I was walking towards where I could see three men near the small sheds at the opposite end of the yard. From this distance I couldn’t tell how old they were, but two were sitting on the floor, leaning back against the sheds, and one was spread-out on his back on the ground. They all had their shirts off, and as I got nearer, I realized they were all asleep. I could now make out they were all old men, maybe about forty-five to fifty-ish. As I neared them I had a wicked thought, I purposely made my footsteps as quiet as possible, not that it mattered much, the sheds behind them were obviously pig sties. This I could tell by the smell and the noise coming from them. So if they could sleep through that noise, my footsteps weren’t going to wake them. I had this wild idea in my head, I don’t know why, but I’d dared myself to get close enough to the man lying on the floor, and then I was going to stand astride his head, and lower myself down. I knew from the feeling at the top of my legs, that I'd either still got my own cum oozing out, or it was Steve and Adrian's cum. Either way, I wanted to see if I dare get close enough to feel his hot breath on my cunt, and maybe even rub some of these juices onto his nose. As I nervously neared where he lay.

“Yap! Bark! Yap! Bark!”
A little terrier dog I hadn’t noticed suddenly burst into life, and stood they yapping for all he was worth. As the men all began to awake, I jumped back. So as they got to their feet I must have been silhouetted by the strong sun behind me; meaning they wouldn’t have known who I was. But by their initial shocked reaction, I suspect that they thought that either Uncle Harry or Aunty Bette had caught them sleeping on the job. These men were obviously farm workers, or should I say farm hands, cos they weren’t doing any work.

As they realised I wasn’t either of their bosses, their mood changed, and one of them asked,
“So who might you be?”
“I’m Leslie.”
“That’s right; the boss did say his young nephew was bringing a young lass with him.”
“Don’t be daft. His nephew is only a scrawny little school kid. She’s a grown lass, and a well made one at that.”
“My Gerry is not a scrawny little kid; he’s quite big and strong for a fourteen year old.”
“Maybe lass. But at fourteen, he’s still a kid, and fourteen year olds are still scrawny. What’s a grown lass like you hanging around a kid his age anyway?”
“I’m only a year older than him.”
“Don’t make me laugh. You’re not fifteen, not with a body like that.”

I really liked this comment, for them to think I was older than I actually was, really boosted my self esteem.
“Well no, I’m actually sixteen.”
“But it’s just that you’re no good at sums?”
“Sums?”
“Well when I went to school, sixteen take away fourteen would have made you two years older than him.”
“Yes I see what you mean. But that’s just because it’s.”
I almost said 'it's my birthday today', and then realising, I stopped myself.
“Its only been a week since it was my birthday. And as Gerry will be fifteen in two weeks time, you see I am really only just over a year older than him.”

“That’s a pity.”
“What?”
“Us missing your sixteenth birthday. We’d have given you a present.”
“Thank you, but I’ll get, I mean, I got plenty of presents last week.”
“Was that pretty dress one of them?”
“No, Aunty Bette lent me this; it used to belong to her daughter Audrey.”
One of the other two men spoke.
“I reckon I remember it, but she never filled it out like you do. Go on; tell us your vitals.”
I gave him a quizzical look.
“Vitals?”
“You know, measurements, vital statistics.”
I blushed.
Then the first man said.
"Leave off, you’re embarrassing the lass.”
“Embarrassing her, if she’s sixteen, she’s old enough to know what’s what. And with a figure like hers, she should be boasting about it. Come on lass, don’t be shy.”

I coyly replied.
“37 23 36.”
“I knew it. And I bet they’re ‘C’ cup?”
I blushed bright red, and just nodded.
“Well fuck me, who’d have believed little Gerry would catch a beauty like her.”
The first man snapped.
“Language Jack.”
“I don’t suppose it’s a word she hasn’t heard before.”
“All the same. But excluding his foul mouth, I have to agree with him, you sure look something special in that dress. Tell you what lass; would you like a look around the new born animal sheds?”
Jack quipped.
“Jim, I know she’s got childbearing titties, but you’ll not get her to suckle the baby calves.”
“Ignore him, he’s harmless really. Now how’s about it?”

“I'd love to see them.”
“That’s just what I was thinking,” said Jack with a wicked grin.
It took a few seconds for me to process his remark, then as I saw the direction his eyes were fixed on, I realised he was referring to my breasts. I again coloured-up bright red.
“See; I told you she knows what’s what.”
“Take no notice of him. Right, before we show you around, have you got the time on you?”
“No I haven’t got a watch.”
“How are you with heights?”
“Heights, what do you mean?”
“Well there’s a big old clock built into the side wall of the farm house.”
“Yes, I’ve noticed it. But you can’t see the farm house from here.”
“You would be able to if you were tall enough, the farm house is over the back of these pig sties.”

“What you want me to try to climb up the sty wall to see over the roof?”
“No need to climb. See the forks on the front of that tractor?”
He pointed to a tractor just a few feet away, it had two big metal spikes sticking out of the front, connected to a big long arm from the back. It’s the kind of thing they use to stick into big straw bales, and lift them up.
“Yes.”
“If you stand on them, and hold on the frame at the back I could lift you up in the air. Then you’d see the clock.”

I walked to the front of the tractor, and looked at the big spikes. It was obvious they wanted me up in the air to get a look under my dress, but I was in a very impious frame of mind, and teasing them, was somehow irresistible. So instead of just saying, ‘no thanks’, I put a foot on one of the big spikes and pushed hard. They were very substantial, positioned about four inches apart.
“They feel safe,” I said.
“Are you joking, they’ll lift a couple of ton. They wouldn’t even know you were standing on them.”
I reached to the frame behind the spikes, and put both hands on it. It was a round metal rail at about shoulder height and only about as thick as the handlebars on my bike, so I would easily get a good grip.
“Is it ok me standing on here while you lift it?”
“Course it is, young Gerry used to love being lifted up on there.”
“You won’t go too high?”
“Just high enough for you to see the clock over the sty roof.”
I said to myself. 'Yes. And my bottom'.

“Ok then, I guess it’ll be like a fairground ride.”
I put both feet together on one of the spikes, and reached to my side to hold the metal rail.
“Not like that girl. Put a foot on each tine, so you’re facing the tractor, that way you’ll hold on better.”
I did as he’d said, after all the spikes were only four inches apart, which would still allow me to hold my legs tightly together. So their view would fit my naughty mood, showing my lack of knickers, and naked legs; but concealing my crotch. He jumped into the tractor, and the frame shook as the engine burst into life. Jack who was stood by the side of the tractor said.
“Hang on tight; it gives a sudden jerk when he engages it.”
“Kerrlunk! Bang!”
He was right; it almost shook my feet from the spikes.
“Are you ok?”
“I think so, are you sure it’s safe?”
“Yes perfectly, don’t worry, I promise it’ll be gentle from now-on. Just say when you’re ready.”
“Ok. He can start going up, but go slowly.”

The engine revved up, and slowly I started to rise, it was like he said; a very gentle lift. As I rose, Jack made a jovial remark, paraphrasing a comedian off the radio who used to pretend to be a lift operator in a clothing store saying things like,
“Going up, suspenders, ladies knickers.”
I found this remark amusing at first, until I realised the metal spikes I stood on were very slowly moving in opposite directions.
“Hey what’s happening?”
“Keep your knickers on lass, there's nothing to fret about. It’s just the bale stretcher, it opens automatically. It’ll stop in a minute.”

I stood there gripping the back rail, as my legs relentlessly spread wider apart, knowing my silly teasing had now back-fired on me. I looked down and as I asked,
“How far apart do they go?”
I saw Jack step across and stand directly underneath me. His eyes almost popped out of his head as he exclaimed.
“I Take that back lads, come and look at this, she can’t keep her knickers on, cos some bugger has already had ‘em away.”
By now my feet were now about up to their shoulder height, and I could see over the sty roof. But they were also spread about two feet apart, so I think it’s safe to say the men were more engrossed in their view than I was in mine. I shouted to them to stop.
“Hey pack it up; get me down now and bring these spikes back together.”
The tractor engine shut-down and the frame gave a shudder.
I looked down; Jack and the man who hadn’t yet spoken were stood under the forks, looking up at me. Jim, the man who’d been operating the tractor was rapidly making his way to join them.

Jack exclaimed.
“Look at her fanny glistening, she's dripping wet.”
Then the other man chipped in.
“She definitely knows what’s what, she’s been fucked less than half hour ago, and not just by one man.”
“Please let me down, looking up my dress isn’t nice, you’re embarrassing me”
All three men began reaching up my legs, and stroking them, not quite reaching my cunt, but as they each brought their hand down and examined their fingers, it was obvious they'd reached the juices that were running down my inner thigh. I tried to get my legs together by bringing my left leg across to the same spike as my right one, but the stretch was too far, and at this height, I was too scared to move.
“Stop it please. Let me down now.”

Jim spoke.
“Well my girl, you do know what’s what, and you know what fits where. Are you gonna tell us who’s had the pleasure?”
I couldn’t admit to him I’d been with the farmers sons, so I knew I had to start telling lies.
“I let my Gerry do it to me before he had to go and work in the fields.”
Jack took over the questioning.
“And that little squirt Gerry is the only fuck you’ve had?”
“Yes.”
“Well I see him in a different light. If he can batter up your cunt that good at his age, his gonna be some stallion when he’s fully grown.”
Turning to the other two, Jim asked.
“Do we believe her?”
Jack replied first.
“If she's only had one fucking, then the amount of spunk up that twat of hers, she must have mated with old Hercules.”
They all gave a laugh at his reference to Hercules. But it wasn’t until a couple of days later I found out that he’d been referring to their stallion! And at that point I realised the relevance of his comment.

The third man said.
“That’s fresh spunk, and a fanny that’s still throbbing, so as I said before; she been fucking less than half hour ago. But when I went to find Steve over an hour ago, he’d disappeared. Then while I was looking around the workshop, I saw young Gerry running past, heading down towards the hazel copse. But less than ten minutes later, Adrian came running back in the opposite direction. So I think we know who she’s been playing around with.”
Jim spoke.
“Well lass, is Ken right.”
It was pointless denying it with Ken being so positive about when and what he’d seen. But the last thing I wanted to do was to let the cat out of the bag about my birthday. I again blushed as I admitted to them.
“He’s right.”
“So even though you’re supposed to be young Gerry’s girl, you’ve been fucking around with Steve and Adrian.”
“It wasn’t like that, first of all Adrian caught Gerry and me in the barn, and he threatened he tell aunty if I didn’t let him do it as well. Then Steve threatened to hurt Gerry, so I let him do me, to save Gerry getting a beating.”
“That puts a different light on things; it looks like you’ve been wronged by them lads. Come on, we’ll let you down and stop mucking you about. Ok lads take your hands off her legs; I’ll get the bale spreader closed up.”
I gave a sigh of relief, thinking I'd got myself out of a fucking.

With that he climbed back into the tractor, and started the engine. Then he leaned out of his cab and called to Jack and Ken.
“Just slip your hands up and hold her legs while I engage the hydraulics, we don’t want her falling from that height.”
They didn’t need telling twice, and knowing the way the tractor had jerked violently last time, I didn’t protest. So there I was facing away from both men as they slipped a hand apiece up into my crotch, and used their other hand to secure my foot to the spikes. Jack called back.
“Ok Jim, we’ve got her.”
Again the tractor went,
“Kerrlunk! Bang!”
But with there hands holding me I was perfectly safe.
Jim called again.
“Mind yourselves lads, I’m closing the forks.”
Ken removed both his hands, and stood back to one side, but Jack after removing his hands, just ducked his head under the spike, leaving him stood to one side of me, and then he immediately slipped one of his hands back up and held me around my cunt.

The spikes slowly began to get closer together, and I looked down to where Jack was stood and said.
“I’m ok now; you can take your hand out.”
“Better to be safe love, I’ll just wait till your closer to the ground.”
“Please, don’t.”
But I could tell my pleas were falling on deaf ears, so I just stood there with him working his fingers into my slit. I guess it was only a minute before the spikes were back to their original position, and hence my crotch was covered by my tightly closed thighs, but he still had his hand firmly trapped under my cunt. (Funny thing that, I guess it proves that God is a man. If a woman had designed her own body, she have made it so when she closed her legs to keep out unwanted advances, it would have been closed off from back and front. But no, when we close our legs, from the back there is still an access tunnel leading directly to the goodies the men want to get at).

So it was, his hand still in place, that the forks began to slowly lower down towards the ground. Then all our attention was suddenly distracted by shouting coming from the opposite end of the yard.
“Hey! What are you doing to her?”
It was Gerry, running towards us at full speed. The tractor stopped, leaving me still a good three feet in the air. Jim climbed down from his cab, and the three men stood there waiting for Gerry to reach where they stood. Jack had still got his hand up under my cunt, and showed no sign of removing it even though Gerry would soon be near enough to see what he was doing. I tried one more time, speaking with as forceful a tone as possible, but not loud enough for Gerry to hear.
“Jack, take your hand out."
Then pleaded in a gentler tone,
"Please before Gerry notices.”
“No can do, your legs are wedged too tightly together.”
I put all my weight on one leg, and lifted the other leg off the spike, and as I spread it wide I said.
“Now quick.”
He was quick alright; he slipped two fingers up into my hole, and then said.
“Get your leg down, or Gerry will think you’re letting me feel your fanny.”
I dropped my leg, and squeezed my thighs tightly together hoping in vein that Gerry might not notice. But as this hand was up from behind me, and my back was facing towards the direction Gerry was approaching from, I was sure he could already see.

“Hey Jack! What are you doing to my Leslie? Get your hand out.”
Instead of making excuses or apologising, Jack gave a reply that was almost a rebuke.
“Steady on there lad, while you’ve been larking around in the fields, your poor little girl has had a bit of an ordeal. Haven’t you my love.”
I didn’t speak, but Jim continued.
“Its alright Gerry lad, we’ve just found out about what Adrian and Steve have been up to, and we were just about to check her out.”
“What do you mean, what is she doing up on the tractor, and why has he got his hand on her fanny?”
“Calm down lad. She’s up there because we were gonna show her the new born calves, and she was just looking to see the time, you know, you’ve done it plenty of times. And Jack is just holding her till we get her safely to the ground, she’s not a brave lad like you, she’s a girl, and she got a little frightened on the way down. But I’m a thinking you should be more worried about the state she’s in, you do know what Harry’s sons have done to her?”
Gerry's face changed, and as he looked at me, I could tell he was now more worried than angry.
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“Are you ok, did they hurt you?”
I didn’t get chance to answer, Jim said.
“Come on now; what do you think? They're both grown men. They've both got cocks the size of a horse, and your little girl, only just sixteen last week.”
Gerry replied with.
“She’s not even that old, it’s her sixteenth birthday today.”
I froze as I heard his reply; while all three men stood there exchanging knowing looks with each other. Then Jim spoke.
“Today is it? Well I wish we’d known. Does your aunty Bette know she’s out today?”
“Oh yes, she sorted out that pretty dress for Leslie to wear.”
“Lift her down Jack, and you and Ken hold her legs open while I take a look.”
Horror struck me, but before I could make any protest, I was being lifted across and laid on the ground. Gerry asked agitatedly.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m gonna take a look and see if she needs medical attention, you know I’m St John trained.” (A First Aid Group)

They held my legs open, and as they did, Jack let his fingers slip out of my hole. Then as they all gathered around in between my open legs, Jim, who was kneeling, used his fingers to gently spread the lips of my cunt open. Jack had released my legs, and was busy scrawling something on a scrap of paper.
“Is it bad?”
Asked Gerry in a worried tone of voice. Jack replied.
“Tell you what Gerry lad, while he gets her cleaned down, you take this note to your pal Graham, I saw him this morning, heading for the pond in the south field with some other lads.”
“What’s the note for?”
“Graham’s mom is a nurse; she’ll come and sort Leslie out properly for you.”
He handed the paper to Gerry, who then turned and looked towards Jim and asked.
“Will she be aright until I get back?”
Jim was still probing his finger up inside my cunt.

“Course she will, we’ll make sure she gets plenty of what she needs.”
Jack then added.
“But you make sure you find Graham, and tell him to read the note.”
Gerry was about to unfold the paper, I guess to read it.
“What does it say?”
“Hey! That note is for Graham’s eyes only.”
“Why?”
“Never you mind why. Give me your word, you’ll not open it.”
“Well ok, but I don’t understand why.”
“You don’t need to; just give me your word.”
“Yes, I promise.”
“Ok, you just run as fast as you can.”

And with that he was on his way running down the yard, once he was out of site, Jim said.
“Graham’s mom isn’t a nurse, what did you write on that note.”
Jack replied.
“I just told him Gerry’s girlfriend was here on the farm, and it was her sixteenth.”
“Why him?”
“No reason, it wouldn’t matter which lad I’d picked. But I guess being as he knows Gerry he’ll send him off on a wild goose chase to lose him for an hour or two, and then I’d expect they’ll call in at the pub on the way up here. The message will be all over the county in no time.”
“Right my girl, looks like we’d better get a move on, otherwise they’ll be queuing at the door. Come on lads; let’s get her into the shed.”
As they all began to help me to my feet, I asked.
“What are you going to do?”
“Don’t come the innocent now my girl; you’re out here on your sixteenth, dress that short we can see your bum, no knickers; and just to prove you know what's about to happen, you’ve got spunk running out of your cunt from your last fucking.”

I was now stood up on my feet, and they began to walk me towards an open door in one of the sheds that bordered the side of the yard. Jack was holding one arm, Ken holding the other and though I wasn’t exactly struggling, I’m sure if I had tried, they would have made sure I kept walking. Jim was following directly behind us, and he asked.
“Did Bette dose you up with some potion before she let you out of the house this morning?”
Knowing the potion I’d drunk was to prevent me from getting pregnant, and knowing he obviously knew this, I blushed bright red, as I shyly replied.
“Yes.”
“I guessed as much, that’s why her two lads weren’t too worried about filling your fanny with spunk.”
At this point I knew there would be no reprieve, and I decided to accept the fucking that was coming, and try to get out before the local village lads arrived to get their share.

As soon as they’d escorted me through the door, Jim closed it behind us. And at that point Jack, who was still at my side holding one arm, slipped his other hand back in between my legs. Ken started undoing the ribbons on one side, and within seconds Jim who appeared to be in charge, was tackling the ribbons on the other side. Jack had eased my legs apart, and was fingering my cunt again. Once my dress was lifted free, my cammy soon followed, and I was naked.
“Clear that bench and get some of those old sheets across here.”
Ken did as Jim had asked him, and between Ken and Jack I was lifted across and laid along a big solid wooden table. Jim was kneeling on the table in no time, with his cock pointing to my face. I brought my hands around, took hold of it, and proceeded to run my hands up and down its length. It was only limp at first, but like my cunt it soon got excited. Jack was poking me deep with his fingers, and I thrust myself towards him to enhance his every probe. Ken was leaned over the side of the table, tweaking one nipple while he sucked and nibbled on the other. This feeling was electric, and not confined to any one part of me, but going on all over my body.

I remembered thinking just yesterday while Gerry had been going from nipple to nipple; I wondered what it would be like to have all areas worked on at once. Now I knew, it was fantastic, I loved it!

Jack stopped fingering me, and my first thoughts were, ‘Yes he’s gonna fuck me now.’ Both the other two kept on with their own particular area, and I waited for him to get his pants off, and mount me. Then I felt something soft pushing at my cunt. I knew it was Jack’s cock, and I heaved up to meet it. My cunt opened, and he was pushing himself deep inside me. This was a wonderful fuck, not the biggest cock, but the combined effect of having all these other hands, mouths and even a mans cock in my mouth, all at the same time. I heaved hard to make the most of his length, and soon he was coming inside me, not a hint of pulling out to shoot his cum.

As Ken saw what was obviously Jack's cum strokes, he moved down from my tits to the other end of the table, to be ready to climb on as Jack dismounted.
“Hang on there Ken me lad. Who said you were next?”
“But Jim, I'm about ready to blow.”
“Well I’m gonna be the next one to fuck that little twat. You just come here a minute.”

I glanced up, as I was curious to see how this was going to be resolved. Personally I didn’t care who fucked me next, I just wanted them to get on with it. Jim stood away from the table, and as Ken approached him he whispered something in his ear. Ken looked at me, and a big grin appeared on his face. What he’d got to grin about, I had no idea, because it was now Jim who was climbing up in between my legs.

As he got on the table.
“Come-on Leslie. Be a little sweetie and get yourself on top, you’re younger than me.”
This I didn’t mind, as I’d said last time, you can control the fuck better this way. He lay down, and I lowered myself onto his stiff cock, forcing him in deep to his full length.
“Oh yes that’s good. Just go very slowly for me; I want to feel it making its way into you.”
I did as he’d asked, and by now Jack had slipped his still dripping cock at my mouth, and I began to suck the cum from it. As I concentrated on my cock sucking, and slowly riding this cock, I felt Ken starting to finger my cunt at the same time. Funny I thought, but I suppose its not much consolation when he actually wanted to fuck me next.

But then his fingering moved from my cunt to my bottom! I wasn't too sure about this, I pulled back and was about to turn to stop him. Jim's arms clamped firmly around me.
“Where do you think you’re going little girl?”
“My bottom, stop him. He’s fingering my bottom.”
”Just be still, let him get it all wet. It’ll be easier once you’re wet.”
“No please no.”
He held me tight, and Ken’s finger was going from my cunt to my bottom, and now not just rubbing around the outside, but his finger end was opening my hole. It wasn’t that it hurt, it just felt dirty.

“God no. Please don’t do that to me.”
“His wet finger went in to its full length, and I could feel the knuckle joint going in as my hole opened and gripped around it.”
“Ok she’s wet enough.”
Ken said as he pulled his finger out. Then Jim dropped his cock out.
“Hey! It’s dropped out.”
“Don’t fret little girl, you’ll soon be getting plenty more.”
Said Jim.

Now a cock was once again pushing at my cunt, so I pushed back to take it. He shafted me a few lengths, and it felt different, I knew this wasn't Jim's, so I guessed they must be going to take turns, and now it was Ken's go.
“That’ll do, it should be wet enough by now.”
Jim said. Then as he gripped me tightly again.
“Ok I’ve got her.”
Ken pulled out of my cunt, and then I felt it, his cock was pushing at my bottom.

“God no! Please no!”
But this was in vain, not much force was needed, and once my hole opened, he kept pushing until it was right in. He left it still, at its full length, and then Jim was pushing up at my cunt.
“No you can’t do that as well. Please take it out of my bottom.”
But I was wasting my breath, I was going to get a double fucking, and that was it. They started slowly, easing themselves all the way in and only pulling half out. Soon I was relaxing, and my cunt was getting excited again. As I relaxed, their thrusting got quicker, and although the sensation wasn’t in my bottom, the sensation in my cunt was definitely more intense. I could feel my body pushing back to meet them both, as if I was wanting them deeper inside me.

“I knew you’d like this once we broke you in. You’re a horny little bitch.”
This fucking had just got into its stride, and I was actually enjoying it now, and not feeling too shy to let them know.
“Arrg yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Fucking yes.”
I felt the warm cum as it was injected into my bottom. Ken pulled out, but Jim was still under me, and pumping up for all he was worth. Jack climbed down from my head end of the table, and as I suspected, he was soon pushing himself up my bottom. But as I say by now I’d actually not just accepted it, but I was sure it was enhancing the feelings in my cunt.

I can’t remember exactly who did what and how many times, as they rotated around from mouth to cunt to bottom. I think they all shot at least three loads of cum inside me, some in my cunt, and some in my bottom. When they’d all had enough, they sat on some old potato sacks against the wall. I was still laid on the table on my back, open legged, and cum running from my sloppy cunt.
“Well lads she’s definitely making the most of her birthday.”
“I’ll tell you what, even if all the village lads catch her, I’ll bet she ends up draining the fucking lot dry.”
“Do you think any of them know she’s out yet?”
“Well if the lads haven’t past the message on, then when I get down the pub, I'll do the honours."
He lifted up his wrist, and looked at his watch.
"Speaking of which, they’ll be open buy now, that little spunk bucket has made me miss opening time.”
“She was worth it, wasn’t she?”
“Too fucking right she was, and if I'm with the gang that catch her tonight, I’ll have another go at her.”

I climbed down from the table, and looked around for something to clean myself down with. Ken passed me a cloth, it wasn't what you’d call clean, but as I had nothing better, I began to use it to clean myself down. Then I started to dress, and when Jim could see I was struggling to do up the ribbons on the side of my dress he turned towards Ken and said.
“Come on, we took it off, I guess it’s only fair we help her to tie it back up again.”
Jack had by now straightened himself up, and as he disappeared through the door he said.
“Right I’m off for a pint. I don’t know why she’s bothering to put that back on, it’s my guess it’ll be back off before the hours out, and that fanny of hers will be flapping away like a good’n.”
Why do men always make such crude remarks once they've had what they want from you? I didn’t bother to make a comment. But surprisingly, Jim did.
“Be off with you; you foul mouthed bugger.”
Then turning to me.
“Take no notice my love; you did well for a young’un. Ok I think they’re all fastened. Now unless you want to meet the local lads, I’d suggest you get a move on."

Now I was in a dilemma, not that I minded being fucked, on the contrary, I'd found out, I really enjoyed it. But the thought of hordes of men and boys hunting, with me as the quarry, was more than a little frightening. First thoughts were to go back to the hiding above the bull pen, nobody would find that place. But I had no idea how many people already knew about it, at least two of the sons did, so I’d guessed most of there pals would as well. Then I thought above the stable, but that was also an obvious place. Then as I came out of the alleyway from the courtyard, and turned to make my way around the outside of the farm buildings, I spotted a likely place. Plum in the middle of the field that led down to the copse where I assumed Adrian would now be, there was a massive tall haystack. This I thought might be suitable, not that I was a needle, but I hoped they would still have a job to find me there.

I sneaked past the workshop doors, and I could see Steve was still busy working on the big muck-spreader. Once clear of these I run as fast as my legs would carry me, across the field. When I got to the haystack, it was as tall as the farm buildings, but no staircase or ladder to climb up. One thing in my favour was the twine the bales of straw are bound with. I knew once I’d started climbing up I dare not look down, and I totally turned a blind eye to the problem of how I’d ever get off here. Hanging on the twine, and wedging the toes of my shoes into the bale layers, I slowly made my way higher. I kept looking above myself, and the top never seemed to get any closer. My hands were stinging, but there was no time or place to take a rest. As my strength was draining each stride to the next layer got more difficult. I had started to wonder if all this effort was worth while, and I felt that I’d hear someone behind me before I reached the top. I was thinking, ‘you stupid girl, why didn’t you go around to the other side to climb. There would be less chance of anyone from the farm seeing you while you’re climbing.’ Next second, as I heaved myself up one more layer, the rays of sun came blinding into my eyes. With a sudden burst of energy, I scrambled onto the top of this massive tower. It was at least forty foot square.

My first thought was to make a well in the centre of this stack, so I could hide down inside it. I dashed into the middle area, and tugged with all my might to get a bale free, but this just wasn’t going to happen. So I resigned myself to just lying as flat as possible. Then I found this wasn’t as bad as I’d thought, the area of the top was that big, that even when I sat up straight, I couldn't see ground in any direction, that’s is apart from the Mooreland hills in the distance. So if I couldn’t see people on the ground, they wouldn’t be able to see me. So now I got on my hands and knees, and crawled towards the edge nearest the farm, until I could just see the buildings. I pulled handfuls of straw from a bale, and made a large fan, that I held in front of my face. This I believed would allow me to see through it, whiles masking my head from view of anyone below. Now I shuffled forward so that I had a clear view of what was going on in the farm yard.

And nothing! There was nobody in sight. All my worrying, and it looks like it was all in vain. A couple of the dogs were chasing around as normal, but if anyone had been about, they’d all be there barking and going silly. I breathed a big sigh of relief, and turned over onto my back. The sun was burning down, and next I started to worry if I’d be up here all day and get sun stroke. Now I was lying still I could hear my own heart, it was pounding hard in my chest. I began to reflect on the whirlwind of a day that had already past. Had I brought it on myself? Was I a slut? Up until yesterday, most girls I hung around with called me prudish because I was still a virgin!

Then my day-dreaming was suddenly interrupted.
“BARK. BARK. WOOF. WOOF. BARK. BARK.”
Even at this distance from the farm, I could still hear the pandemonium as all the dogs in the yard went wild. I carefully turned myself over and got onto my hands and knees, holding the fan of straw in front of me. Then I peered over the edge to see what had caused the commotion. My heart sank as I saw several men already gathered in a group by the workshop where Steve had been working. As I looked on I could see there were more men joining them all the time. By the time they stopped arriving, I’d estimated about twenty men were milling around. They split-up, and I guess were searching the farm buildings. I saw three men at the door to the farm-house, and Bette had answered the door and was talking to them. Even though her gestures appeared to be telling these men I wasn’t there, they still went into the house.

Then I could make out Steve in the front of a group of about half-a-dozen men, and he was pointing directly towards me. But surely he had no idea where I was hiding? Or had he been watching me climb the stack? The men all left Steve, and as they left the gate at the edge of the farm, I could tell they were not heading towards me. They were striding out with a brisk walking pace, but from the path they were treading, I assumed they were heading for the copse over the other side of the field. I breathed a sigh of relief, but wondered if anyone would come searching this stack?

I was in this position for some time, men would gather, and then go off in small groups searching. Then I could see a group of men all having some kind of discussions with a ring leader. The group grew in size, until there was over a dozen men in a semi-circle, with one man keeping their attention. Then I saw them passing something around from one man to another, and it ended up being given to the man stood at the front. He held it in his hands, and gave it back. That was it, it was someone’s cap. They’d been having a whip-round, to collect money for this man. Now he pulled out what look like a piece of old rag, and held it out in front of him. There were some dogs there as well, not the farm dogs, but black ones, and they were being given the cloth or what ever to bite and sniff at.

Oh god! Now I understood. That was old Ken down there, and I bet that was the old piece of cloth I’d used to clean my legs down with. It would be covered with spunk, and my cunt juices. Any dog worth his keep could track that down. They were black Labradors. And the whip-round was Ken selling my scent to them. The ungrateful bastard. He’d fucked me rigid, and now he was selling me down the river. But now the dogs were being let loose, and after a few minutes running around, they were both heading to the gate that led to this field. I hadn’t got time to be angry, I had to move quickly.

I rushed to the other side of the stack, not having a clue how I was going to get down. As I neared the edge, I saw two wooden rails protruding over the top of the stack. A fucking ladder? And I’d almost killed myself climbing up here. But no matter, I didn’t look over the edge; I just looked towards the stack, and swung my leg around the ladder onto a rung. Then I brought the other one around, and I was on my way down, still not daring to look. I kept thinking there could be someone standing behind me just waiting for me to step into their arms. But I kept moving as quickly as I dare.

My feet hit the ground, and I run for all I was worth, making sure I kept in a straight line to keep the stack between me and my pursuers. Then I saw him. Tall as a house, and a cock like a pick-axe shaft, this I later found out was Hercules. He dropped his head, stamped on the ground a couple of times with his front hoof, and started charging towards me. To continue in a straight line to the edge of the field was at least another hundred yards. But if I broke cover and ran over to the side, the nearest hedge was only thirty feet away. I had no option; I turned and ran to the hedge, and dived headlong into the watery ditch. Then I crawled quickly underneath the thick cover, and found a hole in the hedge-bottom to crawl through. I felt sure they’d all be in hot pursuit, now they’d seen me break cover. I had a quick look through a lightly foliated part of the hedge, but couldn’t even see the haystack. The field I had been in was so undulating, and the area where the horse had startled me must have been so low, it wasn’t visible from the middle of the field. That’s why I hadn’t noticed a horse when I’d been looking around from the haystack.

No time to waste, I kept to the hedge row, and made my way from field to field. Eventually I was in a half cut field of corn (or something like that.) There was a gigantic harvesting machine stood about twenty feet from the field’s edge. I walked towards it and as I got to within ten feet of it.
“Hey! What have you been doing?”
I spun around, to see Andrew sitting on the ground by the hedge, eating his sandwiches.
“Oh Andrew, it’s you. Thank god. They’re all after me.”
“Well I thought that was what you wanted. Mom told me you wanted to be part of the chase.”
“No please Andrew. I only came out because nobody around here knew it was my birthday.”
“So how have they found out?”
“Gerry told these men who were working in the farm yard.”
“Who? Jim, Jack and Ken.”
“Yes, and then Jack went down the pub, to tell everyone.”

“Well we can’t talk here. Come-on lets get you up in my cab.”
“But they’ve got dogs tracking me. They’ll know I’m in your cab.”
“So I guess you’re in trouble.”
“Please Andrew. I really will make it up to you.”
“Maybe there is a way. I see you’ve already been through some water in a ditch?”
“Yes I had to run from one of your horses.”

“Right we haven’t got much time, and you need to do this right, so listen carefully. These dogs can’t follow scent across water, and there’s a stream running the length of that hedge over there. You carry on in the same direction as you were going, towards the combine, but veer slightly so as to pass the back of it without actually touching. Then keep going until you meet the hedge. Climb through it, into the stream. It’s not deep, but it will be very cold, and be careful, it’ll be very slippery. Walk down the middle, making sure you don’t touch any vegetation growing from either bank. I’ll get into the combine, and go down to that gateway you can see down the other end of the field. I’ll stop over the stream, and jump down into it. Once you get there I can pick you out of the water, and lift you up onto the cab ladder, and you can climb in. The dogs won't be able to pick-up your scent at that height. They’ll lose you going into the stream, and have to search both side banks in both directions to see where you got out. That will keep them busy for hours. Now you get cracking before it’s too late.”
“Thank you. I’m really grateful. I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

With that I was gone, and soon scrambling through another hedge, making my dress even grubbier. He was right about the water being cold, but I plunged my feet in regardless, and was soon making my way down stream towards the gateway. Then when I was about twenty feet away, the big combine loomed into view, crossing the stream in front of me, and stopping. Andrew jumped into the stream, and stood waiting for me. As soon as I got there he said.
“Quick, turn-around facing the other way, and hold your arms up.”
I did as he’d said, and his hands gripped my waist, instantly lifting me high in the air, then as he turned-around to face the big combine, he tipped me over backwards, pointing my feet skyward. As my feet touched the sill of the combine doorway, he said.
“Reach up and grab the side rail to pull yourself in.”

I reached, and I stretched my arms, but no way could I get close to the grab handles.
“I can’t reach.”
“Ok, I’ll lift you onto my shoulders.”
Up I went above his head, and slowly he lowered me down with my legs astride his head.
“Are you ok like that?”
I was sat with my thighs wide open, crotch pressed tightly onto the back of his neck, legs dangling down in front of his chest.
“Yes, I think so.”
“Hold onto my head, I need my hands to climb up into the cab.”
I did as he’d instructed, and he immediately began to climb up into the cab. Once inside he bent forwards, and as my feet reached the cab floor I climbed off him.

Being as it was a sunny day, and the hedge he’d been sitting behind had sheltered him from what little breeze there was, he was naked to the waist. As he sat himself down on the driver’s seat, he wiped his hand across the back of his neck. I looked across; I could see I’d left a mess of sticky juices running from his neck and down the middle of his back. He wiped his hand on his trouser leg, but like the gentleman he was, never made any kind of comment. I felt so dirty, and although I wanted to wipe it clean and apologise to him, I was too embarrassed.
“There’s not much room, and be careful of all these levers. Right if you’re ok, I’d better get this thing moving. It’s gonna be very noisy, and I won’t be able to hear you, so if you want me, just hit my leg.”
“Yes I’m ok. You get going before anyone sees you here.”

The big noisy engine started up, and the floor shook violently. It bounced its way along, as it made its way across the field to continue with the cutting. Then as it approached the un-cut corn, the big wide cutters at the front burst into life. If I’d thought it was noisy before, then I didn’t know how loud noise could get. It was like thunder going on inside the cab. I curled into a ball behind his seat, and clasped my hands tight to my ears.

We made our way along the field cutting strips from the sea of waving corn, then returning back along the other side repeating this process. Each time we turned at either end, I got a panoramic view across the approaching fields. This I was scanning carefully to look for my pursuers. Then I saw a tractor in the next field, it was pulling a massive trailer and it was approaching the gateway that crossed the stream. Once in our field, it headed directly towards us, and was driving at the same speed at our side. It was far too noisy for them to be talking to each other, but they drove in tandem like this for some distance before they stopped. Then as the combine slowed to a standstill, so did the tractor. Both vehicles shut their engines off, and the silence was unbelievable.

A voice from the tractor came drifting across.
“Hey up Andrew. Is this lot chasing our Leslie?”
“I guess so. She’s a silly girl going out today; I’m surprised at mom letting her.”
Then came a different voice, it wasn’t old Harry, and it definitely wasn’t Andrew.
“How’s it going Harry, I thought you’d be game for this new lass that you’ve got on your farm?"
“Game is one thing, but this corn ain’t gonna harvest itself, and if I miss the weather, it’ll cost me plenty.”
“I bet it’s more the misses won’t let you, you dirty old dog.”
“Yea, I guess there’s a smattering of truth there.”

“Did you or your Andrew see her when she passed through this field?”
“Well I didn’t, but I’ve not long arrived, how about you Andrew?”
“She ain’t been this way.”
The anonymous voice replied,
“Yes she has. The dogs tracked her over the far corner, she cut across and down into the stream, but she didn’t cross it. She’s got more about her than most lasses of her age.”
Then Harry asked.
“What you think? Is she walking the stream to throw the dogs off?”
“Certainly looks that way. That’s why we thought we’d ask if you’d seen her, to save time. We’ve only got two dogs, and that stream is thickly covered, so flushing up both banks could take some time. A clue as to which direction would be handy.”
“Well lads looks like you’ve got a long day trekking through cold water. If I was you lot, I’d give her best, and take it out on old Julie the barmaid. She only charges five bob (£0.25), and she’s a definite.”
“You’re only saying that because you can’t join us. If you were down here; you wouldn’t give up that easy.”
“That’s as maybe, but I’ve got to get on. If you catch her, send someone to find me, my old fella is getting stiff just a thinking about her. Good luck with the hunt.”

Old Harry fired up his tractor, and was about to move off. But Andrew was banging on his cab window, and waving his arms. The tractor stopped.
“Hang on a minute dad. I need to have a word with you before you take that lot back.”
“What do you want now?”
His voice sounded agitated, I think maybe the thought of missing out on the chase had upset him.
Andrew turned to me and said.
“Don’t move, I’ll be back in a minute.”
He climbed down from his cab, and then as he approached the tractor, he appeared again. He talked to old Harry for maybe a couple of minutes, and then I saw him making his way back. Before he’d appeared back at the combine, the tractor had already moved away and was making its way back to the farm. I could also now see the group of maybe twenty men and lads with their two dogs, making their way towards the stream.

“Right Leslie, I’m sorry about this, dad says we need to get you back to the farm, but its too risky trying to get you into dad’s tractor with them lot about. So we’ll have to finish off this field before we make our way back, otherwise they’ll smell a rat.”
“That’s ok, I don’t mind.”
“Ok, cover your ears.”
And with that the combine burst back to life, and we started moving. The noise was as before, and I was wondering what my next ordeal would be. But back to the present, at each turn I got a panoramic view of the field, and I could now see the pack of hunters were splitting into three. Two groups were following the stream going outwards from the farm, one in the field either side of it. The other group were ambling their way aimlessly back in the direction of the farm. They must have taken Harry's advice, and given up the chase. So for now I was safe, or at least safe from the hunters, who were now down to maybe ten or twelve men.

It took a while, but eventually the field was completed, and we’d made our way back. The combine was carefully edging its way into the big barn and came to rest up close to the end wall that joined the workshop. The combine being so tall, from the cab door that was now open, we could see over the end wall down into the workshop next door.
“You sit still, and I’ll tell you when to move. You’d better not be afraid of heights.”
I didn’t answer, as he was gone before he’d finished speaking. Nothing happened for about five minutes, then I saw a big door open in the far wall of the workshop, this wasn't down at floor level, but at about fifteen feet high up on the wall, at about the height of the combine cab, that is well above the top of the wall in the barn.

Steve appeared in the workshop with a long rope which he was throwing up into the roof. Every time it came down he’d throw again, until it eventually went over one of the roofs metal trusses. Now he gathered one end up, and was throwing this up to the open door in the wall. Andrew was in the doorway, and he caught the rope. Now a long platform was being pushed from the doorway by Andrew, and as it spanned the width of the workshop roof, Steve was hanging on the rope keeping it high in the air. It reached the wall in front of me, and Steve let it drop with a clatter. So now there was a walkway high in the air, spanning the workshop, connecting the building I was now in with the attic of the brick house above the bull pen.

“Ok lass.”
I about jumped out of my knickers, but of course I hadn’t got any on. It was Adrian; he’d climbed up the side of the combine without me knowing he was anywhere near. As he pulled himself into the cab, he dropped a wooden plank on the cab floor, lowered the other end across to the platform that they'd put on the wall. This plank was about six feet long, and only about nine inches wide.
“You expect me to walk across there?”
“Walk or get on your hands and knees. But it’s the only way you can get into hiding without being seen, or the dogs being able to sniff you out.”
“Is it safe?”
“Course it is. Look I’ll walk it first.”

He wasn’t joking, he stood on the plank, and walked nonchalantly to the wall, turned and said.
“It’s easy. Do you want me to hold your hand?"
“No you go first, and then I’ll try.”
He turned, and walked along as if he was walking down the street. Mind this second platform was at least a foot and a half wide, compared to the plank’s narrow nine inches. He got right across to the other side of the workshop, and stood in the doorway beckoning me to join him. I stood out onto the plank, and made the first bit, stopping above the wall, clinging tightly to an upright support. Although the platform was a lot wider, the distance and height were something I couldn’t ignore. Then I could see Adrian was coming back across, and he was soon holding my hand. He walked backwards, and I gingerly followed him. We got out above the workshop, only about six feet out from the wall and I froze. Tug as he might, my legs just wouldn’t move.

“Look Leslie. Do you trust me?”
I was that nervous I could hardly reply, and yet even considering what had gone on between him and me, I still said.
“Yes.”
“Just shuffle your feet to turn sideways. Don’t worry I’m holding you.”
“What’s the bloody hold-up?”
Old Harry’s voice came from the doorway. I just about managed to start edging my feet about and was turning slowly on the spot.
“Ahh! Oh god!”
He'd bent down, and picked me up, one arm under my knees, and one around my back, and I was now being held to his chest. He turned, and walked along the trestle. Seconds later my feet were on firm boards in the Bull-pen attic. I flung my arms around his neck, smothered him with kisses. I was swearing to let him do as he wanted with my body. I think I stopped short of swearing my undying love, but I’d had sworn that if he’d asked.

The trestle was pulled back into the attic, and the big heavy door in the wall was locked with a padlock. As I looked around, they were all there, Old Harry, Steve, Andrew and obviously Adrian. Andrew reached high in the air on the wall, and pulled down the lever on an electrical switch box. I guess he could see my inquisitive look.
“It’s the master switch for the trap-door and ladder; nobody will get up here now.”
So here I was in safety. But safe from what, I was now up this big loft with Harry, and three of his sons, two of which had already fucked me. But as I’ve admitted earlier, I’d got a taste for this fucking game, and even double fucking didn’t worry me now. It had just been the thought of so many strangers chasing me, and not knowing what they might do when they caught me. So as I looked around to see who’d be first, it wasn’t a worried look, it was a look of anticipation.

Harry had got a chair, and he was seated by the side of the mattress. He beckoned me towards him. I walked over, and stood to his side.
“Right lass, I’ve been hearing a lot about you. Apparently, you know a bit about sucking cock?”
“Dad. I don’t think this is right. She’s only a kid.”
Said Andrew in a cautious tone of voice.
“Don’t be so sensitive Andrew. Let the lass answer for herself.”
“But dad, this isn’t right; she’ll feel she’s beholden to us. She’d do anything to get away from those men.”
I could see he was in real pain with the thought of me being what he considered as forced into some kind of depravity. So I attempted to reassure him.
“It’s alright Andrew. I don’t mind. Honest.”
“But you said you’re a virgin?”
“Yes I know I did, and when I said that, I was. I wanted to save my virginity for Gerry, and that is why this morning he was my first. So you see, I’m not anymore, and for today at least, I'll play your little 'Hunt the Cunt' game.”
His eyes almost popped from their sockets, and he looked surprisingly disappointed.

“See lad. They all grow-up eventually. One day they’re just a little girl playing with dolls. Next day they discover that their fanny isn’t just for pissing through. And from then on, they use it to get what they want from men. It’s the way it’s always happened, and I guess it always will. Come-on then little city girl, let’s see what you can do with this.”
He’d undone his buttons, and his big soft cock was poking out of his flies. I knelt down in front of him and gently took hold of it. The second my fingers made contact, it began to firm, and with very little coaxing, it was soon stretching itself to its full length, and sticking up skyward.
“Can I take your trousers off?”
“You sure can. I see what the lads mean; you know what you want.”

As I undid the top button and lowered his trousers and pants, I replied.
“I’m not sure about that, but these last two days on this farm, I’ve learnt enough to know what kind of things you men want.”
“So are you trying to kid us you haven’t done this kind of thing before?”
Adrian chipped in.
“Hey dad! I thought you wanted her to suck your cock. She might be good, but she can’t suck and answer your questions at the same time.”
“Less of your cheek you young sod.”
Then he took hold of my head with a hand either side and said softly.
“I guess he’s got a point though, come lets see what you can do.”
With that I began to take his now hard shaft into my mouth, and with the assistance of my hands, it was soon throbbing fit to explode.

He suddenly pulled my head upwards, and I let this cock slip out as I raised my face to look at him.
“Let me get myself down on the floor, I want to shoot this lot up your fanny.”
“I’ll swallow it if you want me to? And then I’ll suck you clean and get you hard so you can fuck properly.”
He replied while at the same time, with some urgency he pushed me clear.
“No lass, I’m not like these young spunkers. The misses drained my balls last night, so it’ll be all I can do to summon up a single serving for you today.”

Then as he lowered himself back down onto the mattress I straddled his body and located his cock up inside me, my breasts must have been hanging down in front of his face.
“You sure look good enough to eat, come-on, let’s taste them big tits of yours.”
He started to suck on my nipple, whilst fondling the other with his hand. I had started to get into a rhythm riding myself up and down his shaft, and by now my own arousal was starting to build. He may have been old, and not all that fit, but now his cock was hard, it was not much smaller than either Adrian’s or Steve’s, and definitely a lot bigger in every way than my Gerry. They say size isn’t everything, but from what little I’d experienced so far, it sure felt like the bigger the cock, the more intense the pleasure. But just as I was beginning to think this old man was going to take me to heaven, I felt him jerking his hips. And in less than half-a-dozen thrusts, it was all over. In seconds his cock melted into a shrivelled wrinkled lump, and he looked completely drained.

Steve and Adrian let out a cheer, and were both praising their dad’s performance as they both approached the mattress and began to help him to his feet. They walked him to his chair, and he slumped down looking almost asleep, but with a big beaming smile.

Then Steve asked.
“Ok sexy, who’s gonna get first go?”
“I don’t mind, but if you promise to go gentle, you can both do me at the same time.”
The look on their faces was one of total amazement, as they exchanged looks between each other. Then Adrian asked.
“Do you mean what I think you mean?”
At this I kind of realised that what those men had done to me earlier was not what you might call normal sex, and maybe I shouldn’t have suggested it.
“I I don’t know. Its just that is what the other three men did. But if you think it’s dirty, then I’ll understand.”
Adrian looked again across to Steve and said.
“She fucking does.”
Then turning back to me.
“You do don’t you? You want one of us to fuck your arse?”
At that point I wished that a hole would open up in the ground and swallow me. Then what started as a rush of embarrassment as I looked down to the floor with my bright red blushing face in my hands, suddenly turned to a flood of uncontrollable tears as I felt I’d disgraced myself by being so forward.

It was Andrew who rushed to my side, taking hold with his big strong arms and holding me close to himself.
“Hey, don’t take on so. If you don’t want them to touch you again, I’ll make sure they keep their distance.”
I didn’t reply, I couldn’t, I’d just lost all control, and I was blubbing like a baby. Then Adrian knelt down in front of me holding out his handkerchief.
“Come-on Leslie, I didn’t mean to frighten you. I just thought that was what you were offering.”
“Leave her alone, you’re like a pack of dogs.”
“Don’t be such a bloody fool Andrew; you just saw how she fucked our dad. She likes a good fucking; its just she’s maybe a bit worried about us taking her from behind.”

Adrian hadn’t finished speaking before Andrew had eased me into a sitting position on the mattress, and then hurled himself at Adrian. As the pair of them grappled and rolled around on the attic floor both old Harry and Steve got to their feet and were trying to pull Andrew off Adrian. The sheer terror of this outbreak of violence shook me out of whatever had taken over my senses, and I also sprang to my feet and dashed across to where they were.
“Andrew please stop! Please. It wasn’t Adrian’s fault.”
All of the shouting and pulling of Harry and Steve had not achieved any kind of abatement of their struggle, but as soon as Andrew heard my words, he just released his hold on Adrian, and began to get up. Adrian suddenly feeling he had a free arm took a violent swing at Andrew, landing a very heavy blow to his face. As Andrew’s head was spun sideways, a streak of blood left his nostrils and splattered across my naked torso. Andrew never even retaliated, he just continued to get to his feet and walked across to the other side of the attic, and stood there looking so lost and confused.

Adrian was still in a rage, but Steve and Harry helped him to his feet, and tried to calm him down. As calm returned to the situation I was once again the focus of attention, and old Harry spoke first.
“Well lass, you’ve certainly got a way of getting my lads all riled-up. I think you need to explain to our Andrew that he doesn’t need to keep rushing to your defence. I felt all this angry behaviour was my fault, and I walked across to where Andrew was now sitting on the floor leaning back against the wall.
“Andrew.”
He looked me in the face.
“Please come and kiss me.”
He didn’t answer with words, but just shook his head.
“Please Andrew, you make me feel safe.”
I wasn’t lying, with him here; I just knew nobody could make me do anything I didn’t want them to. But I needed Andrew to feel wanted; I felt I owed him something, after-all, he’d now rescued me three times. But as much as I wanted to do something for him, I also could sense Adrian and Steve were champing at the bit, waiting for their next sexual encounter with me. I knelt down and pressed my lips against his, and then as I rose to my feet I said.
“Thank you for looking after me, but I honestly don’t mind what your brothers are going to do to me. And if you want to join in, then I promise I’ll do what ever you want me to do for you.”

With that I turned and walked back to the mattress, where Adrian and Steve were stood. I had now overcome the attack of self pity and as I approached them I said apologetically.
“I’m sorry I caused that fight, but I’m sure Andrew will be ok now. Have you sorted out who is going to be first?”
Adrian replied.
“I thought you said we could both fuck you at the same time?”

Well I think I’ll leave my tale here for the moment, the days events are not over by a long chalk.

Thanks for reading, and if anyone is interested in the final part, please feel free to email me at Lord_John_Thomas@hotmail.com. But if you want a reply, make sure your spam setting will allow my mail. If you have emailed me in the past and not received a reply, I think you’ll find it is your own spam filters that have caused the problem.

" We got all  night baby don't argh what the fuck?" i screamed as she spanked me so hard my eyes watered.

" Don't talk back to me" she spanked me again making me whimper. " Get on your knees and crawl to your room."

I thought there is no way im going to get dominated she is not dong this to me but then i realised i was already moving and doing as she said plus i was so turnrd on i could feel my juices drip from my pussy.

"Come on you worthless bitch" she yelled as she kicked at my pussy. The pain shot threw me as i collapsed on the floor in tears. She picked me up and placed me back on all fours." get moving you whore"

" Im not a whore." i whined like a silly little girl

" Really? your really wet for a good girl" she shoved two fingers roughly inside me moved them around and then pulled out her soaked fingers before showing me them. " Look how wet you are whore." she forced the fingers in my mouth making me suck them dry." On the bed spread your legs arm above your head." i did everything she said as quick as i could. She walked around tying me to the bed she then turnrd on some music and danced sexualy around the bed stripping out of her clothes as she went. She got down to her panties and i just stared at her tits perfect in every way, she turned her back on me as she took of her panties. I couldn't take my eyes off those beutiful tits as she walked over to me forcing her knickers into my mouth. I felt something brush against my arm as she gagged me.

" are you ready for my cock." she whispered i realised what had brushed against my arm

" no get away stop it no please." i screamed but the gagged made it into a mumble. Her huge cock thrust inside me ,y tight pussy streched as far as it could go. She didn't care for my body as she pumped my pussy so hard slapping my tits as they bounced around. Tears rolled down my face in pain and the fact a shemale had tricked me into bondage. Thankfuly she pulled out and removed my gag.

" how dare you do that to " i didnt have time to finish as she rammed her cock in my mouth pushing it deep in my throat. she picked up my phone and took photos of me as i was forced o suck her cock. she came soon after, she pulled out stood over me wanking her cock then unleashed her spunk over my bofy and face. She again took photos on my phone.

" are you my bitch?"

" no" i cried

" do  you theae photos sent to your friends?"

" no don't please"

" are you my bitch?"

"no" i whimpered

" send to all " my phone bleeped as the photos sent

" No please no"

" have fun explaining that baby" she said as she walked out of my flat leaving me tied naked to my bed covered in her spunk 

AIM: NotoriousMal4719

It started for the first night when I went and picked her up from school. She came out in a short skirt, her school uniform top, and high heels, as she was apt to wear. I told her we were going to do it at my house. She said okay, not that it mattered to me. I knew she would do what I said.

We got to my house. I told her to go inside, down to my bedroom, strip to her bra and thong, and be on her knees when I got there. I gave her a 30 second head start before I went down. Amazingly, she did it, mostly. For her inability to get her shirt all the way off before I got down there, I told her to unzip my pants. She was about to learn how to deepthroat.

I let the image of her and my best friend take over my mind. I told her to suck me. She willingly obliged. I then told her she was going to take me all the way into her mouth. She tried, but started choking. Her sweet eyes looked up at me. I couldn't take this slow shit anymore. “All the way. Faster,” I commanded. She went faster, but couldn't get much more in. I could feel my cock hitting the back of her throat. “Not good enough. You're going to take me all the way in.” She tried a few times, unsuccessfully. I reached down, wrapped my hands behind her head and pulled her all the way on. My cock was now down her throat, her eyes tearing up, and her gag reflex going wild. I began to fuck her beautiful little mouth as hard as I could. She didn't complain. She knew she deserved this. I fucked her harder.

Finally, I was about to cum. I pulled her face all the way down on my cock and held her head there as I came down her throat. She choked. “Swallow,” I commanded her. She obeyed, but not until after a little dribble of my pearly white cum escaped from the corner of her mouth. I pointed it out, saying “You missed some. That'll cost you.”

She began to realize how big of a mistake she had made. Her eyes brimmed with tears.

“Get on the bed on your hands and knees.”

She did. I pulled her thong down and off, smelling it and allowing her musky scent to fill me before I threw it to the floor. I started with one finger. I inserted it into her beautifully tight cunt and slowly started finger fucking her, rubbing her clit as I did so. I added another finger. Then another. She now had three of my fingers fucking her as fast as I could, and I could tell she was enjoying it a little too much. I pulled them out, grabbed the jar of vasoline I had placed on my night stand earlier, knowing this would come. I scooped some onto my finger and started circling her anus. My cock was growing harder once again.

She quickly looked back at me, bit her lip, tears once again brimming. “No...” she pleaded. She had never done anal. I wasn't about to tell her now, but full on anal would wait for later. I was gonna finger her ass now, just so she knew what was coming. “It depends on how well you do,” I told her. “Finger your pussy, slut.” She did this without hesitation. “Now finger your ass with your other hand. She did, resting her head on my pillow. An idea came to me. I put my cock up to her mouth again, and said, “Open.”

She obeyed again, without hesitation. I began to fuck her face again, as she fingered her ass and pussy. Without my asking, she added two fingers in her pussy. I could feel her moan as I was face-fucking her. I was growing closer to cumming yet again, so I pulled out.

“Take off my clothes,” I told my beautiful slut. “You'll use your mouth for my boxers.” She obeyed, exciting me greatly. This young, beautiful slut was mine to command. Once I was nude, I told her to bend over the back of my desk chair. I fingered her pussy yet again, this time adding a fourth finger, and stretching her tight cunt even farther. I pulled my fingers out and put them to her mouth. “Suck your juices off.” She did, finger by finger.

I placed my tip at the entrance to her cunt, rubbing it up and down her clit. Then I raised it to her anus, and put pressure, then back to her cunt. I did this a few times. I could feel her stiffen slightly every time I moved it up to her ass. Good, I thought. Be scared. I finally pushed all the way into her tight cunt. I slowly began to pound her, coming almost all the way out before pushing back in. I loved the feeling of penetrating this young cunt. I unhooked her bra and began to play with her young breasts, pulling them, twisting them. She knew she was mine now. I would make sure of that.

I then began pounding her little cunt faster and faster. She started lifting her pussy to meet my cock, which was now throbbing. Control, I thought. Keep control. Don't blow it yet. I then began to finger her ass. A small moan escaped her mouth. “Oh, you like that do you, you cheating little cunt?' I fingered her faster, moving in sync with my cock. She moaned louder with every thrust. I added another finger in her ass, feeling my orgasm coming closer. I slapped her ass with my free hand. Apparently this was enough to set off her own growing orgasm. Her already tight cunt clamped around my dick like a vice grip. Her legs wrapped around me as I blew my load, shooting my seed deep into this young slut. Once my orgasm had ended, I pulled out, turned the chair around and told her to clean me up. She did so, still bent over the back of my chair, taking my cock all the way into her sweet mouth. Once she sucked me clean, I got dressed, and told her to get dressed, but no panties. I picked them up and put them in my pocket on my way out.

This is my first story, so please leave comments/criticism.

 

It did not take her long to see him working out on the back field.  The morning sun on the horizon was washing out his finer details but as she watched his silhouetted figure hoist the pick-axe above his head and guide it into the ground she knew it was her Amador.  He had been coming to her small Spanish ranch for two weeks now.  She had originally hired him just to dig the line for the olive trees but after completing the task  she had since been assigning him random jobs around the ranch.  As he would complete each task she would pay him his money but as he turned to leave her creative mind would think of a new task she needed him for.  With each new task a new passionate tension grew between them.  Each time they walked to the new work area or discussed the task at hand there bodies seemed to unconsciously get closer.  Their eyes would lock for longer as they talked, and the awkward silences now turned into an almost teasing dance between their daring glances and the swaying of their bodies in the Spanish wind. 

 

As Esparanza watched Amador work a warm breeze gently made its way down the porch blowing over her body and causing her loose sweater to shift just slightly but still enough to gently slide over her left shoulder.  The feeling of the fabric and the warm breeze caused her to coo just a bit under her breath.  Almost as if he had heard her Amador stopped his rhythmic picking and turned his head to see Esparanza standing there on the porch looking out at him.  His mouth formed a flirtatious smile as he glanced up her beautiful long legs up to her bare shoulder.  Turning slightly he gave a sort of tempting head tilt almost as if to say I see you and I know that you see me too.  She nodded back while slowly guiding the sweater back up over her shoulder continuing the teasing game and further enhancing the sexual tension between the two.  Amador turned back to his work, swung his axe a few more times then threw the axe over his shoulder and headed towards the equipment shed.

 

As Amador made his way into the shed Esparanza peaked her head around the pole she was leaning on so that she could just see him standing in the doorway.  She let out a small gasp as he pulled his shirt off revealing his muscler upper body.  She turned and looked away almost as to keep herself from taking in too much.  Suddenly she heard a loud bang coming from the direction of the shed.  She stepped off the porch and headed toward the clattering.  As she got to the door she saw Amador, bent over picking up the tools that he must have knocked off the wall.  She laughed at him in a jokingly flirtatious way and he cooly smiled back knowing he looked like a fool.  She walked into the shed next to Amador and positioned herself upright next to him as he squat trying to organize the jumbled tools. 

“What happened” she asked mockingly

“Same thing that always happens” he laughed back. 

She laughed remembering the number of times before that Amador had made a mess of something as he tried to act cool. 

“Let me give you a hand” she said and began to bend down to help him.  Amador reached back to stop her from coming down but as he reached his hand landed right on her silky smooth bare legs.  Since she was bending down his hand slide slightly up her perfectly toned legs and as she slowly stopped a slight “hmm” unconsciously escaped from her mouth.  She slid back and stood all the while slightly biting her lip and staring down at Amador.  Amador grasped the loose tool his hand was on and stood up next to her.  The two stood for a moment she still biting her lip and him aggressively staring into her eyes.  Amador moved the tool to his other hand and then reached to place it on the shelf just behind Esparanza.  As he reached around her she turned her body slightly causing the loose neck of her shirt to slide over her shoulder exposing all of her shoulder and dropping the neck of her sweater to expose more of her perfect breasts.  As Amador saw the sweater slide down her shoulder he could no longer help himself.  As he leaned over her shoulder he gently breathed down her neckline and then gently yet aggressively nibbled on the edge of her shoulder.  She instinctually shrugged away from the nibbling but at the same time tilted her head back and gave a whispered “ahh”.  Standing with her back to him Amadors hands went onto her hips and he pulled her backwards against his body.  As she came back her sweater slipped further down her arm again revealing more of her vulumptuous breasts.  Amador kissed his way up her shoulder.  Cooing with each kiss Esparanza gasped as she felt Amador’s hand grab the back of her hair pulling her head slightly backwards to reveal more of her sensual neckline for him to devour.  Amadors right hand moved from her hip and cupped her breast.  She moaned with anticipation as his hand pulled the sweater down and over her right breast revealing her hardening nipple.  She rolled her left shoulder slightly intentionally moving the sweater over her left shoulder causing it fall from her shoulders.  As he slide his hand just off her breasts the sweater slide down over her breasts, over her now swaying hips all the way to the floor.  Now topless Esparanza leaned back against Amador inviting him to grasp her firm breasts.  He appliged sliding his hands up her stomach firmly cupping her swelling breasts.  In one twisting movement of passion Amador swung Esparanza around and she leaned into him as their tongues met in a flurry of passionate frustrated kisses.  Hands now pulling hard on each others hips and buttocks Amador pushed into Esparanzea causing her to slam backwards against the equipment room workbench.  As the grabbing and kissing continued her body was thrust and wiggled upwards until she was sitting on the bench.  Her hands now free she moved immediately to his belt buckle where she pulled and ripped yearning to free the bulge she felt inside.  Amador leaned back allowing her to undue his pants.  Esparanza slid her fingers inside the back part of his pants and pulled them down over his firm butt.  Now separated only by his boxers and her short shorts their two bodies again thrust against each other in a hard, grinding, passionate display.  She could now feel his huge cock grinding against her ever-wetting pussy and he could feel the softness and feel the entrance to her sweet love box. 

 

Amador backed off for a second and squatted down to remove his pants from around his ankles.  Looking up at her all Amador could see were miles of perfectly toned and perfectly smooth legs.  He with-held his urge to jump back up to her and begin grinding again.  Instead his lips kissed her just above the ankle and up her calf.  She leaded herself back slightly as if begging Amador to remove her shorts, his mouth now kissing the inside of her inner thigh his hands gripped around her waist and slid down sliding her shorts off her legs and onto the growing pile of clothes on the floor.  Filled with desire his mouth quickly moved up her inner thigh and with just a slight hesitation to hear her gasp Amador wet his lips and slid his tounge onto her sweet pussy.  Esparanzas ass clinched and her back arched as Amadors tougue pressed against her soft lips.  As his wet tounge met with her hot juices both of them let out a slight groan.  Amador licked up the length of her lips his tounge finding his way to her swelling clit.  Pressing his tounge firmly against her clit Amador felt Esparanzas hips flex forward and her body shift as she pushed against him wanting more pressure on her sensitive clit.  As he flicked his tounge upwards over her clit Esparanza jerked backwards in one of those so good it hurts motions.  Amador lowered his tounge again and Esparanza longingly pressed her hips back forward again desiring the pressure that had caused her to slide further backwards onto the workbench.  The two quickly fell into a rhythmic grind of his soft tounge meeting her moist lips and his tongue tip meeting her sensitive clit.  As her nerves pulsed Esparanza moaned and groaned with each move of Amador’s tounge.  Amadors cock grew harder and harder as his tastebuds tingled with the taste of Esparanza’s sweet juices.  With a final deep taste Amador stood to face Esparanza whose body went slightly limp from the brief satisfaction.  They stood for one minute again close and full of passion like all those times before but this time knowing it would be satisfied.

 

As her nerves began to scream again Amador took Esparanza’s right leg in his right hand and she positioned her opposite leg on the adjorning workbench.  Now open to him Amador pushed his hips forward until the tip of his cock was pushed against her soft pussy lips.  With a loud moan the two leaned into each other and as they exhaled her pussy lips spread and his hips pushed forward and his cock slid firmly into her wet pussy.  As he slid deeper Esparanza inhaled and gasped causing her whole body to tighten which squeezed Amadors cock and pulled him even further inside of her.  There hands now gripping each other the two of them began to passionately push and pull on each other.  Amador’s cock slide easier and deeper into Esparanza’s slippery cunt and each time as he reached deeper inside her their moans became louder and their bodies tensed more.  Switching his movements to a slow grind Amador leaned back slightly and the two of them smiled knowing how long they had both been longing to have each other. 

“you know” Amador said in a breathless deep voice “I always pictured taking you in this equipment shed”. 

“Yeah” she moaned “Good”.  Then, while pulling him deep inside her again she whispered “and is this how you pictured it?” 

“This… And More” Amador said as he pushed his hips farther against her spread legs causing him to dive deeper into her pussy then she had ever had.

“Ohh you are so deep” she moaned.

“You like that” He teased. 

“Ohh yeah” she moaned thrusting her head back and arching her back. 

“Your so wet” he groaned as he pulled his cock all the way out of her

“ohh don’t stop” she begged. 

He smiled obligingly and slowly began to slid his cock back inside her, as he slid each of their bodies tensed and they both breathed heavily as they could feel every inch of his huge cock gliding against her tight soft lips.  As he pushed himself all the way inside her his body leaned forward and she grabbed his neck pulling his ear to her mouth and she moaned “Thank You Daddy”.  They pushed hard against each other for a minute, both of their hips swerving against each other as they felt sensations they had never felt before. 

           

Suddenly Amador pulled his cock out of her and grabbed her right leg, swinging it over his head she gasped as she readied herself to be taken from behind.  Stepping back for a minute Amador pulled back his hand and smacked Esparanza on her firm ass.  She shrieked with delight and her body responded as a rush of sensation spread across her skin. 

“You want another” he teased,

“Ohh please Daddy” she teased back.  He smacked her again.  As her body shivered once more he grabbed her hair with his left hand and pulled her head back towards him.  He leaned over her the shaft of his hard cock settling between her tight ass cheeks and his mouth coming right next to her ear. 

“I have wanted to take you in this equipment room for a long time” he repeated from before “and all the frustration that has been building in me and teasing me every time you are near here with me”  She pushed back against his hard cock and moaned a bit.  He continued this time with a bit of aggression in his voice,  “Now I am going to take you the way I have wanted to take you for these past two weeks”

“Ohh please Daddy, take me however you want” she said. 

He moved backwards slightly and she straightened and spread her legs presenting herself to him.  He slid the tip of his cock down the top of her ass crack coming to rest on her tight ass-hole. 

“Take Me” she said and she pushed her ass back against his cock as he pushed forward entering into her tight hole.  She groaned loudly as a flurry of pain and pleasure came over her body.  Her hand instinctively went between her legs and she began to rub her wet clit as Amador pulled his cock back and groaned loudly as he thrust forward again.  “Yes” they both said almost shouting as the ecstasy overtook their bodies. 

“Ohh” he groaned as the gyrations of her hips and the squeezing of her tight asshole around his cock gave him a sensation like none he had ever felt.  He grabbed her hair again pulling her head back and causing her body to convulse in pleasure and pain.  As her head snapped back, her back arched and her ass rose into the air almost sliding Amador out of her.  As he loosened his grip on her hair her back arched the other direction and his cock again slid deep insider her ass.  He slapped her ass cheek again and then began to thrust harder and faster into her tight ass.  As he wildy fucked her sweet ass Esparnaza continually moaned as she increased the pressure on her clit and the pace of her rubbing.  “I’m… Gonna… Cum…” he shouted as he pulled his cock from her Asshole and thrust himself forward sliding his shaft between her ass cheeks as cum spurred from his dick all over her back.  She grinded her ass against his shaft as he gripped her cheeks and finished his orgasm. 

Esparanza slide slightly to the side and looking over her shoulder stared down at his cum soaked cock.  She licked her lips as she saw how hard he still was and her body slid back in front of him, she put her head back forward and then turned her head slightly the other way and looking up at him with aggressive eyes commanded him “Do It Again Daddy”.  He grabbed his cock and slammed it into her soaking pussy.  He pushed all the way inside of her shifting the entire workbench as he took her.  He pulled back then pushed into her again.  The third time he backed off she was ready for him and she thrust her body backwards as he thrust forward and they both moaned as the wetness flowed.  Again they thrust into each other, and again, and again.  “ohh you are fucking me so hard” she said breathlessly as they slid together again, and again.  “Ohh” she said pulling her body back slightly as he thrust into her, “ohh” she cooed her vagina tightening against his charging cock, “ohh, I’m gonna cum!” she moaned.  As he thrust forward again her pussy tightened hard against his cock and he could feel a warm rush of fluids spill over the tip of his shaft, her body went tense as her back arched back towards him and her head turned to the side as she bit her lip in an effort to keep herself from screaming.  Letting her ride the orgasm all the way out Amador stayed pushed up against her and her body withered and rubbed against him as she finished the orgasm of a lifetime. 

           

As he slid his cock out of her they both gasped slightly as the final bit of pleasure subsided.  She turned to face him and they both smiled, pleased to have finally made good on the teasing body language of the past few weeks.  As it turned out that would be the last time that Amador and Esparanza would have each other.  On February 4^th Amador moved on to other commitments.  It wasn’t long before Esparanza too found herself involved in other things including getting herself into other big commitments as well.  They would still see each other often though, and sometimes they could even feel that deep sexual tension start to come on again, but over time that tension faded and by the Summer the two of them were just good friends.  Good friends who shared a sexual experience, born from a series of cicumstances, that could never be spoken about, diaried, or shared with even close friends.  No, it was an experience only for them and it was one that will never be matched.   

 

                The time gave Joe a few minutes to reflect. Now 45 years old, he had been divorced for 3 years with 2 kids in high school. The kids were Sarah, 15, and Julie, 17 and they lived with his ex-wife, Paula. He saw them on most Wednesday evenings for dinner and every other weekend.  Joe was an accountant and had worked for a medium sized accounting and business consulting company for 15 years. He didn’t think of himself as a workaholic but the demands of his work had definitely taken a toll on his marriage.

                Dr. O’Connor opened the door and interrupted his thoughts. He greeted Joe and invited him into his office. Joe had been seeing the doctor for several years and liked him. They were both in their mid 40’s and he had been very supportive during the divorce. As they entered his office Joe was surprised to see a young woman standing next to the desk.

                “Joe, this is Molly Grant. She’s a pre-med student at the University and has been sitting in with me today. If it’s ok with you, she will be observing your checkup.”

                Molly smiled and Joe introduced himself.  Like most guys, he quickly checked out her appearance. She was medium height, dark haired, had a pretty face and carried a few extra pounds. Average, but not bad, was the thought that came to Joe’s mind. He turned to the Doctor, “It’s no problem Doc. She’s welcome to stay.”

                They all sat down and Dr. O’Connor went through a series of questions to update Joe’s history and to see if there had been any changes in his health. Most of it was routine and the doctor once again told him he needed to work some more exercise into his life. Joe acknowledged the shortcoming and turned to Molly and joked, “He can be a nag sometimes.”

                Molly just smiled and the doctor then directed Joe to the examining room, “Strip down to your shorts. I’ll be back in a minute.”

                Joe got undressed and sat on the examining table in his boxers. He was 5’10”, weighed 180, and was in reasonable shape for a guy in his mid 40’s. The door opened and Joe was a little surprised to see both Dr. O’Connor and Molly enter the room. He felt a little embarrassed and maybe a little thrilled to be standing in his underwear in front of Molly. The doctor spoke first, “Is it ok if she observes?”

                Joe nodded, “It’s fine.”

                Dr. O’Connor started the exam as Molly stood off to the side of the room. He did the normal physical checks, conducted an EKG, and finally said he needed check for a hernia and do the prostate exam. Joe stood next to the examining table and slipped his boxers down to his knees. Dr. O’Connor hesitated for a minute and then said, “Oh, ok, I was going to ask Molly to leave for this but I guess it’s ok.”

                The doctor did the hernia checks, examined Joe’s testicles, and then told him to bend over the exam table for the prostate exam. As he turned, Joe caught Molly’s eye and she gave a slight smile. Then he felt the lubricated finger slide up his ass. He thought to himself, “Well, she is sure getting the whole picture.”

                With the exam completed, Joe dressed, spent a few minutes with the doctor, checked out, and headed down to the lobby. There was a coffee shop on the main floor and Joe went in to grab a cup for the ride home. He saw Molly standing at the counter, said hello, and offered to buy her a cup.

                After getting their coffee they sat at a table and she thanked him, “I needed this. It’s been a long day.”

                “I hope you learned some things.”

                “Most of it was kind of boring but it was nice to see what he actually does on a typical day.”

                There was a moment of silence before Joe spoke, “I hope I didn’t embarrass you. I thought you were there to see the complete exam.”

                Molly gave a little laugh, “Well, it was a little unexpected, but …..um” She hesitated.

                “But? But what?”

                “Oh, nothing. I don’t want you to think I’m weird.”

                “Please, go ahead. Hey, you’ve already seen me in a pretty compromising position.”

                “That I have. It’s just that it was kind of, well, erotic.”

                Joe stopped and looked at Molly. “Erotic? I think you have to tell me more.”

                “Ok, it wasn’t the fact that I saw you naked. I’ve seen guys naked before. No big deal.”

                Joe tried to look offended, “Thanks. You know how to hurt a guy.”

                Molly smiled, “No, no, I’m not saying I didn’t like that part of it too. It’s just that I didn’t expect to be affected by the anal thing.”

                Joe was surprised to suddenly find himself in a sexual discussion with a young woman. He loved the openness and he wanted to continue it. He wanted to see where it was headed, “Did you like seeing the doc have his way with me?”

                Molly was intrigued too. This open talk wasn’t something she had done before. “I’m not sure how to explain this. I’ve been with guys before but, well, I guess most of what I have done is pretty normal. You know, just sex.”

                “Did you sort of wish it had been you instead of the doc doing the exam?”

                Molly blushed slightly, “The thought crossed my mind. You probably think I’m being a little silly. I mean you were married. I’m sure you had a chance to do all kinds of things with your wife.”

                Joe looked down and did a quick reflection on his married sex life. The truth was it had not been that great. Paula was a nice looking woman but not all that enthusiastic or adventurous about sex. She did not like anything out of the ordinary and that included any anal activity. Even oral sex became infrequent during those last years together. He looked up at Molly, “You might be surprised. I don’t think my ex would have found that scene erotic at all. I must say though that the idea of you doing exam is very appealing. How long before you become a doctor?”

                He saw a grin on her face, “Maybe we don’t have to wait that long.”

                “Are you saying what I think you are saying? You know I’m almost old enough to be your father.”

                “Joe, I know this is a little weird but I like you and for some reason you have made me instantly comfortable. I can’t believe what we just talked about. You’re divorced. I’m not involved with anyone. Why not have some fun. You don’t seem bothered by my interest in this.”

                “Why don’t we go and grab some dinner? That will give us some time to get to know each other better and decide where we want to go with this.”

                “I like that idea. It’s been awhile since anyone asked me to dinner.”

                They left the coffee shop and drove to an Olive Garden a few miles away. It was a Tuesday night and the restaurant was not busy. Dinner went well and they both enjoyed doing something purely social for a change. Molly had been focused on her pre-med program trying to increase her chances of getting into med school. Joe had filled the void created by his divorce by just working more and more. Even though they had just met there was a level of trust and intimacy in their conversation.

                Leaving the restaurant, Joe walked Molly to her car where she turned to face him. He gave her a kiss and she smiled. He thanked her for an enjoyable dinner and asked, “Would you like to join me at my apartment?”

                “Will I get to play doctor?”

                “Absolutely. Anything you want.”

                Molly followed him to his apartment and they walked to the front door together. He unlocked it and allowed her to step inside. After closing and locking the door he turned and she was in his arms, kissing him. He held her and they kissed for several minutes, her body pressed against him and his hands caressing her back. Joe then directed her to his bedroom, “You’ve seen me naked. I want to undress you.”

                “Let’s undress together.” Molly began to unbutton her blouse. Joe followed her lead and unbuttoned his dress shirt. They slipped their shirts off together and Joe’s eyes were drawn to Molly’s white bra with her nipples pushing through the thin material. She reached behind to unhook it as Joe lifted his t-shirt over his head. The bra fell away exposing Molly’s beautiful, nicely sized breasts. He took a deep breath, “Molly, you are beautiful.”

                She ran her hands over her breasts and gently held her hardened nipples between her fingers. She then reached down and began to undo her slacks. Joe again followed and they pushed there pants down their legs together. Molly saw Joe’s obviously hard cock pushing the front of his boxers out and smiled. Joe was focused on the white silky panties worn by Molly. She hooked her thumbs under the waistband and said, “Let’s do it.”

                The underwear slid away and they stood naked facing one another. Joe took her into his arms feeling her skin against his. They kissed and caressed and he pressed his hardness into her.

                Molly was medium height, 5’5”, and weighed about 140. She had nice sized breasts with smallish nipples and carried a little extra weight around her middle. Her pubic hair was full and matched the short dark hair on her head. In her 21 years she had had sex with a total of 3 guys, one in high school and two in college. In her estimation, the first and last had been about average and the middle guy a little better. The relationships had not lasted long and the sex did not progress beyond some oral and intercourse.

                Joe would definitely be the most experienced (and oldest) lover she had been with. As they embraced she reached down and took his hardness into her hand. She slowly stroked him loving the feel of his fully erect cock, loving that he was excited for her. After caressing him for a minute Molly whispered into Joe’s ear, “Do you have any KY?”

                He pulled away, walked toward the nightstand, and chuckled, “Actually I do. I was a great Boy Scout. Always be prepared.”

                Molly took the KY and instructed him to bend over the edge of the bed. Joe positioned himself and she paused, looking at his ass. This was what she had always thought sex could be, a chance for two people to explore, to be playful, and be open to new experiences. Molly spread his cheeks and ran her finger over his ass. Joe jumped and moaned. She applied some KY and massaged his dark hole before sliding her finger in. The feeling was not new. She had had her finger in her own ass in the shower but there was a thrill to be doing this to a man.

                “How’s that?” She asked.

                “I like that it is you.”

                “I love the feel. So tight. So different.” She moved her finger moved slowly in and out for a minute or two and then paused and asked him to lie on his back. Joe scooted onto the bed and Molly joined him. She took his cock in her hand, stroked him, and leaned down to take him into her mouth.

                Joe moaned as Molly sucked him. He felt her tongue move over the head of his cock and then the gentle pressure as took as much as she could into her mouth. Molly had always liked pleasing a guy like this. She knew how intense the feeling could be for a man and she liked the feeling of control it gave her. As she sucked him her finger moved back to his ass and she slipped it into the tight hole.

                “Oh God, yes.” Joe tried to push his cock further into her mouth as her finger moved in his ass. The combined feeling was incredible and he knew he was going to cum. He wanted it to last but Molly’s wonderful pressure on his cock pushed him over the edge and he cried out as the first jets of cum shot into her warm mouth. Joe’s body shook and jerked and she held him in her mouth swallowing his cum. It had been a long time since he had felt an orgasm anywhere near as intense. When he relaxed, she moved up and kissed him.

                Joe spoke first, “I’m speechless. You really got me going. That ass thing is wild.”

                “It was awesome. I could feel it in your ass when you came. I can’t believe we did that.”

                Joe kissed her, a slight taste of semen in her mouth, “Can I return the favor?”

                Molly lay back, “I want you to. That got me so hot.”

                Joe kissed his way to her breasts while his fingers moved between her legs. He took her nipples into his mouth and she moaned softly as he sucked gently. His fingers slipped through the curls of her pubic hair and he touched the soft lips of her pussy. Pushing a finger between them he could feel her wetness. Wanting to taste her he moved between her legs and let his tongue slowly move up and down her slit.

                It had been a long time since Joe had been with a woman this young. He wanted to take it slow and really enjoy her. She still had that youthful fascination and joy with sex.  Joe had always loved giving a woman oral and he really loved it when he was able to make them cum. It had happened very rarely with his wife and hoped he could experience it with Molly. He looked up at her and said, “This is good. Your pussy is beautiful.”

                Molly closed her eyes, relaxed and let herself just enjoy the sensations. Joe was really hitting all the right spots. His tongue was inside, then it was on her clit. She was moving and he seemed to be in the same rhythm touching her just where she wanted it and with just the right pressure. It had been some time since a guy had his face between her legs and before long she knew she was going to cum.

                “Oh Joe, oh my God, yes, that’s it, oh God.”

                He knew she was close and he focused on her clit, gently sucking it into his mouth, then flicking it with his tongue. Her hands caressed her nipples and then he felt it. She tensed and moaned and the waves of her orgasm took over. Molly’s body shivered and her hips moved as she came. Joe continued to lick her wanting to make it last for her. When he felt her relax he moved up to lie beside her.

                Molly turned and smiled at him, “You’ve got a great tongue.”

                “It was my pleasure.”

                Even though Joe had just cum, giving Molly oral and seeing her orgasm had aroused him again. He knew that had almost never happened with his wife. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her. They hugged and caressed and Joe pushed his erection against her. Molly reached down and took him into her hand, slowly stroking him and whispered into his ear, “Look what woke up again.”

                “Seeing you cum like that got me going again.”

                Molly laughed, “What should we do with it. I can’t leave you like this.”

                “Not sure what you think but I have a real desire to do your ass.”

                “I’ve never had a cock there.”

                “We don’t have to.”

                Molly thought about her past sexual experiences. Even though they had just met, she knew this was the first time she had felt truly relaxed and comfortable with a man. She had always worried about doing the wrong thing or something the guy had said or done had prevented her from relaxing. Maybe it was Joe’s age or his level of experience. She just knew that whatever she did would be ok with him. The thought of trying anal intercourse was new, exciting, and a little scary. It felt a little dirty, a little forbidden. She wanted to at least give it a try. Joe had thought she had given up on the idea when she spoke, “I want to give it a try. Just take it slow.”

                “I’ll be gentle, I promise. If you change you mind, I’ll stop.” Joe smiled. He wasn’t sure why, but for some reason he wanted this. He wanted to push his hard cock into Molly’s ass. Taking a deep breath, he told himself to relax.

                Joe told Molly he would start with a massage. Molly turned on her stomach and Joe began to rub and caress her neck, shoulders, and back.  Straddling her, Joe’s hard cock rested between the soft cheeks of her ass. He rubbed against her and she responded with a soft moan. It felt good. Molly’s ass was soft, smooth, and a little large.

                Moving down her body Joe massaged Molly’s lower back and then ran his hands over her ass. He massaged the cheeks and parted them to look at her beautiful brown rosebud nestled deep within. He touched it with his finger and he felt her tense slightly. Joe took the KY and began lubricating her tight hole. His finger gently massaged her slowly working its way in. She truly had a beautiful ass and he could feel her relax and begin to respond to the finger probing her.

                “God, you have a great ass. Paula would never have let me do anything like this.”

                Molly liked to finger her own ass in the shower but this was definitely different. She liked the attention and the compliments and felt totally open and exposed. Joe’s finger moved slowly in and out of her well lubricated butt hole and she moved with him. “Your finger feels good. I want to try your cock.”

                Joe stopped and rubbed some KY onto his rigid cock. He positioned himself and started to press his cock against her ass. He took a deep breath and asked if she was ready.

                “Go for it. Just take it slow.”

                Joe pushed and felt his hardness slipping into her. It was tight but she took him much easier than he expected. There was a brief gasp from Molly as the head of his cock pushed past her tight sphincter and then he found himself fully inside her. It was an incredible feeling and he felt a rush of emotion as he slowly started to move in her.

                The ease with which Joe had entered her had caused most of Molly’s apprehension to disappear and she found herself excited. This was going to be something she did for his enjoyment but she liked the feeling of his cock in her. She reached back to rub her clit as Joe began moving in and out.

                “Oh God, I love your ass.” Joe sensed her comfort and began to thrust himself in and out of her.  This is what he wanted. His cock buried in this girl’s tight ass. Molly was moaning and moving to meet his thrusts. He knew the tightness on his cock would not allow him to last long. It just felt so good.

                “Molly, I want to cum in your ass!”

                “Give it to me! Do it!”

                Joe had his hands on her hips and was moving himself in and out of her ass as Molly rubbed her clit and moved with him. She cried out as the first wave of her orgasm shook her body. Joe felt her shake and pushed deep inside her as the first shot of cum erupted from his cock. He continued to pump into her until they both collapsed on the bed.

                They were both breathing hard. Molly finally broke the silence, “Holy shit. That was intense.”

                Joe laughed, “Holy shit is right. That was unbelievable.”

                They relaxed for awhile, talking and laughing together before Molly dressed to go.

                Joe walked her to the door, “Can I call you?”

                “I’d like that.”

                “Maybe we can get together again sometime.”

                “I’d like that too.”

After i came, i logged off to go and wash myself, boy i never sweat as much as i did that day.

  Dom slumped in his seat and I took my head off his cock. I glanced in the backseat and saw Kendall and Brian fucking like rabbits. All of a sudden Drew grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap, His hardon standing at full attention. He ripped off my jeans and thong and before I could protest, bent me over and thrust his cock into my pussy ripping straight through my hymen. I screamed in pain as he thrusted into me at lightning speed. After a few minutes the pain ebbed away and a feeling of heat and extreme pleasure ripped through me. " OH MY GODDDD YESSS FUCKKKKKK YESSSS DREW POUND MY PUSSY" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Drew began to thrust harder and faster into me and I screamed for more. Suddenly he ripped me off his cock and twisted me around into the forward cowgirl position. He tore off my bra and began to hungrily suck on my tits as I began to ride him. I ground my pussy into his groin , and bounced up and down my breasts jiggiling like crazy. He moaned out " OHHH MY GODDD YESSS BRIANA FUCKKK YEAH YOU LITTLE SLUT FUCK MY COCK BABY FUCK ITT!!". I bounced faster and faster and he began to slap and pinch my ass while kneading and sucking on my breasts. I felt his cock swell in my tight pussy and I knew He was going to cum soon. "OH MY GOD BABY IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD CUM IN MY PUSSY PLEASE CUM IN MY PUSSY!!!" I yelled out to him. All of a sudden my whole body was englufed in pleasure, My pussy clamped down on his cock and I screamed out like a bitch in heat. He moaned into my breasts and shot his load deep in my pussy. I slumped over on him until I recovered enough to climb off and get redressed. Sarah was finally released and hour later and I Dom, Drew, and I climbed into the back seat for the ride home. During that hour drive I gave them both handjobs and ended up blowing Drew since I knew he didnt get a chance at that before. 

  When Sarah dropped me off at my house I remembered that Drew and I had not used protection. "Oh well I said climbing into bed, hopefully I won't get pregnant." I found out I was pregnant a month later and although I was worried I knew that at least I would get to spend the rest of my life fucking Drew and when he got kinky, some of his friends. I gave birth to a baby girl the following August and Drew and I moved in together. We fuck like rabbits everyday and Dom, Brian,Kendall, and now even Sarah almost always join in.

I was just rubbing the shampoo into my hair when I saw the bathroom door open and Helen come in.

“Morning Bev, mind if I pee?”  Without waiting for a reply she went over to the toilet.

“Only if you wash my back.”

I heard the flush go and the shower door open.  Helen came in to the cubicle and squirted some bodywash into the palm of her hand.

“Ummm.”  I groaned as her hands caressed my shoulders.  “That was some night.  I haven’t had sex like that for a long while.”

“Well hun, you haven’t been hanging around me for a while.”  She kissed my neck and moved her soaping activities to my front, slipping her hands under my breasts and running them upwards over my hardening nipples.

“Can we stay in bed all morning please?” I murmured tipping back my head so that it rested on her shoulder.  “I’ll be very good, I promise.”  I slid my hands behind me and rubbed the cheeks of her ass.

 “How good?”

“I’ll do anything you say or want.”

“Deal.  Let me finish off in here and you go fix the breakfast.”

The bathroom was by now very steamy, so I grabbed a towel and went into the kitchen to dry off.  Tim was already in there pouring coffee and as expected he was naked with a hard on.  As an extra bonus he had already made breakfast.

“Hi Bev, sleep well?”  Tim asked.

“Like a babe.  You?”  I kissed him, reached down and gently stroked his cock.  “I couldn’t resist fondling you earlier this morning.”

“Oh that was you was it?  There will be payback you know.”

“Sooner the better lover, I’m so horny.”  I sat on the barstool.

“In that case, here’s your coffee, I’m going to get a shower.”  As he left, it occurred to me that I could still hear the water running as Helen continued her shower. I hoped she wasn’t going to make him cum; I wanted his hard cock in me first.  I squeezed my thighs together at the thought, sending a pleasure tingle through my body.  I don’t think I had ever been this turned on.

I parted my thighs and moved my right hand between my legs.  I could feel how wet I was and inserted my two middle fingers into my pussy.  I pulled them out and slid them upwards either side of my clit.  Back and forwards I moved, initializing a small orgasm.

“Hey, no starting without us, remember our agreement.” Helen called out as she entered the kitchen.  I guiltily pulled away my hand.

Helen ate some fruit and took the rest into the bedroom.  I followed her with my coffee and stretched out on the bed with my arms above my head, the cool air blowing deliciously over my naked body.

Helen put down her plate of fruit, and turned to face me. 

“As you are like that, stay still.”  She commanded, reached down behind the head board and pulled out two silk scarves, already secured to the bed posts.  She quickly tied them around my wrists, stretching my arms across the width of the bed.

“Ohhhh, you look so helpless now, Bev.”  Helen whispered and lightly kissed me on my lips.  As I moved my head forward to kiss her harder, she moved away.  “Not so fast, honey.”  She moved closer again and licked my lips. Again I tried to kiss her back, but she avoided me and kissed my neck.

I squirmed as she licked and nibbled my ear lobe, getting a small gasp out of me.  Helen knew the exact location of all my erogenous zones.

Tim came into the room and judging by his expression, Helen had already told him what she had planned.  He walked over to Helen’s plate of fruit, his cock bobbing, selected a strawberry and bit into it.

Sitting on the bed he drew circles with the strawberry over my breasts and around my nipples.  Helen slowly licked the juices off one breast and Tim off the other, neither one actually touching my nipples.  The anticipation was driving me crazy; I wanted just one of them to take a nipple in the mouth and lifted my chest to encourage them.

Instead they kissed each other deeply, their tongues entwining, gently biting on each other’s lips.   As they rolled over Tim kissed her neck and worked down to her nipples, sucking hard on each one, making them into dark points of flesh as he squeezed them together. 

“I love Helen’s titties, don’t you Bev?”  Tim said looking me in the eye as he continued to caress them.  Helen’s eyes were tightly closed as she reveled in the pleasure.

I groaned and looked away.  I could feel a dull ache of desire developing deep inside of me.

He worked down her stomach until he reached her mons.  Using his thumbs he spread her pussy lips apart exposing the pink bead of her clit.  His mouth greedily sucked on it, and Helen breathed in deeply with a low moan.  He tongue moved lower and into her vagina.

“I love the taste of your juices, God you’re wet.  You like her taste Bev?”

With that he leaned over and kissed me on the mouth.  I did indeed love her taste and as I tried to lick Tim’s face, he pulled away and continued to deeply lick Helen.  He pushed two fingers inside of her and quickly moved them in and out.

After five minutes of this intense stimulation Helen cried out “Ohhhhh, yes, yes, ohhh, ohhh, I can’t help it, I’m cummmming!”

Her back arched and she pushed her head back into the pillow.  Tim kept stimulating her over the next 15 minutes bringing her quite a lot of pleasure.  I could do nothing but watch, the scarves restraining me.

Tim finally adjusted himself between her legs and lifted her hips up before thrusting his hard cock inside her.  I rubbed my legs together trying to ease the ache of lust.  Tim pounded hard against her; I knew that she would soon orgasm again when she started to breathe in small gasps.

Helen screamed out “Come on, yes, fuck me Tim, hammer my cunt, that’s it, ohhh I’m cumming again, geeeezzzz.”  I watched as her pleasure peaked and finally waned even as Tim kept thrusting.

Finally she pleaded with him.  “Pull out Tim, I’m too sensitive, God can’t stand it, ah ah, give me time to recover, please!”  I knew from past experience with Helen and vibrators, she can only tolerate so much before needing a break.

“Don’t cum, give it to me.  Put that big cock in me.”  I pleaded.

Helen gasped her thanks as Tim withdrew and she collapsed sideways on the bed facing me with a big, satisfied smirk on her face.

Tim straddled my chest and put his stiff, wet cock between my breasts and squeezed them together and began to slowly thrust.  “I love fucking a big pair of titties.” 

Helen moved closer to me and put one leg between mine, her knee all the way up between my legs, gentling rubbing herself against my hip.  I tried to grind against her knee, but every time I did she would move away from me.  I was getting so horny I thought I was going to die.

Tim was so erect his cock kept springing out from between my breasts, so Helen grasped it and started masturbating him.  I could see his pre-cum leaking out and feel my juices trickling between my legs with anticipation.

“Hey you guys, come on, don’t you dare.  Fuck my tight cunt Tim, come on.  Don’t waste it, I need to cum.”

Tim’s only response was to shift further up my body, the tip of his cock touching my chin.  Helen increased the speed and length of her stroking.

“Payback for yesterday’s teasing Bev, you don’t know how pent up I was on the beach.  I had to lay face down most of the afternoon.  I am going to enjoy giving you a facial.”

With that he grabbed my head and groaned.  Load after load of hot, sticky, white cum shot out over my face, my eyes, my mouth and neck. 

“Oh that was sooo good, sooo good.” He whispered and rolled onto the bed between Helen and me.

I was starting to get a little testy, but decided to hold any comments and just lie there.

After about ten minutes Helen took Tim in her mouth and started to slowly suck him.  I also felt the nails on her left hand graze the inside of my thigh, drawing little circles and getting infinitesimally higher with each revolution.

Helen knew that drove me absolutely crazy and I just hoped she wasn’t still on the tease kick.  That would be more than I could possibly stand.

Tim leaned over and licked off some of his cum off my face and kissed me on the mouth.  No tease this time and I could taste the saltiness on his tongue.  His left hand slid up over my stomach and started to circle my left breast, the nipple springing up hard in anticipation.  I kissed Tim harder and greedier as he rolled the nipple between his fingers.

Helen’s fingers reached the entrance of my vagina and circled its moist entrance.  I was getting even wetter knowing that this time I was going to get relief.  I gasped as she inserted two fingers inside of me, hunting out my G spot.  She knew what I liked and how to give it to me and I broke off Tim’s kiss to cry out in pleasure.

“Yes Helen, oh yes, you know, huh huh huh, oh that’s it, oh I feel like I’m going to pee, yes, that’s it, oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” As I came down from a tremendous peak, Tim shifted his mouth’s attention to my nipples and Helen to my clit.

The two tongues working in unison drove me back into a state of orgasm, and every time I thought it was ending, they changed rhythm, causing wave after wave of pleasure to crash over me.

I weakly strained against my bindings when Tim broke away, but then he replaced Helen between my legs.  He had evidently fully recovered and I felt the bulbous head of his big cock probe my vagina.  Two thrusts and he was fully in, crushing up against my pelvis, but instead of thrusting continuously, he fucked me with six long strokes and then six short ones, then six long strokes.  The cold ache of longing had been replaced by an increasingly tighter ball of intense pleasure.

Tim started to speed up, his testicles swinging against my ass.

The feeling of Helen sensually kissing me on my ear, my lips and my breasts started a surge of electricity in my upper body and when she slipped a hand down my tummy, the two pleasure areas joined together.  I came so hard it felt like everything was in slow motion and my eyesight blurred.

I don’t know what I said or what I cried out, I was vaguely aware of Tim’s seed shooting deep inside of me, the heat of it building on my internal fire.  Gradually the feeling faded and I slumped down hard against the mattress almost unconscious

“You okay Bev?” I heard Helen whisper.  She had got a cold wet facecloth and wiped away Tim’s cum off my face.  I opened my eyes and nodded.

“Good.  That was incredible; I have always wanted to do that tease scene.  The added bonus was that it was with you.  Love you Bev.”

“Love you too Helen.”  I whispered and kissed her before closing my eyes again.

“Hey hunk.  Lie down here, I want you hard again.”  Helen called out to Tim and pulled him back down on to the bed.

Since that weekend, Helen and I now see each other on a regular basis.  As for Tim, we never did hear from him again, but with a friend like Helen….

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