Part Four

Dave and Jacques were in the kitchen when the women returned, emptying the dishwasher and putting the pots away.

“Do either of you remember Sonia, from the cafe in the park?” Rachel asked.

Jacques turned to look, “Yes ... yes I do,” he replied, “it was always a pleasure to buy an ice cream from you, Sonia.”

“That’s because you were always super polite, so I gave you extra.”

Jacques laughed as he turned to Camille, “see, it does pay to be polite.”

“I’m always polite!” Camille replied.

“You are my dear,” Jacques replied as he wrapped her in his arms.

“Ewww, you’ve been smoking!”

“Ahh, I haven’t, but we were standing with the smokers outside. There were a lot of people I remembered in the pub.”

“Go have a shower,” Rachel told him, “the night is still young, and we’re not putting up with stinky boys.”

Mel leaned close to Dave, “you too, go home and have a shower, bring a nice bottle of wine when you come back. The girls can have one cocktail, then they’re switching to wine.”

With the men out of the way, Sonia and Rachel got to work making a jug of daiquiri, mixing white rum, lime juice, maraschino cherry liqueur, sugar and crushed ice in a blender.

Jacques returned from his shower just in time to carry a tray of glasses into the lounge, Dave returned with wine just in time to collect a glass of ice-cold daiquiri from Rachel.

The cocktails got everyone talking, the girls heard many stories from the time before they were born. They found out that both their mothers picked up boys at a club called the Carleton.

“Mum, I thought you said dad was your first boyfriend!” Piper cried.

“No, what I said was your dad was the first person I had sex with, I kissed and blew a few before I settled on your dad. I’m sure he has a similar story.”

Dave looked up as Mel kicked his shin, “what?” he cried.

“Did you have girlfriends before mum?” Piper asked.

“What have you told her?” Dave asked.

“Haven’t you been listening?”

“Sorry, I haven’t,” slipping his phone away, “I was just checking the result of the late match.”

“We were talking about me and Rachel picking up boys at the Carleton.”

“Oh, I knew that already.”

“My god man, we know that! Piper wants to know if you picked anyone up from dodgy nightclubs.”

“You mean boys?”

“Boys, girls, furries, anyone ... hang on, did you pick up boys?” Mel asked, excited at the thought of finding out something new.

“I did a couple of times.”

“Did you now ... I thought Andy was your first man, you seemed a bit reluctant when Kim suggested we have a foursome.”

“Not reluctant, it’s just I knew Andy socially, I wasn’t sure I wanted to sleep with someone I drank with in the Exchange.”

“OK, tell us more,” Mel said as she refilled his glass, “I want all the details,” she added, as she snuggled up close to Rachel.

Piper was sitting between Sonia and Camille; she had a hand on both their legs, waiting to hear what her dad was about to tell them.

“Mmm, this is weird ... so, I was always interested in girls, I’d had a few casual relationships, Heather was my first...”

“Oh Heather, I’d forgotten about her. She was very pretty, was she when we were in Year 9?” Mel asked.

“Yes, I had my eye on you, but you seemed to prefer Craig Sharpe, so I took Heather out, we had a few dates. Then I dated Charlotte Peterson, her parents ran a guest house...”

“Yes, I remember her as well.”

“Her brother, Kenny, seemed to like me ... like me a lot. He tried to stay friends after Charlotte dumped me. I went to the cinema with him, he held my hand and kissed me in the dark, and I didn’t hate it.”

“So, you decided to pick up more boys?”

“It’s not like I decided, but if I was out and a boy came up to me, and he looked OK, I would go with him.”

“Did you have sex with any of them?” Mel asked, again, she sounded excited by what Dave was telling her.

“Actually, no. I kissed them, and a couple of boys blew me, but I’d not had sex with anyone before you. You’re OK with this?”

“Absolutely, you knew I’d been with girls before I settled on you, and a few boys, some of whom got very poor-quality blowjobs until Archie’s sister showed me what to do.”

“How did she show you?” Piper asked.

“By blowing Archie for me.”

“She did her own brother?”

“Yeah, it was only a blowjob. Brothers and sisters do that shit all the time, don’t they?”

“I never did it with my sister,” Dave replied.

“Did you never practice kissing with her?”

“No, that’s weird.”

“Maybe I’m wrong then,” Mel replied, “still, it didn’t seem weird watching Willow blowing Archie, and I don’t think it was their first time.”

“So, is everyone OK?” Jacques asked, “we’re all happy with everyone’s sexual history?”

“Yes, we are...” Mel and Dave replied.

“Sonia?” Jacques asked, “are you OK?”

“I’m not sure my opinion matters ... and I’m probably the one with the dodgiest past.”

“It’s important, because I’m not sure what anyone else is doing, but I’m about to undress Mel’s husband.”

“With the girls in the room?” Sonia asked.

“Yes, because I’m fairly sure Piper wants to kiss my wife.”

“Mmm,” Sonia mused, “no disrespect girls, but I’ve never been into lesbian sex, I think I’ll go home.”

“Don’t leave,” Piper urged her, “I’m sure my dad will be OK with you joining in ... that’s right mum, dad will be OK with Sonia helping?”

“Oh yes, and Jacques is bisexual,” Rachel replied on behalf of Mel, who was currently undressing.

At this news, Sonia jumped up and undressed much more quickly than she had a few nights previously.

Piper and Camille weren’t sure what to do, so they simply moved closer together and held hands, waiting to see what unfolded amongst the adults.

Sonia wasted no time, as soon as she was free of clothes, she started to undress Dave.

If Piper had an ideal boy, he would look like her dad. He was manly without being butch or macho. He was trim with a broad chest and muscular arms, not from working out, but from working. Piper had seen her dad naked a couple of times, both quick glimpses as he changed after swimming at the seaside, and she wasn’t very impressed with what she saw. It was therefore a shock when Sonia pulled his boxers down and a huge cock fell out.

Even Sonia was impressed, and when Rachel looked up from between Mel’s thighs to see what the fuss was about, she gasped.

“Shit, he’s bigger than I remember, no wonder you’re always happy, Mel.”

“You can have a taste if you like, I won’t be upset.”

“Thanks Mel, but tonight, you’re all I want.”

“I think Piper might join in, once she’s worked up the courage.”

“Until then, you’re all mine,” Rachel replied as she dived back in.

Piper felt Camille’s hand slide under her skirt and inside her panties, “I think we’ll enjoy watching our dads with Sonia for a while, then go kiss our mums,” Camille whispered.

With the decision made, they turned their heads to watch Jacques, Dave and Sonia on the other sofa; Piper’s hand snaking up Camille’s skirt as they watched, and too her delight, she found there were no panties in the way of her fingers’ ultimate destination. Camille squealed in delight as Piper’s index finger found her clit.

Sonia looked at the two cocks in her hand, either one was enough to satisfy her, she had to decide which she wanted to suck. She decided on balance, her jaw would thank her if she worked on Jacques, Dave was bigger than she was used to.

As she wrapped her lips around Jacques’ cock, Dave slipped around and offered his to Jacques, who hungrily took it in his mouth and worked him like a pro.

Sonia thought back to the last time she’d had two men at the same time, she was being paid that time, and she was glad of it, because it wasn’t a happy experience. She dreaded the day Gracie found that film online ... Sonia knew it was available, she searched for it occasionally and always managed to find it.

She’d been persuaded to star in the scene by her friend Bailey, who was also in the scene; four well hung Polish guys and two small British girls. She’s glad Bailey told her to use a pseudonym, so she appeared as Jayde Steele and Bailey was Sascha Snow.

Ever since her rape, Sonia had been reluctant to try anal. Unfortunately, anal was this film company’s theme, anal with big guys, several big guys; something Bailey had failed to tell her about until they were in the studio and a woman was about to squirt lube up her arse.

She was ready to bolt from the room, but Bailey held her back, “€1,500 each”, Bailey hissed, “plus airfare and hotels. You’ll have to pay that back if you leave.”

So, Sonia stayed. She enjoyed the first part of the shoot, where she and Bailey played with a series of dildoes, each one bigger than the last, until she had a dildo the size of her arm up her arse. From that point on, she hated every second. She was glad she’d done a couple of lines before they started, the coke giving her a buzz that hid the pain.

She’d done anal with a few small guys since ... shit, she just thought, it’s almost three years since she had been with a guy, any guy. Her last time was not long after Gracie’s 11^th birthday. She was staying at Frankie’s that night, so Sonia brought a guy home, she met him in The Exchange bar, she couldn’t even remember his name, Bill something, anyway, he was hung like a shrew, so the only way she could feel him was in her arse. So, her last sex was also her last anal, almost three years ago, and to think she used to be a hooker doing three or four men a night...

Once Jacques had managed to get Dave fully hard, he moved behind Sonia, “is this OK?” he asked.

“Yes, pussy only though.”

“No worries,” Dave replied as he slid inside.

“Oh my god!” Sonia cried, “that feels so good.”

Camille closed her legs as she watched Dave penetrate Sonia, trapping Piper’s fingers, “lift my dress,” she gasped, “I don’t want to stain it.”

Piper used her free hand to move the beautiful green dress clear just in time to watch a pool develop in her palm, she’d squirt again, but not as violently this time.

“Wow, that’s twice I’ve made you squirt,” Piper cried.

“You had help from the grown-ups this time,” Camille laughed as she came down, “but I wouldn’t have cum without you ... and now I owe you two squirts.”

“I tried it last night,” Piper whispered, “now I know how to make myself cum, I didn’t squirt though.”

“Take your clothes off,” Camille urged, “I’ll see if I can get you to squirt while you watch ... oh my, now that’s a sight I never thought I’d see...” she added, as they watched Jacques slide two fingers into Dave’s arse to get him ready.

“It’s OK,” Piper told her, “we can watch our dads for a while, then you can do me.”

Camille slipped out of her dress, then she resumed her seat beside Piper, sliding two fingers inside her girlfriend’s pussy as they watched Jacques remove his fingers and replace them with his cock.

“Oh man,” Dave groaned, as Jacques started to thrust in earnest “that feel’s good.”

“Oh shit, forget what I said the other day,” Piper whispered to Camille, “watching men screw is hot.”

“Especially when it’s our dads, oh my god, look at Sonia, her tits wobble in an amazing way when Dave thrusts. He’s so big, where does it all go?”

“I’m not sure I want to find out. He must be shoving some major organs out of the way, I think I’ll stick to fingers for a while,” Piper replied, beginning to squirm as Camille slipped off the sofa and between her legs to start work in earnest.

“My mum has some interesting looking toys I fancy trying one day. They’re not all big, would you like to play with a vibrator some time?”

“If you’re holding it, I’ll try anything...” Piper gasped as a tremor ran through her body, lifting her bottom off the sofa.

She didn’t squirt, but this was possibly her biggest orgasm yet, leaving her trembling and panting for several moments afterwards.

“Shall we join our mums,” Piper suggested, once she’d got her breath back.

“Our own mum, or each other’s,” Camille asked.

“I want to kiss my mum for a bit,” Piper replied.

Camille bounced across the room, overjoyed at the thought of kissing her mother, and kissing her properly this time.

Mel was lying along the second sofa, Rachel between her legs, she looked exhausted. Piper watched her for a while; this was the first time she’d properly looked at her mother naked, well, at least since she was a baby. Piper was most interested in Mel’s boobs, they were almost perfect hemispheres, they wobbled in a most delightful manner as Rachel worked her pussy. Disappointingly, they didn’t seem to stick out much more than her own, and her disappointment must have shown on her face.

“What’s the matter, honey?” Mel asked, “do you want Rachel to move?”

“No ... it’s just I thought your boobs were bigger ... they’re the same size as mine ... will mine not grow bigger?”

Mel reached down and tapped Rachel’s head, she looked up and saw Piper and Camille standing at the end of the sofa.

“I think Piper needs a mummy cuddle,” Mel told Rachel.

Once Rachel had moved away, Mel motioned for Piper, who fell into her mother’s arms on the sofa.

“Big boobs aren’t everything you know, for a start, I bet Rachel gets a sore back when it’s her time of the month...”

“Oh yes, that’s very true, and when I was breast feeding, it was like I had a rucksack on my chest,” Rachel replied.

“But ... I’d like them to be a bit bigger,” Piper replied as Mel pulled her into a hug.

“If it makes you feel better, my mum had big boobs, somewhere between me and Rachel. And your dad’s mum, her tits were huge.”

“I’ve never seen Dad’s mum,” Piper replied.

“You met her when you were little, you were probably too young to remember her.

“Why did she die?” Piper asked.

“She was crossing the road to go to the Co-op and she was hit by a car. The police think the driver was doing about 60mph, which is insane. They went to prison for a long time, but now isn’t the time for sad thoughts,” Mel added, kissing Piper tenderly.

The tender kiss quickly grew into a passionate one, Mel holding Piper tightly as her daughter started to grind against her mons. Their tongues intertwined as Piper moved faster and faster, pressing into her mother harder and harder until they both screamed as they came.

“Oh shit! I’ve wee’d on you mum! I’m so sorry!”

At this news, Camille dashed over, she slipped a hand between Piper and Mel.

“It’s warm,” she cried, “you squirted Piper, Mel made you squirt!”

“Are you sure it’s not wee? It felt like I was weeing.”

Camille held her palm up to Piper’s lips, “taste it, it’s sweet like mine was.”

“Oh wow, you made me squirt mum!”

“I think that was all your own work, honey. You were grinding so hard I feared for the sofa.”

“That one’s pretty strong,” Rachel told them, “this sofa would die if you tried it on here; then Jacques would cry, as it’s very old and very valuable.”

“The man in the park,” Rachel said as they relaxed a little later, “what did you say he was called?”

“Peter,” Camille replied, “he’s very polite and didn’t smell at all. We took him to that nice glass cafe on the front, the staff there all know him.”

“OK, but please be careful about talking to strangers in future, especially men who live in parks. Anyway, Mel, do you remember the old guy who used to watch the little girls playing in the splash park, and on the beach?”

“Oh yes, Bert! Now, he was a weirdo. He used to sit on the beach with a blanket over his lap. I wonder what he was doing underneath?”

“Do you mean Dirty Bertie?” Sonia asked, “Small guy, had a limp.”

“Yes!” Rachel cried, “that’s him.”

“Ahh, it’s quite sad. He once had a few private dances at the lounge. He’d won a load on the horses and spent most of it on me that night. When a guy has a dance, unless they’re very drunk, I can feel their erection. If he’s a big guy, and I’m feeling horny, I can cum in their lap, everyone’s a winner when that happens. Anyway, I couldn’t feel a cock in Bertie’s pants at all, but he obviously had one, because after the 4^th dance he came, and it wasn’t a minor event, it’s like he’d pissed himself, I thought he’d been saving it up for a few weeks. He apologised, then he asked if he could have the full service, which was code for sex.

“Charlie had set up a room upstairs, so any of his girls willing to do full service didn’t have to use hotels. The men had to pay Charlie £30 for the room, everything else went to the girl. I wasn’t sure I wanted to have sex with Bertie, I liked older men, but he was older than I was used to, and he wasn’t very clean. He offered me £200, which was more than twice what I’d usually expect, so I accepted. Luckily, the room had a shower, so I made him have one first. When he came back into the bedroom I saw why I couldn’t feel his penis, it was tiny, but it was very fat. I’ve never seen anything like it before or since.”

“Mum, didn’t you say that boy had a little penis, too short to have sex,” Camille asked Rachel.

“Yes, but it was short and thin, like your little finger. If it’s short and fat, how did you have intercourse?” Rachel asked Sonia.

“Well, first I blew him, it was like sucking a champagne cork, it was about the same length, but the mushroom head was twice as wide, almost too fat to fit in my mouth. When I’d got him hard, I pushed him on the bed and straddled him, pushing down hard I just about got him inside me. I moved my hips a few times and he came. Again, he came gallons, I can’t remember a single guy I’ve been with cumming so much, his lap was soaked.

“I dried myself and made him have another shower. Afterwards he wanted a second go, I told him it would cost another £200, he didn’t bat an eyelid. I pushed him back on the bed, got him hard again, straddled him and fuck me, he came just as quickly, and with just as much mess. This time he fell asleep, so I had a shower, dressed, took the money he owed from his wallet and went back downstairs. Charlie had one of his guys take Bertie home. I earned about £600 from him that night.