wait until then, you'll be in a large group of women all looking for work at the same time...much better to start looking now, get ahead of the game."

So I left Sarah to do more for herself and I started doing a few temporary jobs to get my head back into the game. I did a few very short term clerical jobs and the more I worked, the more grown up Sarah became, changing from a little girl into a young woman in just a few weeks.

To mark just how much Sarah had grown, by the time I got my first pay packet, I had to spend a little of that first money on a bra for Sarah, not a training bra, she seemed to have sprouted breasts in just a few days, she became the first girl in her school to need a real bra although many of the boys had breasts that would have needed to wear a bra if they had been girls and got away scot free as usual.

At the end of May the government set up travel highways to areas that had similar or lower levels of covid infection to the UK so suddenly holidays took off in both ways, the number of people trying to book holidays in Spain and Greece went through the roof.

My plan was to walk from shop to shop, office to office, trying to rustle up a little more work for myself, the place that I happened to find first was a back street travel agents called TATA...Half the people in the area worked for TATA the steel manufacturers, an Indian company that was formally called British Steel, but the travel agents shop was owned by Torrans Aaron and the TATA stood for 'Torrans Aaron Travel Agency' and it was a specialist in providing student holidays for kids at the local university, it also booked flights for students taking their year out or language students looking for work in places like France and Germany to practice their language skills, it was also used by local secondary schools to make group bookings for educational trips around Europe.

I'd turned up at the travel shop first thing in the morning, just because that was where the bus from home dropped me off, the shop manager, Michael Davenport, took my CV but was just telling me that they had no work at the moment when another bus dropped its load of passengers off, that bus was from the university accommodation blocks on the outskirts of town and it seemed that twenty passengers were students looking for a holiday and they formed a queue outside the travel agent shop but they couldn't go in because the shop was so small that it could only take one customer at a time.

Michael looked out of the window and changed his mind...I could work for today at least, I was given a face shield and rubber gloves, a clipboard with a sheet of paper and I was told to go out into the street and ask what the first person in the queue was there for. If they needed to talk to the travel agent about an upcoming holiday, I could send the first person into the shop, if they needed brochures, I could take their name and address and we'd post them the brochures that they needed out to them...because of covid regulations, the shop couldn't display brochures on their shelves, just show the title pages on a covered notice board and while I was talking to the first person in the queue, Michael turned the notice board around to block the window but at least the customer could point to the brochure or brochures they were interested in.

I spent most of the day working out in the street, listing names, telephone numbers and what brochures they wanted sending out. The shop usually closed between one o'clock and one thirty for lunch because Michael was alone in the shop and he would need to eat something. He sent me off to eat at twelve thirty, and while I was gone, he worked the street. When I got back at one o'clock,, the queue had dissipated, he showed me where the large envelopes, the brochures and the compliment slips were kept and I sat in the office addressing the envelopes and stuffing them with the brochures ready to post out that afternoon. If someone came to the door, I'd either add them to the list if they just wanted brochures or give them a compliments slip with a hand written number on it and asked them to come back after one thirty to see the travel agent.

As I was filling envelopes I realised that more than half of them were going to the same place, one of the five large blocks of flats that made up the on-campus student accommodation. I suggested that we only put those envelopes in the post that weren't in the university, "We could load all the rest of the envelopes into your car, then, you could drive me up to the university and we could pop them into the student's pigeon boxes in the reception area of each block!"

As each envelope would cost two pounds to pop in the post, delivering fifty by hand would take just a few minutes and would save one hundred pounds.

In the end, I worked at the travel agents until the fifth of August as the rush to book holidays had dropped off so my temporary contract was terminated. I had finished work on the Wednesday but I went into the office on Thursday morning to collect my pay and tidy up a few items, I took Sarah in to town with me so that after I collected my pay, I could treat Sarah to a posh meal in town as a treat for not having me at home for the first month of her holiday from school. While I was just sorting through a few items that I had remembered were still outstanding Michael was chatting to Sarah, he gave her a drink as well as several sweets.

I saw Michael making several phone calls while we were there, most of the calls were whispered but then he received an incoming call that I actually managed to hear him talking to the customer, I heard him say, "I'm sorry to hear that Mr Preston, if you send me your positive test notification, I'll process the insurance claim for you and see you get all of your money back!"

He looked over at me, "Do you and your daughter have passports Vicky?"

I shook my head.

"Pity, I've just had a customer who's due to fly out to Greece on holiday on Saturday who's just been diagnosed with covid...if you'd like the holiday for free, you could pop over to Peterborough right now, you'll have to hang around for four hours but they'll process an emergency passport for you and Sarah while you wait."

He had the right passport application forms in stock and knew someone that he used regularly to take and print emergency passport photographs, he wrote me a letter stating that he was sending me to Greece for work, a last minute visit to report on a new Greek hotel for his travel business...he even had a connection who could countersign the photographs for me after I'd completed the forms for me and Sarah.

So, after just a little over a month of working part time for him, Michael had given me an unexpected bonus.

It cost me one hundred and sixty pounds for the passports, so my free holiday wasn't totally free but a two week, full board holiday in Greece at the height of the season should have cost four thousand pounds for the two of us so it was still a bargain and the passports would last us for ten years.

A telephone call was placed to the passport office in Peterborough on our behalf, the filled in forms were faxed over to the emergency passport team, I had an appointment at the office for twelve o'clock so Sarah and I had to rush to catch the Peterborough bus that would get me to Peterborough just before twelve o'clock.

My interview lasted two minutes, Sarah had to wait outside the office because of the restrictions on the number of people allowed in the building at any one time. In the two minutes, I'd handed over the four photographs and the money and I was back out in the street, I had a time of five PM to collect our passports so we had a lot of time to kill and kill it we did, we went shopping, we both needed a bikini and we both needed very lightweight summer dresses as Greece would be very hot at this time of the year.

It was Sarah's and my first flight, her first holiday and our first visit to another country. I'd only ever had holidays in the UK when I was younger and my parents took me to Brighton most years for our family holiday so we approached the aircraft with trepidation and fear but also with excitement.

Four hours after taking off from Luton Airport we were landing at Zante Airport and finding our first issue, the tour operator was looking for David and Alan Preston because the updated paperwork hadn't made it to the Greek office in time but it was all sorted out with just one telephone call back to their office.

I noticed that the hotel was way...way out of the way, where most typical Greek fishing villages had one fisherman and several hundred hotels, the little Greek fishing village that we were staying had just one hotel and several hundred fishermen. There were two types of people on the bus, families with several children and lots of single men, Sarah and I definitely looked out of place...especially because of how grown up Sarah had become in the last few months, rather than mother and daughter, we looked more like sisters.

There was a little more confusion when we reached the hotel because they still had the room in the name of David Preston and his twelve year old son, so that took another telephone call to sort out but we were soon in our room. David had paid for an up rated hotel room, very large, a balcony overlooking the sea and two double beds in the room rather than two singles to make it into a twin room.

I spotted two badges on the top of the chest of drawers, one had David's name on it and the other had Alan's name on it and I thought that was unusual but then I had no experience of foreign holidays.

I left Sarah unloading her case into the wardrobes and drawers and I stepped out onto the balcony. I could hear voices in the hotel room to the left, a young female voice saying, "David was supposed to be on the Luton flight but he wasn't on the airport bus bringing people from that flight! If David doesn't turn up, who am I going to play with this week?"

Sarah chose that moment to shout my name, she was asking me if I wanted her to put my clothes away as well, I turned to look into the room and said, "Please darling, if you don't mind."

A little face suddenly popped around the door frame of the room to the left followed by, "Dad...there's a woman in David's room!"

A man suddenly appeared on the balcony next to mine, a mid forties man well tanned and wearing the smallest pair of swimming trunks I'd ever seen in my life...it took me an age to drag my eyes up from the bulge in the front of his trunks to look at his face to see just how handsome he was.

There were a few moments of awkwardness until Sarah joined me on the balcony wearing her new bikini...I saw a confused look on the man's face before he plucked up the courage to ask, "Are you sisters or mother and daughter?"

Sarah stepped up to the wall separating our two balconies and offered him her right hand, "I'm Sarah, this is my mother, Victoria!"

I was a little surprised, six months ago, Sarah would never have willingly spoken to a strange man and here she was, stepping up because I was holding back.

"Are you David's friend?"

The question was aimed at Sarah but then he turned his eyes towards me, "Or are you a friend of Alan's?"

I finally found my voice, "We don't actually know the men who were originally booked into this room, I just happened to be in the travel agent's office when someone phoned in to cancel their holiday on Thursday and I managed to profit from their misfortune!"

He smiled at me and offered me his hand, "I'm Preston and the nine year old minx sharing my hotel room with me is April, my daughter...oh, and Alan isn't a man, he's David's twelve year old son."

I saw Preston calculating something in his head before he said, "April was really looking forward to seeing Alan again, we usually meet up here, twice a year."

April hadn't said anything about Alan, the boy who was three years older than her, she was only concerned that David...Alan's father...hadn't been on the bus from the airport when he should have been.

I realised that Sarah was still talking to Preston, just a whispered conversation, Preston was interested in Sarah's age and what she liked to do...if she had a boyfriend and so on. I spotted Sarah giving me a sly look obviously thinking that I was still locked out of their conversation in my own thoughts...but I was conscious enough to see her nodding her head when she was asked if she had a boyfriend.

Preston told Sarah that the sun would go down in just over an hour's time and that he and his daughter would be returning to the beach for the last little bit of sunbathing of the day.

Sarah asked me if I was going to get changed into a bikini or go down to the beach dressed in the clothes that I was wearing. I left Sarah and Preston chatting on the balcony while I changed into my new bikini...we'd both chosen the same bikini, Sarah's was two dress sizes smaller than mine but that was the only difference.

We'd both put our thin dresses over our bikini for modesty while walking through the hotel and down to the beach. I wanted to take a sunlounger on the first row out of the hotel but Sarah wanted to go further along the beach, so instead of taking a lounger in the row closest to the hotel and its bar, Sarah dragged me to the last row of sunloungers...the furthest point from the hotel. At that end of the beach was the wreck of a fishing boat that had been driven onto the rocks in a storm, the hull had been holed and so the boat just lay there on its side, just above the high water mark.

I plastered Sarah in sunscreen and warned her to return to me if she went in the sea so that I could reapply the protection.

Preston suddenly appeared from behind the wrecked fishing boat, he was looking at Sarah and smiling as he walked towards me, "I'm surprised to see Sarah playing by the old fishing boat...I warned her earlier that the Greek men hang around the old boat to pick up young girls...you do know that Sarah is old enough to have sex in Greece don't you?"

"No, I didn't!"

I lifted my head out of my book and looked towards the old boat, Sarah was talking to two swarthy men, obviously local Greek men, they were making a big play for her and she was lapping it up.

Preston said, "Aren't you going to stop her?"

I looked at him, "They don't seem to be overstepping the mark, I don't see an issue with men making a play for a woman!"

I saw a smile ripple over Preston's face, "You see her as a woman already then do you?"

"Well, if what you say about the Greek laws...she is while she's in Greece!"

I put my book down and started watching Sarah and the now three men flirting with her while Preston went to the bar, Preston's daughter April came out from behind the wrecked fishing boat with an older man, they were holding hands and came over to the sunloungers and cuddled together on the same bed. The man with April certainly wasn't Greek but I don't think that he was English either, he sounded German or Dutch from the few words he spoke.

Sarah was suddenly at my side, I looked back to the water's edge, the three men were gone, "Where did your friends go Sarah?"

"They had to go to work, they're waiters in the hotel and they've got to get ready for the party tonight."

"Party...what party?"

"They said that they hold a 'Getting to know you' party every Saturday when the new holidaymakers arrive. The party is for the new arrivals to meet the people who were already here, they said that there should have been a name tag for each of us in our room when we arrived."

"I saw David and Alan's badges on top of the chest of drawers...it seems strange that they hold a party every week like that."

Sarah gave me that exasperated look she often has for me when I don't understand some small item of the new world that evolved every few years...she said, "I thought that it was a good idea, some people are only here for a week, they might never meet the right people if they didn't have a 'Getting to know you' evening like they're having tonight!"

The heat of the sun was extinguished in a few minutes because of the hills surrounding the village. I looked around the beach, I was expecting a stampede as sunbathers headed for the hotel but I was wrong, Sarah and I were already alone on the beach.

We gathered our stuff together and headed for the hotel reception, just as we walked in, the receptionist was called away, before she left her post, she called someone out of the back office to cover the desk for her. The receptionist's replacement was tall, he looked well over six feet tall, shocking blond hair and vivid blue eyes...the third thing I spotted was his name badge, 'Torrans Aaron, General Manager.' Now that was a name that I recognised well, it was even on the top of my pay slip for the past month's work that was at the bottom of my handbag.

I attracted his attention and then said, "What time is the restaurant open for dinner this evening Herr Aaron?"

He looked straight at Sarah but spoke to me, "There is a party in the dining room until seven o'clock, dinner service will begin at seven thirty Mrs Porter...You and your beautiful daughter are welcome to join the party, all I have to do is make you a nametag each."

"We'll need to go and take a shower and get changed first, shouldn't take more than twenty minutes, we'll call back here to collect our badges...if that's okay!"

He nodded his head, just as the gentle muzak playing in the hotel's reception increased in volume because the door from the dining room opened. A very giggly April walked out holding the hand of a rather large African man. Sarah and I followed April and the African to her room, our room was one door further along the corridor. I dived into the shower first and wrapped my body in a large bath sheet and walked out onto the balcony while Sarah took her shower, even though the sun had gone down, it was still warmer out on the balcony than I would have expected it to be on the sunniest Northamptonshire summers day.

As soon as I stepped onto the balcony I realised that I could hear the sounds of sex from Preston and April's room, I moved to the low wall separating the two balconies and looked over, all I could see of April were her small, thin legs struggling to reach over the hips of the African man who was on top of her screwing her with great gusto. My first ever view of a naked black man in the flesh...my first time watching a couple having sex in real life too...I knew that I should have looked away, I should have been disgusted, especially as April was so young and being screwed by such a large African man, but the sounds April was making made me keep looking.

April was begging the man to fuck her harder...begging him not to climax too quickly but he did climax quickly...almost as soon as I looked over the dividing wall, he grunted...apologised and rolled off of April's little body. I could see his cock was quite an impressive size and as he rolled away from her, his cock was still jerking, still pumping his seed into the pink condom sheathing his coal-black cock. He ripped the condom off and dumped it in the bin by the bed. I watched him dress, slacks with no underpants, polo shirt and loafers without socks on his feet, he was dressed in forty seconds but April was dressed faster, all she was wearing was her lightweight summer dress. April skipped across the room to the door and she opened it for the man who had just fucked her to go through ahead of her.

I walked back into the room, the hot air on the balcony had dried my body, Sarah had dried herself in the room with a towel, she brushed styling wax into her wet hair which made her look much younger than she usually did. I watched her pull one of her brand new summer dresses on over her head but she didn't go near the underwear drawer. "Aren't you putting any knickers or a bra on under your dress darling?"

"No, I got saltwater and sand in my bikini bottoms and that made me sore between my legs so I'll be too uncomfortable in knickers...anyway, it's so hot, I just want to wear the least that I possibly can!"

I watched Sarah slip her feet into her sandals and that image reminded me of April just a minute earlier and then I got another image in my head...a very bad image indeed...Sarah on the bed with the large African on top of her with his pink latex covered dick buried in her pussy. I shook that image out of my mind but I couldn't get rid of my smile.

I saw Sarah looking from my naked body to the drawer that she had unpacked my underwear into and back, over and over again. I said, "You're right, it's far too hot here to wear any more clothes than are absolutely necessary!"

Sarah handed me the dress that I'd bought from the same shop at the same time as the one she was wearing...the only difference in the way that we were dressed were our shoes, my sandals had a two inch heel while hers were totally flat.

When we reached the dining room, April was just leaving the room with a different man, much older than the African and this time, the man was definitely Greek. As soon as we walked into the dining room, I spotted Preston and was surprised to see him sitting with a family that'd been on the flight out with us, a mother, father and twelve year old boy. I only know that he was twelve years old because he made the point of reminding his mother that he wasn't a baby anymore, now that he'd turned twelve! The boy was sitting on Preston's knee and they were cuddling together right there, out in the open!

I saw Preston smile at me and Sarah, he whispered something in the boy's ear and the boy slipped off of Preston's knee and headed for me and Sarah...well, me actually, he said, "Hi, I'm Robert...can we have a dance please Victoria?"

I smiled at him, "I can see your name on your name tag Robert...I think that Sarah would like a dance...I'm not very good at dancing myself!"

The look that Sarah gave me told me that I'd just stepped way out of line, Robert wasn't too impressed either, he looked over at the table where his mother, father and Preston were sitting before he restated the same question...before I could give the same answer, Sarah had walked to Preston's side and asked him if he'd like to dance.

I was wrong-footed...very wrong-footed when Preston and Sarah started dancing together...I found myself dancing with Robert without really paying attention to what we were doing because I was watching Sarah and Preston dancing around the room. At the point that Preston danced Sarah into the corner where Torrans Aaron was standing directing his staff around the room to serve guests, Robert pressed his lips against mine and slipped his right hand onto my left breast.

I focussed back into Robert just as he said, "Your room or mine then darling!"

I pushed Robert away from me and the second I was on my own, an even younger boy stepped up and asked me to dance...I'd even seen his mother push him in my direction..."Would you like to dance Victoria?"

I looked at his badge, "I'm sorry Simon but I don't really like dancing."

"Would you like to come to my room and have sex with me?"

I gasped, I couldn't believe that such an innocent looking little boy could even know what sex was...never mind ask a woman of my age to have sex with him. I managed to say, "I am not going anywhere with you...just how old are you anyway?"

He looked affronted at my question, "I'm nine and three quarters and my mother says I'm the best at giving oral sex of any boy she knows."

That shocked me even more, I looked in the direction of the table the boy had come from, the woman that I took to be his mother was sitting at the table kissing another young boy...then I saw Preston walking back through the room, he was on his own, I had to scan around to spot Sarah, she was dancing a smooch dance with Torrans...more kissing than dancing.

While I was watching Torrans and Sarah dancing, I heard Preston talking to April behind me, Preston asked April if she was okay and she was telling him all about the man she had just been to her room with, then Preston said, "Perhaps you should stop playing now or you'll be too sore to have fun tomorrow!"

April sounded a little desperate when she said, "Can I have just one more...I was hoping to try Torrans again now that I'm big enough to take him without it hurting me!"

Then Preston's voice lowered, "I think that Torrans might be a little busy this evening..." I looked over my shoulder and saw Preston gesturing with his head towards my daughter and the hotel's general manager, "...I've had a word with Torrans, he'll save a space for you tomorrow afternoon!"

I managed to dodge all of the young boys at the party for the next thirty minutes and for the whole of that time, Sarah was dancing with Torrans.

They announced that the party was over and we needed to clear the dining room so that the staff could clean the room and get it ready for the evening meal.

Sarah and I went out of the hotel for a walk along the beach in the moonlight while we were waiting for our dinner. Sarah started out a little quiet, I felt the need to break the silence, "You spent rather a lot of time dancing with Torrans Aaron at the party Sarah!"

She stopped walking and turned to face me, " Torrans has asked me if I want to go to a disco with him tonight after dinner."

Well, that took me a little by surprise but not as much as the surprise I got after saying, "Don’t you think that Torrans is a little old for you darling?"

I couldn't really see her facial expression in the dark but I got the feeling that she was smiling at my comment as she decided to be totally honest with me, "The thing is mum, Torrans doesn't just want to dance with me, he wants me to spend the night with him in his room after the dance."

I gasped...okay, I'd seen nine year old April having sex with one man, and he was a big black bugger too, and I knew that she had sex with...sorry, I assumed that she'd had sex with a second man while Sarah danced with her father and April wanted a second try with Torrans but she wasn't my sweet little innocent little daughter, she was another parent's concern so I stuttered out, "You can't spend the night with an adult man...you're still a virgin!"

This time I didn't need to see Sarah smile, I heard her chuckle as she said, "The good ship virginity sailed a long time ago mum!"

I was flabbergasted and impersonating a goldfish for several seconds as I fought to get the words out, "Who...how...where...who!"

"Mum, you said who twice!"

"The who is twice as important."

Sarah turned and started walking back towards the hotel, "We should get back, they'll have started serving dinner by now!"

I followed on behind her, "Sarah, I want to know!"

"The who is difficult...the where and when are easier, it happened in the art room of Hayway Comprehensive School on the first day of orientation..."

I butted in, "You mean your last week of primary school?"

"Yes...do you want me to tell you or not?"

"Go on...I want to know!"

We didn't hold many secrets from each other and we usually did tell each other every little thing in our lives so I wasn't really shocked that Sarah started telling me in detail about her deflowering, I was just glad that it was dark and she couldn't see my face as she started her story...

They took the thirty year six girls from Saint Bernadette's School, who were going to Hayway Comprehensive School for year seven, by bus. We were greeted by Mister Preston, the headmaster, and he split us up into groups of ten girls and my group, group number one, was passed over to a year fourteen boy called Robert...well, they don't call them year fourteen, they call themselves 'Upper Sixth'... Robert took us off on our guided tour of the school. He told us that he was about to go to Oxford University to study pure and applied mathematics so he was taking us to the maths wing first.

The rest of the school body, year's seven to twelve, were on the sports field doing their school sports day so we had the whole school to ourselves. Robert took us into room 'M1' to introduce us to the head of maths. M1 had the teacher and ten Upper Sixth students in it, even though the upper sixth students had actually finished school two weeks earlier. Mr Brooks told Robert that he needed to talk to him about university and he asked if one of the other boys in the class could take our girls on the rest of our tour.

All ten boys seemed to want to get in on the guiding so they each took one of us girls. I got Peter, he was an art student, he was getting ready to go to Warwick University to study fine art. Because he was an art student, he took me to one of the art studios first, he showed me his art portfolio that had been submitted for his 'A' level art exam. I flicked through his pictures, paintings as well as pen and ink drawings, lots of pictures of naked girls as well as pictures of naked boys...I was a little shocked that one of his pictures was a self portrait and while the other pictures of naked boys had them flaccid or hidden, his self portrait was full on, totally erect.

He asked me if I'd ever seen a boys cock in real life, I shook my head, my mouth was too dry to actually speak.

"Would you like to see mine?"

I nodded my head again, hell, I was a ten year old girl who had just spent five years in an all girl primary school, I'd hardly seen any boys fully dressed in my life...never mind one up close asking me if I'd like to see his cock...of course I nodded my head.

Peter dropped his trousers without a care in the world...even though, if anyone had been walking past the art room, they would have been able to see him, his cock was like all the other boys in his portfolio, just an inch long with a massive turtle-neck of empty skin hanging over the end.

He said, "If you rub it, it'll look like it does in my picture!"

As soon as I touched it, it grew to at least eight times its length, it was massive and then he hooked my neck in his hand and he pulled me closer to him and started kissing me. He encouraged me to make my hand into a fist and then got me to rub him as we kissed.

I got him close to his climax and he had to stop me rubbing him for a moment and while I was just holding his cock in my fist still kissing him, he lifted the front of my dress and started rubbing between my legs through my knickers.

In my mind, if he had tried to pull my knickers down...I would have stopped him but he didn't, he just eased his fingers past the leg hole and he fingered me for a few minutes. He didn't stop when I reached my orgasm though and as I was running through my orgasm, he sat on a seat and pulled me down, straddling his lap. It never crossed my mind that where his finger could get through, his cock could get through as well and before I knew it, it wasn't his finger in my body, it was his cock.

I tried to fight him off but he just held me in place, he said, "The damage is done now, all the pain is over...you may as well just let me get on with it...you've had the pain, now you may as well get the pleasure as well."

As he screwed me he promised that he'd pull out before he climaxed and he did, just as he was ready to cum, he pulled out and used his own hand to finish himself off all over the front of my knickers.

I ended up taking my knickers off because they were soaking wet and covered in my blood, not just between the legs but all over the front from where he rubbed his cock against me as he got himself off. We kissed for a little longer and then he said, "Right, it's time to show you the science wing."

As we walked along between the art room and the science wing he apologised if he had hurt me but also thanking me for not stopping him. He opened the door to 'S1' the first science room and he told me to go in. Emily Spencer was in there with another of the ten year fourteen boys, Peter told the upper-sixth boy in that room that my name was Sarah and he told me that the other boy was William. Peter left me with William and he took Emily to the art room where he had just screwed me.

William asked if I liked sucking cocks or if I'd like another fuck. I told him that I didn't want to have sex with him so he talked me into sucking his cock...he must have thought that I was crazy because I'd never heard of sucking a cock, I was just really happy that the science lab had sinks and water so that William could wash his cock clean of Emily's blood before he pushed it in my mouth

So there you have it, I lost my virginity and I sucked my first cock on the first day of my weeklong orientation to secondary school, All I know about the boys were, one was a Maths geek and the other was into Biology...I doubt if their real names were even Peter and William and by now, they're probably finishing their degree courses and getting ready to start working.

I listened to Sarah's story without saying a word...I didn't want to admit it, not even to myself, but listening to my twelve year old daughter telling me the truth about her first visit to Hayway Comprehensive School when she was on her orientation visit, I was turned on, because I wasn't wearing knickers, the drool was running down my inner thighs as we walked in the dark.

We had just reached the hotel as Sarah finished her story, I knew that my face was bright red but Sarah didn't look the slightest bit embarrassed about telling me about how she lost her virginity.

I looked at my reflection in the window of a darkened room at the hotel, partly to see just how red my face was but mainly so that Sarah didn't see the look of excitement on my red face as I asked my next question, "Was that it then, just the two boys?"

As we were now in quite a well lit area, Sarah was a little more reluctant to answer so I chivvied her on a little.

"No, that wasn't it, in the afternoon I sucked another upper-sixth boy's cock in one of the language labs and I let another upper-sixth boy screw me with a condom on, that was in the humanities wing."

"So, your guided tour of the school was basically having sex in each of the different faculties then!"

"Pretty much...yes!"

Sarah stopped me as we walked towards the dining room and asked, "When was the last time you had sex mum?"

I wondered if I'd get away with avoiding the question but Sarah had told me all about her first day of sex, "I have a friend who used to come and see me a couple of times a year in the day while you were at school!"

"Yes...okay...but when was the last time?"

"About six months ago."

Sarah mumbled under her breath...hoping that I didn't hear her..."I'd go out of my mind if I had to go six days without sex...never mind six months!"

When we reached the restaurant, we were at the back of a line of ten guests waiting for a table but the waiter spotted us and we were called through to the restaurant, we were shown to a table with three seats rather than just the one for two diners that we needed. As we looked through the menu, Torrans came over to our table and he asked if he could join us, 'Set-up' resounded in my head but I told him to feel free, after all, he was the general manager of the hotel and it was obviously Torrans who had saved the table for us.

I saw Sarah give Torrans a sly smile, "I'm not sure if I should spend the night with you Torrans...it's my mother's first foreign holiday and I'd feel a little guilty leaving her all on her own on her first night in a strange hotel!"

"Your mother can come to the disco with us and after the disco...well, it'd be up to you and her but the three of us could share your room for the night or my room, it would your choice."

So after dinner I found myself at a disco in the small fishing village with Sarah and Torrans. I had to be careful how I danced because I wasn't wearing knickers or a bra...Sarah was dressed exactly the same but she didn't mind flashing her body to the local Greek men at the disco.

I actually had a lot more fun at the disco than I'd had in many years and when the disco finally closed at two o'clock in the morning I was even more turned on than I had been listening to Sarah's story about losing her virginity. I'd had a little too much to drink because Torrans kept topping my glass up with wine while I was dancing.

I'd actually danced quite a few dances with one man, local Greek, devilishly handsome who told me his name was Adonis and he actually did look like he had the body of a Greek God.

Adonis walked along with me to the hotel, we were a few paces behind Sarah and Torrans and Adonis was making me laugh all the way to the front door of the hotel, he kissed me good night and turned to walk away when Torrans called him back, he waved a bottle of Assyrtiko, one of the best Greek wines and asked Adonis if he wanted a nightcap.

Adonis looked at me, I smiled and nodded my head and Adonis linked his arm in mine and we followed Torrans and Sarah up the stairs to our hotel room. Torrans poured four glasses of the wine, he took two glasses out onto the balcony, I looked through the doors and out into the inky black balcony just as Sarah dropped her dress to the floor and stood in front of Torrans totally naked.

Adonis started kissing me, he stripped himself as we kissed and tumbled me onto my bed, the sheets were thrown on the floor because it was too hot to get under the covers. Adonis was willing to just lift the front of my dress to fuck me as my daughter and Torrans were out on the balcony and Adonis got the feeling that I might be a little shy but I stopped him until I was naked. I sat up to pull my dress off over my head, just in time to see Torrans nail Sarah on one of the sunloungers set up on the balcony, she had her legs wrapped around his hips and she was encouraging him to fuck her harder with her heels, digging them into his buttocks.

Before Adonis put his cock in me, he reached for the drawer in the bedside cabinet, I said, "There's only a Gideon's bible in there, I checked it out earlier!"

Adonis pulled out a box of condoms, "The maid puts condoms in the drawers when they came in to turn the bed down after dinner!"

Adonis was a very slow lover, he was savouring every second that his cock was in my body and he was in no hurry to fill the condom...he did have something else on his mind though, he was using every trick in the book to intensify my orgasm and I had a lot of them.

We went to sleep about five o'clock, it had taken Adonis more than two hours to climax and once he had filled the condom, we cuddled together and fell asleep to the sound of Sarah and Torrans fucking out on the balcony.

Adonis woke me at six thirty to use another condom in me and as we fucked I looked over at Sarah's bed and saw her sleeping with Torrans, a tangle of arms and legs...as I ran through my first orgasm, my verbalising disturbed Sarah and Torrans and they had a little fuck, just ten minutes and they went back to sleep. Adonis fucked me for thirty minutes. During the night, I'd had more orgasms than I'd had in the twelve years since Sarah was born.

At nine o'clock Torrans was shaking Adonis to wake him up, "Adonis...you'll be late for school, you only have fifteen minutes to get dressed and get to school!"

Adonis was dressing as he ran from the room, I was shaking the sleep from my head and then I said, "School...just how old is Adonis anyway?"

Torrans waved away my look of concern, "You're okay...he's fifteen years old, way...way over the legal age to have sex in Greece!"

He looked over at Sarah, she was dead to the world, "You want to have a fuck with me Vicky?"

I looked at Sarah and thought, 'Why the fuck not!'. I nodded my head, "You'll need to use a condom!"

He laughed, "I can't believe that the twelve year old daughter is on the pill and the mother isn't...seems a little strange to me!"

Mental note to self...'Check Sarah to see if she really is on the pill!' and then all thoughts of Sarah left my head as Torrans filled my cunt with a cock that was twice the size of Adonis' cock. It wasn't a mammoth fuck but I was thrashing around from the third thrust, my head rolling from side to side, the first time I saw Sarah, she was sleeping, the next time my eyes were in her direction, Sarah's eyes were open and she was looking at Torrans fucking me. The third time I looked in Sarah's direction, she was sitting on the edge of her bed watching me being fucked and the fourth time, she was kneeling on my bed, she was kissing Torrans as he fucked me hard.

As Torrans was getting close to his orgasm, Sarah whispered, "Do you want to cum in that condom or do you want to finish off in me?"

Sarah rolled onto her back at my side as Torrans pounded five quick thrusts into me driving my pleasure even higher and then he pulled out, ripped his condom off and jumped on top of Sarah in one fluid movement, it took him just five more thrusts to dump his spunk into Sarah's body. He spent thirty seconds linked to her while he got his breath back and then he jumped up and started getting dressed, "I have to go to work darling, remember to ask a couple of the younger boys to do Greek sex with you so I can try that hole tonight."

Torrans was gone in a flash, "Sarah, what the hell is Greek sex? Adonis kept asking me if he could do Greek sex with me last night while he was screwing me!"

Sarah snuggled into my side and she whispered, "The boys at school would call it bumming, in England, it's usually a fun game that two boys can play together!"

"Oh...you mean anal sex?"

Sarah nodded her head.

"Sarah, you remember our walk back from the beach yesterday evening?"

Sarah nodded her head again.

"You were telling me about your orientation week at Hayway Comprehensive School."

Sarah said "Yes."

"I didn't really question it last night, I think I was just a little shocked at what you were telling me but...how did you and Emily Spencer end up in the first group together...I mean, you weren't friends at primary school, you weren't in the same class and your names are almost as far apart, alphabetically as you can get...just how did the groups get picked?"

"Mr Preston picked my group at random, ten girls out of the sixty."

"So, he picked you and Emily Spencer to be in the first group, totally at random? Who else was in the first group?"

"Mary Adams..."

I butted in again, "So, back when you were ten years old, you had the most developed body of any girl at your school, Emily Spencer was the second most developed and I think that, at that time, Mary Adams was the third most developed girl in your school..."

Sarah butted in this time, "Pam Green came between Emily and Mary."

"Was Mary in one of the other groups on that first day?"

"Oh...no...well, Mary wasn't even there, she didn't move to Hayway Comprehensive School with the rest of us, she won a scholarship to Bedford Girls School!"

"So would you say that all ten girls in your group were all the most developed of the girls from your school?"

Sarah nodded her head again

"Did anything else unusual happen that first week?"

"You mean sex?"

This time it was my turn to nod my head.

"Pam Green wasn't in group one on the second day, there were only nine of us..."

"What happened to Pam?"

"The boy who took Pam off to the music room first thing got kneed in his balls and Pam went and found Group two and stopped with them for the rest of the week."

"Sounds like Pam didn't want to play."

"Her loss...because all the upper-sixth students had officially left school by orientation week, there were lots of empty study rooms and no one to use them so group one made good use of them, during that first week, upper-sixth boys popped in and out of school for a little fun. In that first week, I let ten boys screw me and I sucked the cocks of at least six other boys..."

"Was that it for that week?"

"Well, the only other thing that I did was have sex with two adults as well during that week but I'm not going to tell you who they were!"

"I'll just have to guess then, I'd say, Mr Preston and Mr Brooks...probably in that order too!"

I heard Sarah gasp before she said, "What makes you think it was those two?"

"Well, because Mr Preston set you girls up, picking the ten most sexually developed girls to go on a seemingly innocent tour of the school with Peter and then Mr Brooks split the ten of you up with upper-sixth boys who should have finished at Haward Comprehensive School several weeks earlier. How many upper-sixth boys did you see in school during that week?"

"Forty I guess."

"And how many upper-sixth girls did you see around the school during your orientation week?"

"None...just boys."

"Torrans told me that you were on the pill, are you?"

"Yes."

"How did you convince a doctor to put you on the pill at thirteen?"

"I didn't...not at thirteen!"

"So, how did you get the pill then?"

"When I was eleven, one of the men I was seeing knew of a girl who was sixteen years old, she had emigrated to New Zealand with her parents but no one told her doctor, she was about my size, same colouring and everything...so I took her place with her doctor in Wellingborough, told him that I was her and that I needed to go on the pill...it was as easy as pie!"

I hugged her close to me and kissed her forehead, "And when did you first meet Michael Davenport?"

That caused another gasp from Sarah, "How did you know that I'd met him before Thursday?"

"Just a feeling I got."

"We have parties on Friday afternoons, a few girls in my class dodge sports and spend the afternoon with men in a local house... Michael Davenport turned up at one of those parties, I was as shocked as he was when I saw he was your boss at the travel agents."

There was a knock at the door, I expected it to be housekeeping, wanting to clean the bedroom and sort out the hotel linen. I pulled my dressing gown on and opened the door, Simon and Robert from the welcome party were standing there, Robert said, "Torrens said that Sarah needed help with Greek!"

Sarah was still naked lying on my bed, she called out, "Let them in mum, I may as well get started, we're only here for one week!"

Simon had a tube of lubricant in his pocket but his cock was so small that he hardly needed it to get his tiny cock up Sarah's bum. While Simon worked on Sarah, Robert started kissing and fondling me, I was going to reject him but then I remembered that I'd let Adonis screw me all night long and he was barely older than Robert. I made him use a condom when he actually got around to fucking me. Simon had several dry climaxes in Sarah's bum before she told him to swap places with Robert so that she could feel a bigger cock up her bum.

When Simon came to me, he proved what he had boasted the evening before by giving me the best oral sex of my life.

The rest of the week was one long line of men and boys working their way through our hotel room, the men used Sarah and the young boys used me. Thirty minutes every day Torrans gave me a damned good fucking, just to keep me happy. We went home after the hottest week of the year in Greece with hardly any tan at all because we'd spent most of the week in bed...under the shade of male bodies.

9,000 Words.

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