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 ï>¿A Series of Firsts  -" Dawn's Story  -" An Adult at fourteen Years Old
by Isabella

   I'd chosen the subject, 'My Neighbourhood!' for my mock 'O' level
humanities project and I'd have to make a bloody good job of it too, it was
actually worth fifty-five percent of my final grade at the end of year
nine, I had just twenty six hours to finish the project...well, twenty-six
hours of classroom time, I could have spent more time on the project as
home work but that went very much against the grain for me.  I'd decided to
map out our end of our little town, a property survey, number of terraced
houses, number of semi-detached, number of detached and then add to that
list, the number of businesses, the types of those businesses and the
number of employees, even try to get a feel for how many workers in our one
square mile of the town were locals and how many were travelling in.  The
first part was dead simple, I got a copy of the large scale Ordinance
Survey Map and just did a five bar gate count under four headings.

   Humanities was considered as an experiential, rather than a teacher led
lesson, independent study, either inside the school or out at the public
library, most of my group called it a free period, a time to go to the
shops or mess around on the park, as they planned to drop humanities as
soon as they could and a bad mark in the end of year exam would help them
to make that excuse...I on the other hand saw humanities as a much easier
option than history, religious studies or geography, I needed a very good
mark in humanities to stop my father pushing me into religious
studies...and he would push me that way if he could, he was a religious
maniac.

   The first hour I didn't leave the school library but I did manage to
complete the property survey and had the count for the houses and the
businesses, the next week I'd start detailing the types of businesses and
number of workers, Etc.  The second week, I didn't even go into school, I
sent in an email telling my teacher that I was going to work on my project
first and go into school later, that was mainly because my wider family
were the main employers in our part of town and they were right on my
doorstep.

   I already knew all about the dairy, the number of workers and the fact
that they were all locals, the main farm had five locals working there and
fifteen who came over from Eastern Europe but lived on the farm while they
were in England and there were ten business premises on my grandfather's
land on either side of the road leading to the farm, I'd have a full
quarter of the local businesses listed in just the second hour of my
twenty-six.

   I'd finished nine out of the ten business properties before it was time
to head back to school, the tenth building had been empty for six months so
I didn't expect much information.  I was walking past the entrance to the
car park when I spotted a big fancy car parked outside the tin can
warehouse so I stopped and checked my wrist watch.  I had time, if I left
right then, I'd be in school five minutes before the end of humanities and
then there would be fifteen minute morning break, I could spend twenty
minutes investigating that last property.

   An elderly gentleman was looking at a plan spread out on the massive
bonnet of his Bentley sports car, I cleared my throat to get his attention,
he looked at me, he changed instantly from an elderly gentleman into a
hungry wolf, he smiled at me and said, "You're too early for a job
interview love, come back in six weeks time, we'll have the beds in by then
and I can interview you properly."

   I looked down at myself, had I forgotten to put my school uniform on
today, had I forgotten to get dressed at all...judging by the way he was
salivating as he looked at me and the sexual content of his comments, I
shook the thought out of my head and told him why I was there.

   "I'm opening a special private members club and I'll be looking to
employ at least thirty pretty, young girls, on a part time basis...do you
like sex...you're just the kind of girl I'm looking for!"

   I was a little shocked, I should have stormed off and reported him to
the police or something but then a little voice at the back of my head
said, 'Don't do that, that's what a baby would do, he's treated you as an
adult, so you should act like one!' So I took a deep breath, looked down at
my right hand as I wiggled my fingers, "I don't really know much about sex,
I've never gone all the way before!"

   He smiled at me, probably because I hadn't run off screaming, "So, you
haven't gone all the way with a boy yet, have you used your hands to
masturbate a boy?"

   I nodded my head, I stopped myself saying that I'd wanked a hundred boys
off so far.



   "Have you ever sucked a boy's cock before?"

   I pondered his question a moment before I nodded my head.

   "Have you ever sucked the cock of a man as old as me before?"

   Now that was a difficult question, I really had no idea how old the man
was, he was older than my uncles but younger than my grandfather so I shook
my head, "No, I've never sucked a man of your age off before!" Nope, older
men and younger men but never a man of his exact age before so he couldn't
complain that I'd lied to him.

   I saw his face break into a smile and he didn't disappoint me, right on
cue, "How would you like to suck my cock for me then darling?"

   I looked over my left shoulder, then scanned the building in front of
me, both of the massive steel roller shutter doors were still locked down
and the small personal access door still had the large wooden board nailed
over it to stop trespassers and vandals getting in, then I looked over my
right shoulder before looking back into his eyes, "Too public here...and
I've only got ten minutes to get to school!"

   He looked at his watch, "I'll give you five pounds to suck my cock and
when you've finished, I'll drive you over to your school, that'll save you
a ten minute walk!"

   There was the sound of a delivery van behind me, it was making a
delivery to Cotton's Engineering Factory on the other side of Glebe Farm
Road, "Still far too public!"

   "We could use my car..." he walked to the front passenger side of his
car, he opened the door, "...you sit on the seat, I'll stand with my back
to the road, no one will see what we're doing..." he gestured for me to sit
in the Bentley's front passenger seat, "...Come on, just a quick blow-job
and I'll give you five pounds, you don't even have to get me off in your
mouth, you can finish me off with your hand if you'd prefer that!"

   I sat in the front of his car sideways on and he stepped in front of me,
spread his legs wide open and unfastened his trousers.  He let the car's
door close slightly until it touched his back to further shield what we
were doing from prying eyes.  I pulled his underpants as far down as his
trousers would allow, then I took his balls in my left hand and peeled his
foreskin back with my right hand, I checked under his foreskin to make sure
that he was 'Clean' and then leaned forwards in my seat and took his cock
in my mouth.  I knew that time was a factor and I didn't have a whole lot
of it to spare.

   I transitioned from using my hands and mouth to give him pleasure and
then quickly got down to business and pressed into him until my top lip
pressed hard against his pubic bone and my bottom lip hit his balls...then
I started massaging his cockhead with my throat muscles.  I got him off in
just five minutes and it seemed to me that no one had got him off so fast
with their mouth before.  I took my prize money and turned in my seat to
face forward as he wiped over his cock with a tissue and then he closed the
doors, the one in his trousers as well as my car door.

   We started to drive to school and he asked me the question that I'd
expected him to ask me much earlier, "Just how old are you anyway?"

   "I'm almost fourteen years old."

   "How long have you been wanking and sucking guys off?"

   I started telling my story as he threaded his limousine through the
narrow side street of my little town on our way to my school...



   I didn't know anything about sex until my twelfth birthday party, I'm
two years younger than my sister Sarah.  I really am the middle child as I
have a younger brother called Peter who had turned ten years old on the
Monday, I turned twelve on the Wednesday and Sarah would be fourteen just
two days after that on the Friday...that year, Sarah's birthday actually
fell on the day and that would be our combined birthday party at our
grandparent's house at Glebe Farm, the heavy machinery barn had already
been emptied and cleaned out ready for our disco, what our grandparents
called the 'Dark Room' when there were no kids at the party, they had even
cleaned out the pellet store at the side of the heavy machinery store, the
pellet store held one hundred, one ton bags of dry, bio-fuel, pellets that
heated the farm as well as heat for the grain towers to dry grain after the
harvests, the fuel had been moved to another block, further away from the
house.

   Every child between eight years old and eighteen, in a ten mile radius,
had been invited and a disk jockey specialising in children's parties had
been booked to bring his equipment over with his sound to light show so
that all of us kids could have a dance while we ate our party buffet food.

   Sarah seemed overly excited, considering it was only her fourteenth
birthday party, I could understand it the previous year when she went from
a pre-teen to an official teenager at thirteen and again two years after,
when she turned sweet sixteen, the year after that, at seventeen, she'd be
able to learn to drive a car, the year after that when she'd legally be
able to go to a pub to buy and drink alcohol...then no excitement again
until she would turn twenty-one...but not fourteen!

   Sarah was given a day off school by our mother on the day of her
birthday and while Peter and I were at school, Sarah had a pampering day.
She had a really long soak in the bath straight after breakfast, an hour
later our Aunty Sarah came around to our house and gave my sister a face
pack, a manicure and a pedicure...my older sister was our Aunty Sarah's
favourite niece because she knew that our mother named Sarah after her! 
After Aunty Sarah had finished pampering my sister, she went into town to a
real beautician to have her hair done professionally as well as her face
painted.

   After school I walked home with Peter for the first time in years, I
usually walked home with my big sister with Peter some way behind us
playing football with himself all the way home.  When we reached home,
Aunty Sarah was just driving our sister home and she really did look like a
film star or model...she certainly looked a lot older than fourteen years
old.

   I think mum used a scrubbing brush on Peter because he looked really
clean for the first time in years as we were all ready to walk to the farm
at six o'clock.  We kids walked with our mother along the path that
connected our house with our grandparent's farm house.  Dad didn't walk
with us, he took the car, it was his job to act as a taxi for members of
the family that didn't live close by and wanted to be able to have a drink
at the party.

   Even though the party was officially a joint birthday party for me,
Peter and Sarah, we weren't the first to arrive and as usual, Grandpa Ron
was standing at the door into the barn, he shook the hands of all the boys
as they walked past him and he kissed every girl, the younger girls like me
got a kiss on the cheek and the older girls like our mother, he kissed on
the lips...even if he didn't really know them...or was it that Grandpa Ron
actually really did know everyone in the area.

   Peter was just ahead of me and even though the walk only took us twenty
minutes from home to the farm house, Peter already had dirty hands as he
shook hands with our grandfather.  I was next, I got a kiss on my right
cheek and grandpa whispered in my ear that he thought that I looked very
pretty and that I should go and dance with my Cousin Alan, "He's been
waiting fot thirty minutes to have a dance with you and get his birthday
kiss now that you're twelve years old!"

   Then Grandpa moved on to my mother.  Cousin Alan was standing just past
my grandfather waiting for me, Alan took my right hand and pulled me
towards the dark room.  Alan was yet another member of the close Clarke
family, he was fourteen years old and he would usually be queuing up to
dance with my older sister as they were in the same class at school.  I
looked over my shoulder as Alan pulled me towards the door, leading through
to the dance floor that would be only lit by the light show from the disco
making that area very dark.  I saw my grandfather kiss my mother on her
lips and as he kissed her I saw him squeezing her bum cheeks through her
clothes and then Uncle Paul took mum off of grandpa and took her over to
the buffet table to pick up some food.

   Sarah turned her face so that her right cheek was ready for grandpa's
welcome kiss but Grandpa turned her face and he kissed her on the lips for
the first time in many years and as he kissed her on her lips, he squeezed
her bum the way he had done to our mum, then, just as I was entering the
darkened dance floor, I saw Grandpa gesture to Cousin Ron or as we all
called him, Ron the third, son of Ron the second, Grandson of Ron the
first, that Cousin Ron was nineteen years old, so a full five years older
than Sarah but he seemed perfectly happy to take Sarah's hand and follow me
and Alan into the dance area.



   Once in the zone of flashing coloured lights, Alan turned me to face him
and instead of dancing, he kissed me...the first boy to give me a proper
kiss on the lips in my life.  I have to say that Alan's sudden attack had
taken me by surprise and It took me a while to pull my mouth away from his
and I turned my face away from him, just in time to see Sarah and Ron walk
through the door, they had already started their kiss before they were out
of sight of our mum in the eating area of the barn but not like mine and
Alan's kiss, Sarah had actually initiated the kiss, her arms were wrapped
around Ron's neck as they kissed and his arms were wrapped around her waist
but his hands were actually on her buttocks and I could see in the shaft of
light from the eating area that he was pulling her abdomen hard against
his, over and over again.

   I looked beyond Sarah and Ron and could see our mother with Uncle Paul,
he had his left arm over her shoulder and it looked like he was copping a
feel of mum's left breast with his left hand.  Mum was eating food as she
stood looking through to the dance floor, she left Paul touching her breast
through her clothes for a minute before ducking out from under his left arm
and she walked across the room to talk to Aunty Mary, mother of the cousin
that was standing in the darkness snogging with my sister.  Rebecca, yet
another cousin and daughter of Aunty Sarah was sitting next to Mary on one
side of her and my brother Peter had been told by grandpa to sit next to
her on the other side of Rebecca.

   Alan then pulled me away from the shaft of light from the doorway and we
actually started dancing.  There were a few more kisses as we danced around
in almost total darkness, I noticed that Sarah danced with about ten
different boys, not all related to us but all ten of them were in the
sixteen to twenty years age range.  I was at the buffet table picking up a
selection of finger food with Alan at my side when I saw Sarah walk out of
the dance area holding hands with Cousin Paul, Paul was fifteen years old,
so only one year older than my sister.

   Paul left Sarah standing in the middle of the buffet area, she was
swaying her hips in time with the track playing on the other side of the
wall separating the two halves of the barn while Cousin Paul went to see
our grandpa.  Grandpa put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a peach
coloured key fob and he handed it to Paul who gestured for Sarah to follow
him as he walked out of the barn and Sarah followed him.  I knew something
was going on, something that no one was talking about but Sarah looked
really eager to get started with.

   I managed to shake Alan off momentarily and I ran from the barn, Sarah
and Paul were nowhere in sight but I'd already put two and two together and
worked out that the key on the peach key fob was to the Peach blossom guest
bedroom in the farm house.  I ran up the stairs, I ran past the apple
blossom room, the cherry blossom and the May blossom room, Peach blossom
was the last bedroom on the guest wing of the farm house, these rooms would
usually be full of visitors from all over Europe but mainly from Greece or
America where our family had big centres of population.  I spotted that the
bedroom door wasn't closed properly, Paul and Sarah had been in such a
massive hurry that they'd even left the key in the lock on the outside of
the door.

   I pushed the door open and saw Sarah on her back on the bed, she'd
pulled the bottom hem of her dress up almost to her chin and her naked bum
was on a thick towel that had been spread out on top of the bed.  Paul's
trousers were around his ankles and he was standing at the side of the bed
rolling a condom down his cock.  I actually stood there and watched as Paul
took Sarah's virginity.

   I watched the whole bloody act and it was very bloody, then as Paul
grunted through his orgasm, he fell on top of Sarah and she asked if he
knew who would be next.

   "All I know is that I was told to help you clean yourself up and then
take you back to Grandpa Ron so that he can talk to you!"

   The clean up was all done with wet-wipes and the unused portion of the
big towel that Sarah was sitting on...even though the bedroom was built to
the same pattern as a modern mass market hotel and had a bathroom inside
it. Once Paul was happy, he helped Sarah off of the bed and she walked up
to me holding Paul's hand, "Don't you dare say anything to anyone about
what you saw Dawn or I'll bloody well kill you!"

   Sarah was about to push her way past me when I looked back at the area
around the bed, "Sarah, you forgot to put your knickers on!"

   "I did not forget to put my knickers on, you'll understand in two years
time that no girl wears knickers to her fourteenth birthday party!"

   Sarah looped her arm in mine and pulled me away from the guest bedroom
with the small mural of peach blossom painted on the centre of the top
panel of the door, leaving Paul to tidy the bed and deal with the dirty
towel and as we walked past the door with the painted May blossom on the
door, Sarah said, "So...did you like kissing Alan?"



   I was a little shocked but then I realised that I'd seen Sarah dancing
with ten boys...it was totally feasible that she had seen me dancing with
Alan and the occasional kiss that he had given me during the brighter
moments of the light show.  I shrugged my shoulders, after the shock of
that first kiss I'd calmed down a little and just let him kiss me the few
times after that.

   "Did you like his cock?"

   I stopped in my tracks and pulled my arm out of hers and just stood
there scowling at her.

   Sarah looked shocked, "Don't tell me that grandpa didn't tell you...the
whole point of your twelfth birthday party is to introduce you to boys, let
them get a feel of you and for you to get a hold of a few of their
cocks...did Alan get his hand in your knickers?"

   I shook my head.

   "So your first half hour was totally wasted then, take my advice, take
your knickers off and ask Gavin Pickering for a dance, let him touch you
between your legs and if you like what he does, then push your hand down
his trousers and give his cock a little rub as a thank you."

   I suddenly heard a loud gasp and a groan coming from behind the May
blossom door, Sarah put her ear against the door and smiled, then she
whispered, "Did you see Uncle Paul dancing with Elle Green when you left
the barn?"

   "He was just going into the dark room with Elle when I ran after you!"

   Sarah's grin widened and then she pulled me over to the door and got me
to press my ear to the door panel, my ear planted over a painted sprig of
May blossom, I heard Elle's voice saying 'You're too big!' and then Uncle
Paul saying, 'Do you want me to stop?' and Elle saying, 'God no, don't stop
now...'

   I gasped when I realised that Uncle Paul was doing to Elle what Cousin
Paul had been doing to my sister a few minutes earlier, Uncle Paul was a
year older than our father and Elle Green was in Sarah's class at school
and at that moment, Uncle Paul was screwing her in the May blossom bedroom
and Elle started howling so much that I didn't need to press my ear against
the door, I could hear her going through a very noisy orgasm just a few
seconds after Uncle Paul got his cock into her.

   Cousin Paul joined us at that point, he was carrying the towel to drop
it off at the laundry room and the three of us walked over to the barn
together.  I was pulled over to our grandfather, he gave Sarah a bright
smile and said, "How did it go kiddo?"

   Sarah smiled up at him, "It was great, thank you grandpa...erm, you
didn't explain to Dawn about the point of the party, grandpa!"

   He shook his head, "I'm sorry darling but your mother was too close, I
had told Alan that it was his job to start the ball rolling but I couldn't
tell Dawn what to expect...I'm guessing that Alan ballsed it up!"

   Sarah nodded her head and then she took my hand and pulled me over to a
table where Gavin Pickering was eating with three of his friends...all
boys...

   When Gavin saw Sarah he grinned at her and pushed his plate away, "Is it
my turn to..." Gavin looked around his group of friends and his grin
widened as he winked at his friends, "...to dance with you Sarah?"

   Sarah looked back at me being reluctantly dragged behind her, "I may
give you a dance later but I'd like you to dance with my sister
first...okay?"

   Gavin looked at me with a little disappointment in his expression before
his smile returned and he nodded his head.

   Gavin took one last bite of his chicken leg before standing up and
taking my hand and pulling me into the dark room.  I did a quick scan of
the buffet area, my dad was serving drinks behind the temporary bar so he
was occupied and not looking in my direction, Peter was engaged in an
animated discussion with Rebecca so it must have been a talk about
football...I couldn't see my mother anywhere though before I was dragged
into the darkness.  There was little pretence at dancing from Gavin, he
pulled me into a corner by the side of one of the light boxes, so one of
the darkest places in the dark room.



   The lighting box formed a kind of cubby hole in the corner and as Gavin
pulled me in, I realised that we weren't alone, Gavin bumped into someone
and apologised, the voice that said it was okay was my Uncle Ron, the
eldest of my grandpa Ron's children and he was having a damned good snog
with a woman, out of sight, in the corner.  As Gavin kissed me, I realised
that the woman having her breasts rubbed through her dress was actually my
mother and I was standing shoulder to shoulder with her as Gavin used his
right knee to force my own knees open wider and he was rubbing my pussy
through my dress and knickers.

   As Gavin worked between my legs, he was kissing and nibbling at my neck,
turning my head in my mother's direction and being so close I could make
out my Uncle's hand fondling my mother's tits through her dress, I could
feel what Gavin was doing even though I couldn't actually see what he was
up to.  He had lifted my dress and pushed his hand down the front of my
knickers and as his fingers crept closer to my pussy, I stopped resisting
his knee pressing between my legs and opened my lags a little wider, just
as my Uncle's hand moved down from my mother's breast, I watched as his
hand travelled down over her ribcage and then onto her hip.

   I heard my mother gasp and looked down again, Uncle Ron had forced her
legs open with his knee, the way that Gavin had just done to me and now,
Ron's hand was in the same place on my mother as Gavin's hand was on me but
Ron's hand was still on the outside of my mother's dress, she pushed him
away and I heard him say, "Come on, you came here tonight without any
knickers on...you know what you wanted darling!"

   Mum did her duck and run again and Uncle Ron looked over at me...and he
shrugged his shoulders...Ron knew that it was me and Gavin standing at his
side but I don't think that my mother knew that I was there, even in good
light, she has poor eyesight and because Gavin was now nibbling at my
collarbone, my face was free so Uncle Ron leaned in and kissed me on the
lips, his hand on the back of my head, pulling my mouth into his a little
harder and then after his lips left mine, he put his mouth against my ear
and whispered, "After you've finished dancing with Gavin, come and find me,
I'd like the next dance with you!"

   A shiver ran through my body, and it wasn't just because Gavin had
finally found my magic button and started rubbing it, it was my uncle
telling me to look for him when I'd finished what I was doing with Gavin. I
realised that Ron must have thought that I was further along my sexual
learning curve than I actually was and that my Uncle Ron would probably
want me to reciprocate on him what he had planned to do for me, so after I
shook off my first orgasm with a boy, I pulled my collarbone away from his
mouth and whispered into his ear, "What do you want me to do?"

   He swapped places, his mouth against my ear, "Open my trousers and take
my cock out!"

   I did as I was told and he taught me how to masturbate him.  We were
giving each other pleasure as another couple joined us in our private
little corner, the boy was complaining that all the bedrooms were taken and
as casual as you like, he pulled the girl's dress up and I realised that
her backside was bare, no knickers to get in the way and they actually
fucked, standing right there, next to me and Gavin.  The boy was one of
Gavin's friends and after climaxing, he turned to Gavin and said, "You want
to swap Gavin mate?"

   "I'm with Dawn, she's only twelve!"

   "Oh...well, that's okay, we can still swap!"

   No one asked me or the other girl at my side with her back against the
wall but she welcomed Gavin with open arms and he took over where his
friend had left off while his friend pressed his lips against mine, his
hand went straight between my legs and I realised that he hadn't put his
cock away and it was still dripping with his semen and the girl's inner
lubricant as I wrapped my fingers around it and started rubbing it.

   The boy in my hand whispered, "You should really take your knickers
off...makes it easier for boys to give you pleasure!"

   He gave me an orgasm and I did the same for him, as he got close to his
climax, he pulled the front of my dress higher and he pressed his cock
against my pussy mound and rubbed the head against the little rash of fine
hairs that were just starting to form over my pussy mound before he spurted
over my abdomen.

   He held my dress out of the way of his spunk and then he said, "Take
your knickers off and use them to wipe your belly!"



   I was suddenly aware that the car had stopped and the guy driving it was
looking at me with a Cheshire cat grin on his face, "What?"

   He gestured with his head past me, I looked through the window at my
side, we were outside my school gates, the playground was full of kids,
three hundred boys chasing footballs of various sizes and colours and three
hundred girls standing around in groups talking, he said, "Who are the two
girls that are waving at us?"

   I looked again, close by the fence were two girls who were standing
waving their hands in our direction, "The skinny girl is my sister Sarah
and the girl with the big breasts is Elle Green, a girl from Sarah's
class!"

   "You mean the Elle Green that you heard being fucked by your Uncle Ron
in the May blossom room two years ago?"

   "It was my Uncle Paul, not Ron but it was her and they were in the May
blossom bedroom."

   I saw his smile broaden, "I know a lot of men who would pay good money
to fuck Elle...so, she's been sexually active for two years by now then?"

   I nodded my head, "Could be longer, she isn't one of our family so the
no sex before fourteen rule wouldn't apply to her!"

   Then Mr Benn, the teacher on playground duty, blew his whistle to call
everyone back into class, my hand reached for the door handle and he put
his hand on my shoulder to stop me getting out, "How about a kiss before
you go?"

   I shook my head, I'd suck his cock for him but a kiss on the lips was
far more personal than sucking his cock.

   "Okay then but will you give Elle this..." he opened the ashtray in the
armrest between the front seats, there was no ash but a little pile of
business cards, "...give one of these to Elle for me and tell her to come
and see me at the club in a month's time, when the club is open, if she
wants to make a little easy money with her body!"

   I smiled at him and took a small cluster of business cards off of him
and read the name, the business name was, 'Voluptatem  -" Private
Gentlemen's Club' and his name was 'Thomas Strictland'.

   I smiled at him and then I changed my mind and leaned over, as I leaned
towards him I said, "Thanks for the five pounds Thomas and for the lift to
school." as my lips pressed against his.

   I had to run to my next class, Miss Parker's History class, there were
three free seats, each one was next to a boy and each of the three boys
were trying to entice me to sit next to them, I smiled inwardly, what a
difference a few years made, when I first turned twelve years old, the boys
all sat next to each other and mainly, they sat at the back of the room and
gradually over the next two years, as more and more girls turned twelve and
had become more liberal with boys and all of a sudden, I realised that
almost every pair of desks had a boy-girl combination, our class that day
had two more boys than girls and even then, the boys would rather sit alone
in the hope of attracting a girl than start the lesson sitting next to
another boy.

   I'd sat next to all three of the free boys several times in the past few
months, they were all interested in me sexually, they would love to be my
boyfriend but all I was giving out were hand jobs in the class room or
perhaps a little light oral sex at the back of the bike sheds during
breaks. I picked one of my many cousins, David Clarke, son of my
grandfather's younger brother, my Great Uncle Jonathon.  His hand was up my
school skirt almost as soon as my buttocks hit the seat, he wasn't
disappointed, there were no knickers to get in his way.  I'd taken my
knickers off at my twelfth birthday party and I'd hardly ever put them back
on since.

   I was still technically a virgin but I'd made at least a hundred boys
and men happy with my hand or my mouth over the past two years, and very
soon, it would be my own fourteenth birthday and it would be open season on
me from the boys and men in my wider family.

   I spread my books out on my desk and as soon as it looked to the teacher
like I was ready to study, my left hand slipped over the gap between my
desk and David's, his cock was already out of his trousers waiting for me.



   I waited for Miss Parker to be writing a date that we'd all need to
remember for our end of year exam on the blackboard and I quickly looked
down at David's cock, I was gently stroking my hand up and down his cock
and wondering if he'd make a good prospect to be the first cock in my cunt
when I was ready to try it.  I looked from his dick to the boy sitting on
the other side of the aisle, he was another cousin...well, a half Cousin I
guess, one of my Uncle Paul's illegitimate sons, Alan Whitehead.  I'd sat
next to him a few times, I'd wanked him in class, even sucked his cock a
few times behind the bike sheds.

   I started slowly wanking him off, I had forty minutes to make him happy
so no point in going at it in a mad way, Miss Parker was droning on about
something called the long parliament that officially lasted for twenty
years from sixteen forty to sixteen sixty when Parliament was officially
dissolved by parliamentarians themselves, even though Oliver Cromwell's
soldiers removed the members of parliament from the building in sixteen
fifty-three...so either thirteen years or twenty years rather than the
maximum of five years that a parliament is supposed to run.  As I rubbed
David's cock slowly, my mind wandered to that first time that I'd
masturbated Gavin at my twelfth birthday, the first time I'd taken my
knickers off in a public place...my belly was covered in Gavin's spunk and
I needed something to mop it all up before my dress fell against it and
messed the front of it up.

   I had to bend over to take my knickers off and as I leaned down to reach
my ankles, the track being played by the DJ had a symbol roll that lit all
of the lights on the lightshow, turning the darkroom as bright as day and
suddenly my little hidey-hole in the corner at the side of the lighting box
became a little more public.  Gavin's hadn't leaned down with me, he just
stood there holding my dress up so now, my 'Junior Miss' bra was clearly on
display to anyone looking in my direction.

   I cleaned Gavin's mess off of my belly and then quickly pushed my dress
back down to hide my now bare pussy.  Gavin kissed me again, he thanked me
for the 'Dance!' and then we walked back to the buffet area where Sarah was
talking to the group of boys that Gavin had been sitting with earlier. 
Sarah jumped up and greeted me with a kiss and she pulled me to one side to
ask me how it had gone with Gavin, I opened my hand and showed her my wet
knickers balled up to hide, she took them off of me and searched in her
handbag for her emergency plastic bag, she sealed my spunk covered knickers
in the bag and popped them into her shoulder bag, "I think that you should
dance with Jason next!" Jason was one of Gavin's friends and he had been
sitting talking to Sarah while I'd been in the dark room with Gavin.

   "Erm, Uncle Ron told me to go and find him when I was finished with
Gavin, he wanted a dance with me next!"

   Sarah smiled at me, "At least Uncle Ron knows the rules...he won't push
you to do anything that you don't want to do until you're fourteen!"

   I found my Uncle Ron was outside talking to one of his staff, most
people would think it strange that staff members would be invited to a
family birthday party but whenever my grandfather organised a party, even a
combined, tenth, twelfth and fourteenth birthday party for his
grandchildren, everyone was welcome, friends, family, business contacts and
members of our family's staff, the more the merrier.

   Both men were smoking cigarettes with their backs to the farm so they
didn't see me walking up behind them, I heard my Uncle Ron say, "I blew it
again, tried to get my hand in her knickers before she was drunk enough to
let me...I might have blown it for everyone for this party, Gustav...she
likes you, get her another drink and take her into the darkroom, just flirt
with her but don't try touching her below her waist, just stick to kissing
and playing with her tits!"

   Gustav was Polish, he worked for Ron as a farm hand and builder so he
had constant work all year round while most farm hands only worked on the
land in the spring, summer and autumn and went back to their families
throughout the winter in Eastern Europe.

   Gustav said, "Ron mate...isn't it about time you gave up on
Victoria...you, your brothers and your father have all been after her pussy
for sixteen years now and the furthest any of you have got is a fumble
through her clothes!"

   Ron took a deep draw on his cigarette and as he exhaled, he said, "I
know...but this is the first time that she's come to a party wearing one of
the dresses that my dad bought her, and, this time, she isn't wearing any
knickers for the first time since I've known her...that's why I'm so mad at
myself for fucking things up by pushing her before she was ready!"



   Gustav had just looked at my uncle in amazement at the knowledge that my
mother had gone to the party without wearing any knickers but in the
process, he'd just spotted me approaching them from behind and he nudged
Uncle Ron with his elbow to stop him talking about my mother.  Ron flicked
his cigarette butt away and smiled at me, "Hi baby...come to give your old
uncle a dance then?"

   I nodded my head.

   Ron looked at Gustav and his smile broadened, Ron spoke to me but he was
looking at Gustav and winking his eye, "How about letting Gustav give you a
birthday kiss darling!"

   I mentally shrugged my shoulders before nodding my head, I'd known
Gustav all of my life and he'd often kissed me on my cheek at
birthdays...New Years Eve parties and the like so it was nothing unusual
for me to let Gustav kiss me.

   Gustav kissed me on the lips, that took me by surprise, his hands were
on my shoulders as he started the kiss and as the kiss turned into an
elongated kiss including tongues, his hands slid smoothly down my back to
my bottom and as his hands palpated my buttocks, he pulled his lips off of
mine and he winked at me and said, "I really hope that this is your
fourteenth birthday party Dawn!"

   I shook my head, "No, my twelfth!"

   Gustav gave me a very disappointed look, "I never catch a break, do I?"
he kissed me again and then he said, "I'm going to have to find Sarah, see
if she'll go someplace for a dance with me!"

   I pointed to the farm house, "I think that she's just gone over there
with Gavin Pickering."

   Gustav shook his head, "Never catch a break..." he looked thoughtful for
a moment and then he continued, "...Gavin won't take very long, I think
I'll go and work on your Aunty Vicky for a little while...see how far I can
get with her while Sarah's busy!"

   I was really confused at Gustav's comments, I looked at Uncle Ron,
"Gustav knew that I was twelve on Wednesday, he even wrote in the card that
I'd turn into a teenager next year and he knows that Victoria's my mum, not
my aunty!"

   Ron gave my chin a playful tweak, "He knows that you're only twelve...he
was hoping that you'd say something like you felt fourteen...he would have
asked if he could fuck you if you had said that."

   It wasn't the first time I'd heard the word fuck, it wasn't even the
first time that I'd heard my Uncle Ron say fuck but it was the first time
that the 'Fuck!' word had been directed at me by my Uncle Ron.  I knew that
the look on my face was somewhere between shock and bemusement, Ron grinned
at my reaction to being told that Gustav wanted to fuck me, "Would you like
us to have our dance in the dark room in front of everyone else Dawn or
would you like to dance in private?"

   I remembered when I took my knickers off during the long symbol roll at
the end of one of the tracks and all three colours of light turning on at
the same time at full blast and lighting every corner of the room, the
thought of me doing something sexual with a man who was older than my
father sent a cold shiver through my body, I whispered, "Private please!"

   Ron smiled at me and gestured with his head towards the main house.  We
were holding hands as we climbed the stairs and turned to the right at the
top, left towards the guest wing and surprise...surprise, Ron had the key
to his father's May blossom guest bedroom, I followed Ron into the room,
Elle's cheap perfume hit me first and then the smell of sweat and bodily
fluids as I closed in on the big double bed...Uncle Ron had been leading me
but now he was behind me, I walked to the edge of the bed to look back to
see where Ron had got to.  The bedroom door had a self-closing mechanism
that couldn't be hurried and it resisted any attempt to.  Ron waited until
the door fully closed and then he locked it and hung the key on the coat
hook on the back of the door before turning to look at me and smile.

   We had a little snog standing at the side of the bed and Ron started to
undress himself, "Get undressed baby, I won't try to fuck you...this year
is just a time for you to have fun getting to know boys and men, and how to
have fun with your body!"

   When Ron dropped his trousers and underpants, my eyes almost bugged out
as I saw the size of his monster cock, I even held my arm against it, his
cock was fatter than my forearm and as long as it too.  Ron climbed on the
bed, "Come on Dawn, get undressed for me..." he patted the bed at his side,
"...if you don't want to undress, that's okay, just get on the bed with me
and use your hands to help me to get off!"



   I mentally kicked my own arse, I was twelve years old...I wasn't a baby
anymore and Ron had promised me that he wouldn't try to fuck me...so I
pulled my dress off over my head and dropped it on the floor, I suddenly
got a little embarrassed, I hadn't been wearing a bra for very long so I
didn't have the skills yet to take it off while it was still in place, I
always had to struggle my arms out of the straps and turn the bra so that
the clasp was at the front to fiddle it open and even then it was a
struggle to work the fiddly little hooks and eyes...sometimes when I was
tired, I couldn't open it and would either go to bed still wearing it or
wriggle it down past my hips and just step out of it feeling a complete
failure.

   I started to pull the left bra strap over my left shoulder and Ron told
me not to, he gestured for me to join him on the bed, I knelt on the edge
of the bed and then knee walked closer to his naked body.  He wrapped his
arms around me and leaned in to kiss me but before his lips touched mine, I
felt my bra strap relax across my chest and as we kissed, I felt my bra
fall into my lap.  Ron threw my bra onto the floor at the side of the bed
next to my dress and then he rolled to his right, pulling me down onto the
bed with him.  We kissed for a minute and then he pushed my right shoulder
away from him, rolling me onto my back, he looked down my body and grinned
at me, "You have lovely little titties..." he stroked his left hand up my
rib cage to where my breasts were just starting to grow, I had been wearing
a training bra because I was actually too small for even the smallest real
bra which was a thirty inch 'AA' cup, even less breast mass than a fried
egg but when his hand reached my nipple, it responded to his touch by
growing slightly, he pinched my newly grown nipple and it doubled in size,
"...and they respond exactly the same way that your sister's
nipples...perhaps even growing a little larger and faster than hers!"

   He rolled his body towards me and I held my breath, expecting that he
was going to roll on top of me and the only reason that I could see for him
rolling on top of me was if he was going to break his promise and try to
fuck me...I held my breath but didn't do anything to push him off or try to
get away from him but he stopped just short of covering my body with his,
he lifted his left knee over my left leg and started to press it down
between my legs, I let my legs part enough for his knee to get between them
to the mattress and then he started dragging my left leg towards him while
using his foot to push my right leg away, spreading my legs very wide
apart, the thought crossed my mind again, 'He's getting ready to mount me!'

   When Ron was happy that my legs were wide enough apart and I wasn't
trying to close them again, he rolled a little further towards me, his
balls were resting on my upper thigh, just below the level of my pussy and
the head of his cock was almost touching the red line across my chest where
my training bra had cut into the flesh.  I managed to wriggle my left arm
out from between us and placed my hand on his cock about a half way down
the length of his massive cock and as I couldn't close my fingers around
it, I was stroking his cock like it was a dog.

   Ron started to wriggle his body down the bed until his mouth was level
with my freshly grown nipples and also, because his body was lower, my hand
was higher up his cock and my palm was now right on top of his cockhead
which was now pressing down on top of my pussy mound so as I was stroking
it, I was also rubbing it over my almost totally bare pussy mound, painting
my mound with his leaking pre-cum.  Ron wriggled his hips again and he
slipped another inch lower down the bed and now the head of his cock
slipped down between my legs and now, as I rubbed the head of his cock with
my hand, I was painting his pre-cum up and down my pussy lips, letting the
head of his cock rub over my actual vaginal hole over and over again as I
rubbed his cock while he teased my nipples with his lips and teeth.

   I heard a scratching sound from the direction of the bedroom door and
realised that it was the sound of a key being inserted slowly into the lock
from the other side.  I gasped, held my breath again and stopped rubbing
Uncle Ron's cock.  Ron stopped biting my nipple and looked towards the
door, "Don't worry, my dad is the only one with a key to this bedroom
door!"

   "You mean my grandpa..." there was a definite element of panic in my
voice, I was naked on a massive double bed with my naked uncle and I was
holding the head of his cock against my pussy, "...you can't let my grandpa
catch us like this...you just can't...he'll tell my dad!"

   Uncle Ron laughed, "My dad would never tell your dad anything about what
we're doing...he just wants to play with you as well and he doesn't have
much time to wait for a turn of his own, your dad usually drags you kids
away from a party by eleven o'clock before the real fun starts!"

   I was still holding my breath as the door handle turned and the bedroom
door opened, my grandfather walked into the bedroom, he grinned at us and
said, "How's it going?"



   I couldn't speak, I was imitating the rabbit caught in a car's headlight
on the road at night so Uncle Ron said, "We're getting along fine pa!"

   Grandpa had opened the door wide when he walked through it so I was
totally exposed to anyone walking past the open bedroom door, as was my
Uncle Ron and absolutely anyone could walk past, there were six other guest
bedrooms beyond the open door into May blossom bedroom and beyond them
there was a toilet and anyone could be looking for a toilet to use,
especially as there was over two hundred people at the party.  It dawned on
me that I should calm down, Uncle Ron and my grandfather were totally
unconcerned about the slow pace of the door's closure, grandpa was even
undressing right in front of the slowly closing door, he was totally naked
before the door finally closed and grandpa locked the door, this time, he
left his key in the door and gave it a half turn, just in case there was
another copy of the key to that door out there in the wider family.

   I watched as grandpa walked towards the bed, his cock swung from side to
side as he walked across the room, it looked like my grandfather's cock was
at least an inch shorter than his son's cock and nowhere near as fat.  He
climbed on the bed to my right, he pushed my right shoulder up, turning my
upper body towards Ron, he even reached down to my right knee and he lifted
my leg and bent it so that my knee was over Ron's left hip.  And then my
grandfather rolled my bottom a little more and he bent down to look at my
bottom, he pulled my bum cheeks apart and he kissed my bottom hole, his
nose actually touching his son's cock as I was rubbing it, it's head now
pressing against my vaginal opening, just the tip in my hole stopping my
stroking moving his cock head up and down my pussy lips.  I realised that
grandpa wasn't just kissing my tightly puckered brown hole, he was leaving
a lot of spittle behind on my bottom.

   He moved his body again and now his face was at the side of mine, he let
me lower my back down onto the bed again and he said, "Do you think that
you can get him off with your hand Dawn darling?"

   I shook my head, "I don't think so grandpa, I've only done it once so
far, that took me an age and I could get all of his cock in my hand!"

   Grandpa said that he would help me and my uncle out, "All you have to do
darling, is hold your Uncle Ron's cockhead in place!"

   I was totally shocked when my grandfather reached over my right hip and
took a hold of his own son's cock and started to masturbate him while I
held Ron's cockhead against my vagina.  As Ron got close to his climax, his
muscles all started to clench and relax, causing his hips to buck slightly,
the head of his cock entered my hole just a fraction of an inch deeper and
then he backed away a fraction of an inch more and I had to struggle to
keep the head of his cock pressing against my hole and after about ten
rotations of that small movement, he suddenly exploded just as the head of
his cock reengaged with my pussy hole so that all of his spunk was injected
deep into my body rather than all over my belly like Gavin's spunk.

   I got another kiss from Ron and then he pulled my body so that I was
face down on the bed...grandpa spread my legs as wide apart as they could
go and then grandpa started to rub his finger into my pussy, pushing most
of Ron's spunk deeper and deeper inside my body, then he pulled his finger
back out and began to rub his son's spunk against my anal muscle, he
repeated the process a dozen times, collecting slippery spunk out of my
body and rubbing it in with his index finger and then he swapped fingers
and he pressed his little finger against my bum hole...in my peripheral
vision, I saw my grandfather nod to Uncle Ron and Ron used his fingers to
massage my pussy, catching my magic button and giving me an almost instant
orgasm.  As my own muscles started to spasm over and over again, it felt
like my bum hole was actually sucking my grandfather's little finger up
into my bum.

   Ron kept me orgasming for ten minutes until the rest of my grandfather's
knuckles pressed into my buttocks...meaning that the whole of his little
finger was up in my bum, I heard grandfather whisper, "Good girl, just keep
nice and relaxed and it won't hurt at all!" and with that, he quickly
switched fingers, replacing his little finger with his index finger but as
Ron was keeping me at an orgasmic peak, my body just kept swallowing at his
finger, sucking his index finger deeper and deeper up my bum.

   It took another ten minutes for grandpa to get all of his index finger
up my bum and then he pulled his finger all the way out and pressed the
head of his cock against my little brown eye and he masturbated himself
against my bottom, bringing himself off noisily against my muscle as Ron
kept me on a constant orgasmic rollercoaster ride, my bottom muscle trying
hard to suck the head of my grandfather's cock into my bum hole and failing
miserably to do so.

   There was no real external mess from two men shooting off against my
body, Ron's semen had all been spat up my cunt and my grandfather's
injected deeply up my bum hole and that muscle was so tight after my
orgasmic spasms subsided that nothing was going to leave that hole until I
was ready to let it out.



   Everything suddenly stopped, I was told that as it was so late my father
might be wondering where I'd got too, it had been almost ninety minutes
since I'd walked out of the buffet area where my father was serving
partygoers looking for my Uncle Ron.  I didn't bother putting my bra back
on, I didn't want my grandfather or uncle to see me putting my training bra
on back to front to fasten it up before twisting it around my upper body
before struggling to get my arms into my bra's shoulder straps so, with
just a dress to put on, I was ready to leave the bedroom in just seconds,
Ron and my Grandfather hadn't moved, they were still lounging on the bed
totally naked.

   I opened the bedroom door and stepped out into the passageway, my sister
Sarah was just climbing the stairs when she saw me, "Dawn, any idea where
Uncle Ron is?"

   I gestured over my shoulder towards the still closing bedroom door.  I
stopped and watched Sarah push the bedroom door open wider and she stepped
in, her dress was on the floor by her second pace, and, like me, she was
totally naked under her dress.  The door was still open a crack as I
watched Sarah mount Uncle Ron's body...girl on top, I watched as she guided
his cock into her pussy, she gasped as she impaled herself in Ron's massive
cock.

   I held the door back a little and watched as Grandpa started to
finger-fuck my sister up her bum as she fucked our uncle, I watched as
grandpa rapidly inserted his whole index finger up her bum and then he
swiftly added his middle finger as well, "I'm glad to see that you've been
exercising your arsehole Sarah, I might be able to get my cock up there
without giving you too much pain tonight."

   I let the door close fully and ran down the stairs.

   I walked into the buffet room, it looked empty, I saw my mother sitting
talking to Gustav, she was talking to him...he was flirting with her.  I
saw my father look over at me as I stood in the doorway, I saw him
smile...that meant that he had been concerned as to my whereabouts and now
that he could see me, he was happy, I walked over to the bar and he said,
"What can I get you madam?"

   "Can I have a vodka and orange please?"

   He stepped back a little, stunned, my request had shocked him a little
but he quickly recovered, "Are you over eighteen years old madam?"

   I thought back to Gustav asking me if I was fourteen years old and I'd
told him that I was only twelve, Ron had told me that if I'd said that I
felt like I was fourteen he would have asked if he could fuck me so I
replied, "I feel over eighteen years old!"

   My dad smiled and took a twenty ounce glass from under the bar...he
dropped three ice cubes in the glass and covered them with pure orange
juice, then he splashed about a half measure of vodka into the top of the
glass and swirled the cocktail around in the glass with a drinking straw.

   "There you go madam, enjoy!"

   I took my cocktail over to the table where my mother and Gustav were
sitting.  As Gustav was talking to my mother, he was continually touching
her, brushing stray hairs from her forehead, stroking the bare flesh of her
shoulder, playing with the shoestring shoulder strap that proved that my
mother wasn't wearing a bra under her dress...

   Mum was looking towards the bar, my dad kept serving people at his
little bar and between each customer, he looked in our direction.  Mum took
a swallow from her glass, she looked into Gustav's face, "Would you like a
dance Gustav?"

   He smiled at her and nodded his head.

   I sat and watched as mum and Gustav walked over to the darkroom, the
door had been open earlier, held open by a wooden wedge but now the door
was closed and when mum opened the door to let Gustav go in ahead of her I
could see that the light show had been turned off and the darkroom was
really dark.  I smelt my mum's drink, it didn't smell much of anything
really but I knew that if she ever did drink, it was usually something and
vodka, so I guessed that she'd had a very large vodka in her glass so I
just tipped what was left of her drink into my glass and swirled it around
with the straw.



   I walked through the buffet room sucking at my, now quite strong, vodka
and orange.

   I opened the darkroom door casting a shaft of light into the room...it
was like a search light and it picked my mother and Gustav perfectly as
they danced, just inside the dark room, I could see the fingers of mum's
left hand were wrapped around Gustav's bare cock and his left hand was
rubbing against her right breast, Gustav looked over at me, he grinned at
me and then turned my mother as part of his dance and as his left side came
back into view under the light from the open door, his hand slipped down
from her breast and pushed in between her legs, mum's feet sprang apart to
let him play around her cunt area.

   It was eleven thirty, most of the kids had gone home, I was surprised to
be awake, three hours after my usual bed time, I was even more surprised to
see that Peter was still awake, still sitting on Aunty Mary's table talking
to Rebecca...I was a little bored, I let the door close on my mother and
Gustav, just as she was beginning to run through a little orgasm on
Gustav's fingers!

   I was feeling a little flat, a little disappointed that neither my Uncle
Ron nor my grandfather had forced the issue and actually fucked me...or at
least tried, and now, I realised that I'd spent so much time in the May
blossom guest bedroom that I'd missed the chance at a few more boys of my
own age and now, most of the kids close to my own age had gone home.

   I heard a confusing gasp at my side and someone's hand grasped my wrist,
I looked down at my wrist, the buffet room had disappeared and I was
sitting next to David Clarke in Miss Parker's History class and the back of
my left hand was covered in David's seed.

   "Remember class, I want you to have read chapter seven before our next
class and I want a list of the four most significant people mentioned in
that chapter and why!"

   David had timed his orgasm to perfection, just as the forty minute
lesson was reaching its conclusion!  ***

   I gathered my books together, I hoped that the date of the long
parliament was the only thing that would be in our history exam next week
because if any other important points came up, I wouldn't know because the
history I was lost in was just two years of my own history, rather than
four hundred year old English history.

   I followed the snake of kids moving from History to their next lesson,
we were all heading for the language labs, I was taking Spanish this year
but probably not next, some of my classmates would be heading to the
'Klassenzimmer' to study German and a few to the 'Salle de cours' to study
French.  As I approached the 'Salón de clases', I heard groans from my
classmates ahead of me, Mr Benn was standing outside the Spanish lab with
the door key in his hand...that could only mean one thing, the horror that
was...Spanish examination day!

   Because I'd been mentally 'out of the room' for most of the History
class, I was a little slow out of the blocks and was right at the back of
the snake of kids approaching the classroom.  Mr Benn made his dreaded
announcement while waving the classroom door key above our heads like a
conductor guiding an orchestra as he explained the rules of the test we
were about to take.  The language labs were unlike any other classroom in
the school, each work station was an isolation booth, there was a computer
screen, headphones and keyboard, no student actually saw any other student
during the lesson.

   The starting pistol was fired and the door unlocked, there was a surge
of bodies and I was buffeted by the kids from 'Eight Beta' who joined our
class for languages but came from the gymnasium where they'd been doing PE
so it had taken them a little longer to get to the language wing of the
school, I dropped my satchel and spilled its contents all over the floor
and as I was picking up pens and pencils I was almost trampled to death by
the eight beta kids.  I realised that squatting down collecting my stuff
was giving Mr Benn a little bit of a show and he was making no secret of
the fact that he was looking at roughly knee level on me.

   I'd collected everything from the floor and walked to the classroom.  Mr
Benn had been holding the door open as my fellow students entered the room
but he let the door go as I approached him.

   "You were late for school this morning Miss Clarke...do you have a
letter from your parents?"



   I shook my head, "I wasn't late sir, I emailed Mrs Partridge at seven
thirty this morning to tell her that I was working on my humanities project
first thing!"

   Mr Benn took me by surprise when he asked me what I was doing for my
humanities project...teachers from one educational discipline seldom showed
any interest in what a student was doing in another subject.  I explained
about my project, I'd just picked up my clip board from the floor so I was
even able to show him what research I'd done so far, as he was reading
through my raw data he seemingly, almost absentmindedly, made a comment,
"Did I see you turning up at school in Tom Strickland -(TM)s car this
morning?"

   I nodded my head.

   "Did you know that Tom Strictland is a 'chulo'?"

   "I'm sorry sir, I don't know what a chulo is!"

   "You have a Spanish to English dictionary, look it up,
'C'...'H'...'U'...'L'...'O'!"

   I looked through the little window in the classroom door, all of the
students had plugged in and working at their Spanish exam at a furious
pace, listening to recorded words spoken in Spanish by Mr Benn at some time
in the past and they were translating those words into English.  I flicked
through the dictionary, found 'chulo, noun  -" a man who controls
prostitutes and arranges clients for them, taking a percentage of their
earnings in return.'

   Mr Benn watched me reading the definition, he was looking for a response
from me but I read the words dispassionately, Thomas had already told me
that he was looking to employ young girls like me to be part time sex
workers for him.

   "You don't seem to be surprised to find out that Tom Strictland is a
pimp Miss Clarke!"

   I shook my head, "He told me that he was opening a Gentleman's Private
Club and was looking for girls to work part time for him at the club..." I
remembered the little wad of business cards that Thomas had given me as I
got out of his car and fished one out of my pocket and handed one over to
Mr Benn, I guessed that Thomas hadn't given me the cards to hand over to
teachers at school, he'd hoped that I'd give them to a few of the girls at
school like Elle Green to get them interested in working for him, "...after
I'd interviewed him for my project, I was a little too late to walk to
school so he offered me a lift to school!"

   Mr Benn looked all around, the fourth period had been running for five
minutes now and all movement around the school had stopped, he cleared his
throat and said, "I couldn't help but notice that you aren't wearing any
knickers Dawn, did you have sex for money with Tom Strictland on your way
to school?"

   I gave him a wry smile before saying, "Mr Benn, my family have a rule
that a girl shouldn't have vaginal sex with a boy or man until her
fourteenth birthday...so no!  I didn't let Thomas Strictland fuck me for
money!"

   I saw Mr Ben bite the inside of his bottom lip for a moment, it looked
like he was doing calculus in his head, "So, if you didn't..." he looked
all around again as well as checking that all the students in the classroom
were still working on their Spanish test, "...let him fuck you, what did
you do?"

   I considered my answer, usually I'd tell a teacher to sod off if they
overstepped the bounds, I didn't need to please him, I'd only be in his
class for a few more weeks, after the end of this term, I'd drop Spanish
for good and concentrate on the subjects I'd need for my elective 'O' level
exams as well as the three mandatory ones, maths, English and one science
subject but I thought, 'What the hell!'



   "Thomas wanted to fuck me but I told him that I was still a virgin and
anyway, I only just had enough time to walk back to school before third
period started."

   Mr Benn listened and he nodded his head as if he was telling me that he
understood or was he using empathy...lots of men used empathy as part of
the mating dance with a woman that they were targeting for sex and just
looking at the way he was standing, his body upright as was his cock inside
of his trousers.

   "So what did you do to get a lift into school from Tom?"

   "Well...after I told him that I was still a virgin and didn't have any
time, he asked me if I'd ever sucked a cock before so I told the truth and
said that I did, he asked me to suck his cock for him but I reminded him
that I still didn't have time before I was due back at school, so he said
that he'd give me a lift to school if I sucked his cock for him so I did!"

   "Just a lift, was that all you got for sucking his cock for him?"

   "If I'd had a little more time, I would have sucked him just for the fun
of it, just to say to myself that I'd got another man off with my mouth but
as we were driving to school, he insisted on giving me a five pound note
for getting him off so quickly and skilfully!"

   Mr Ben's face opened into a wide grin, "So he made you into a prostitute
for him then!"

   I thought about it for a moment, "I guess on one level you could say
that, but I did it without any thought of gain and he paid me the five
pounds for doing such a good job and isn't a labourer worthy of payment for
her services?"

   He nodded his head again and had another moment of calculation,
"So...what will it cost me to get a blow-job off of you?"

   I gave him a smile now, "How about an 'A*' grade for the whole year's
marks?"

   I knew that would be a price too high for an educationalist to pay but I
was wrong!  He gestured with his head into the classroom.  I followed him
through the classroom door, as usually happened in our Spanish exams, the
workstations had all been named so that the right student sat at the right
workstation so that there could be no mistakes over the marks.  I didn't
spot my name at first, there were seven empty workstations at the back of
the lab, I eventually spotted my name on the workstation closest to the
equipment room where all of the computers were networked through to.

   It wasn't unusual for Mr Benn to go into the equipment room when
students were actually trying to speak Spanish so that he could listen into
their microphone output.  I put my satchel at the side of my seat and Mr
Benn grabbed my arm and he pulled me into the equipment room.

   "I want to make a deal with you Dawn, suck my cock for me today and I'll
give you an 'A*' for the whole year and next year, if you take Spanish as
one of your electives, I'll ensure that you get an 'A*' 'O' level as well
for just a fuck a month over the next two years!"

   I didn't even have to think about it, an 'A*' in a subject that I didn't
plan to continue with after this term didn't mean shit to me, sucking yet
another man's cock meant even less, Mr Benn would become something like the
thirtieth adult male that I'd given oral sex too but...and it was a big
but, for just twenty-four fucks, I could get a guaranteed 'O' level
qualification at 'A*' which would help me greatly with my future
educational plans!



   I sat on the chair by the computer terminal in the equipment room and
turned it to face him, I opened his trousers and pulled his cock out...of
the twenty-nine men I'd already sucked off in the last twenty-three months,
Mr Benn's cock was the smallest of all of them, it would be a much harder
job to get him off because of his small size, I couldn't do my 'Go too'
move of massaging his cockhead inside my throat which got men off in just
seconds, this was all going to have to be done with my hand to mouth
coordination!

   It actually took me most of what was left of the fourth period to
actually get Mr Benn off and while I was sucking his cock, he was
monitoring the computer screen behind me to see the progress of my fellow
students to make sure that no one was close to finishing their exam.

   I was actually sitting at my workstation when the bell sounded for the
end of the lesson and to announce that our lunch break had started.

   I watched my fellow students deflate as their computer screen blanked
out to prevent them adding any finishing touches to the last question that
they were trying to answer.  I was the only one that didn't have a
complaint about some point of the test which all agreed was the hardest
test they'd ever taken, not just the hardest Spanish test, the hardest test
in any subject so far.

   After a very full morning, my afternoon was a bit of a letdown, we had
an eighty minute long mathematics exam straight after lunch followed by our
forty minute English comprehension exam, tomorrow would see another English
exam lasting for eighty minutes...but that was for another day.

   For the last two years, our wider family had been pushing my younger
brother Peter towards Rebecca and now, just a few days before his twelfth
birthday, I was surprised to see that Peter was walking out of the lower
school talking to Rebecca, rather than kicking his football down the road
with his best friend David.  Peter and Rebecca had been in the same class
for four years so far and this was the first time that he'd ever walked out
of school talking to her and the first time that he'd ever walked home with
me and Sarah, well, not all the way home, when we got to the footpath
leading to the dairy, Peter let go of Rebecca's hand and left me, Sarah and
Rebecca to walk up to the dairy together while he went home.

   Sarah beat me to the question, "Hey Becca, what's with you and Peter all
of a sudden?"

   Rebecca giggled, "Peter's finally discovered that I'm more fun than
football...I think I gave him his first ever wet climax in class today."

   Before we could get any further into the conversation on our journey to
the dairy house where our Cousin Rebecca lived with the rest of our family,
we were joined by two of Rebecca's half brothers, the boys that Sarah
uncharitably called two of Uncle Paul's bastards, James Cooper and Alan
Whitehead.

   Sarah was going to the dairy to have sex with Rebecca's father, Uncle
Paul, I was going to have a little fun with Rebecca's brothers, my Cousins
Paul and Ron.

   Sarah went off to the bedroom with Uncle Paul and Cousin Paul to give
them a little father and sun fun, I went into another bedroom with James,
Alan and Cousin Ron, one of the great many Cousin Rons that I was related
to, my family were bloody confusing to anyone looking in to our family from
the outside, it seemed like we only had Pauls and Rons, Paul named after my
Great-grandfather Paul Clarke and the Rons after my grandfather Ron Clarke.

   James and Alan always put a lot of pressure on me to let them fuck me,
my cousins never did, they were just happy to play with me with their
fingers and mouths and I reciprocated on them with my mouth and hands as
well and that was all James and Alan got from me, as they pestered me for
the millionths time to get full sex that day, I pointed to Uncle Paul's
bedroom and said, "Go and fuck Sarah, she's happy for anyone to fuck her,
the more the merrier!"

   I sucked all three boys and they finger fucked me, the playtime ended as
it usually did with one of the boys fingering me up my bum, trying to
stretch my anal muscle enough so that on my birthday party in a few days
time, I'd be able to take cocks up my bum as well as in my pussy!



   As soon as we walked into the kitchen I knew that something was
wrong...Mum had been loosening up over the past two years, she'd started
going through the change of life and the doctors seemed to have been
experimenting on her with different kinds of HRT treatments, each one
seemed to make her a little more liberal than the last but some of the
drugs also made her fly off the handle at the slightest provocation.

   Sarah spotted the latest 'New regime' on the kitchen table, we'd become
some kinds of experts over the past two years on the various compounds that
doctors had been prescribing our mother and Sarah pointed out to me that
the current patch that our mother was wearing at that moment was the
absolute strongest combination of mood altering HRT drugs available.

   Sarah asked mum where our father was, only to be told that he had taken
Grandma June to Dorset because of a problem with one of her rental
properties, Sarah pulled me to one side and whispered, "I'm going to see
Grandpa Ron straight after dinner, I think that tonight could be the night
that one of our uncles could get to fuck her at long last!"

   I was told to hang around the house while Sarah was out, stop mum going
out on a cock-hunt and just to keep an eye on her because she was way off
the stability scale.

   The evening didn't go to plan though, we got a call from Amy Appleton's
mum, Amy had done a bunk, she'd taken up with a married man and was
planning on running away with him to London, in her mind, the guy was going
to divorce his wife and marry her but I knew David Kent better, he was a
drug addict and sex maniac, he'd never leave his wife, she had all the
money, the money that he needed to feed his drug habit.

   I'd planned on keeping an eye on mum all evening but ended up having to
run out to check on Amy and Dave, something had gone wrong...or, just
maybe, Amy had talked Dave into taking her to London, there were ways that
a thirteen year old girl could earn enough money in London to keep a roof
over her head and feed her boyfriend's drug and alcohol habit after all.

   Sarah met me at our back door, she'd arranged a night of fucking for our
mother with all of our uncles as well as our grandfather, mum had been
heading towards this moment for eighteen years but especially since my
twelfth birthday party when she allowed Gustav to finger fuck her in the
darkroom at my birthday disco.

   Even though Sarah had been fucked by Uncle Paul after School as well as
Cousin Paul and after dinner, grandpa had fucked her twice in his swimming
pool, watching Uncle Ron seducing our mother in the living room got Sarah's
motor running all over again and she took Peter to bed...not to fuck him,
it would just be oral sex and mutual masturbation...unless he asked her for
full sex but he wouldn't, he hadn't even had a wet climax before today!

   I hadn't given Elle Green Thomas' business card but somehow, she found
out about his club and started to dodge school to go to work in Voluptatem
as a hostess, she rang Sarah on the afternoon after mum's night of passion
with five members of our close family.  I'd wanked all of them, sucked all
of their cocks, so I knew their pecking order and I also knew that mum had
taken them on in the reverse order, from Uncle Ron with the biggest cock,
to Grandpa Ron who has the second biggest to Paul and finally Simon who has
the smallest cock...well, apart from my own father, rumour had it that my
dad had the smallest cock of all of our family and now, just a few hours
after her fuck-fest, Elle was ringing Sarah to tell her that our mother was
at the club, fucking Ben Strictland, Thomas' brother and part owner of
Voluptatem.

   It would be my fourteenth birthday tomorrow and I phoned my grandfather
to ask him if he could arrange a family conclave for me for tomorrow, I
didn't want to wait until my party to lose my virginity and I would like to
start the ball rolling with Simon first and go through my family in the
reverse order to what mother did them last night and this morning!