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A week had passed since that fateful night, when his mother Tina had taken his virginity, he had found her body to be much like Beryl, his grans, but with a bigger Clitorise, but basically it was very alike, the sex thing was beyond belief, and he had enjoyed the experience immensely… twice that night and again before that dratted alarm next day. He went off to school tired but happy, and his teacher, the school secretary and Della were all safe once more.
Gran being Gran had taken a back seat all week, she felt the couple had much to make up, but by the following weekend even she was feeling the strain, with her daughter walking on air and a grandson that now thought he was superman…
Saturday morning, the sound of sex above, rattling the light fittings down stairs, loaded the last straw on this camel`s back, and after they had finished and come down for a break, Beryl produced coffee and cake then across the dining table said…”enough is enough” and went on to explain to Tina that she felt left out, and wanted her share…
A long discussion followed, Tina not having realised grans full involvement till now.
The upshot was agreed alternate nights of passion for the two ladies, with Alec, then a night of ladies only, to let the lad recover, repeated again… Practically in theory it meant Gran on Mondays and Thursdays, Tina on Tuesdays and Fridays, a lesbian tryst on Wednesdays and Saturdays and on Sundays a nude day with a free for all if they had the energy! Ambitious though that seemed, it was typical of his grans practical solutions.
The rota was to begin on Monday next, so the weekend was declared a free for all weekend, even then, gran being gran said to even things up he would have her first, as so far he and her had had no actual full sex. By 9.30am they were in Beryl`s bed and the lad was showing his gran what Tina, his mother had taught him. It was awesome, and he left his seed deep in his gran, with a grunt of satisfaction second to none. She in fact said that “he was everything her husband and her son had ever been,” which confession about Jim took Tina by surprise, her not realising her Jim had ever slept with her mother in law. Fortunately, it caused a laugh rather than a rift. Especially when Beryl explained that it was a regular thing with her son in a layby on the way home, as they returned alternate weeks from the photographic club!
It seemed that Jim as driver got it both weeks as he was having his wife in the same layby when it was her week to be model! A glass was raised to Jim, he had had everyone fooled!
They ate dinner together, then they watched TV sat on the sofa, Alec in the centre, a hand under each dress, a finger on either joy button, as he liked to call clitorises, both ladies reacting as ladies do, wriggling in their seats as he brought them both to the boil, there was no doubt about it he was getting good at this sex thing.
Tired, the women dozed, the warm room and the excitement enough to bring on a good doze our hero though was as yet not sated, he sat slumped between two mature matrons, both attractive in a mature way and both willing to let him have sex, and he was stiff as a poker, they had cum and he had not, so which one should he attack, and knowing that to favour one over the other might well cause a problem, it was the judgement of Solomon. He did what we all would do… quietly slipping from the sofa and tiptoeing into the kitchen to finish the job by hand! He sat in his favourite chair at the table and did just that, remembering the tryst with his gran, and again with his mum, my god they were good, both of them, no differences except mothers eye and the size of her clit.
The necessary feelings came over him, seed flew, and after a moment he felt better, more elated, fulfilled and steadier than before, not so led by his dick. He tucked it away, cleaned up and returned to the sitting room next door.
The sofa was empty, no sign of either woman, the telly quietly chuntering on about the state of the nation, echoing round the empty room. They couldn’t have gone out, they would have needed to pass the kitchen or shut the front door which always made a noise…upstairs then… he switched off the telly and followed his nose…
He and his mum had rooms on the second floor, they shared a toilet and shower too but silence said they were not there, upstairs again then, Grans room and en-suite, as he climbed the stairs he heard whimpers and slurps that said he had found his quarry. The door at the stair top swung open to his touch, and there in what amounted to a bed-sit writhed the two ladies, both naked, on the floor, heads between legs in a classic 69 position. Wow, he had never before seen such a pairing, he had been working himself off and these two had found a way to enjoy one another… he quietly slipped into a convenient armchair, the two combatants, oblivious of his arrival.
They writhed and grunted their way towards an orgasm apiece of the finest magnitude. He pulled it out once more, and in the finest tradition of young men it was as stiff as any poker, his hand instinctively caressed the thing his eyes never leaving the two women.
Quite how long this went on who knows, it was like time standing still. Suddenly Gran stiffened then gave a strangled cry, which then had her daughter, and ultimately her grandson finishing the tryst in a spectacular fashion. They lay sated, each in his or her own world.
Slowly they returned to reality, the evening darkening the little room as the women sat on the carpet, at his feet, arms round one another.
Spontaneous laughter followed, and Tina said, wow Beryl, we haven’t done that in a year or two.
He looked askance, and his gran said, “Yes lad we used to enjoy one another when Jim was on shift!”
She grinned, “we used to get pretty turned on with those photographers, I know I did, they had us doing all sorts individually at the dungeon, and I would get pretty turned on, I did blow jobs, and hand jobs for them.” She paused, Tina nodding too and saying, “I never went further as Jim said not too.”
“I spose that’s why we both let Jim have us on the way home each week, though neither of us let on to one another…” both women laughed, then Beryl reached out to a bookrack of albums and found one that suited her purpose, she swung herself round and side by side their backs to the armchair she thumbed through the album of pictures, both Tina and herself featuring strongly, and chuckling at the positions the randy photographers had posed them in, his eyes never left the pages as they all pawed over them.
She explained that, “when Tina had been hospitalised, she had found Tinas albums, and the spare loose pictures and had added them to her own collection up here out of harm`s way!” some were quite mild, and some, the later ones were not so mild as the men learnt just how far we would go…
Tina especially was a dishy young lady at that time, and the pictures reflected that, some outdoor ones beside the canal, were very attractive, now they would be called flashing a boob stuff or in a couple of cases Knicker-less flashing, but all were fairly well constructed shots.
By the second album the subject was Beryl and the shots again were on a summer evening, this time at the river.
Again, riskay but not crude, though one or two had more skin than clothing on show! Progressively the shots got more sensual, and more riskay.
By the end of the fourth album Tina was naked, indoors, her hands tied up to wall bars in some school type gymnasium, her charms, perhaps not as well filled out as nowadays, but impressive none the less, fully on display and her legs though together, displaying a neat patch of tidy hair. Beryl said that “it was what they termed ‘the dungeon’ the old school hall, they used for evening activities, art club, French, the drama group the Monday night jazz group and this photographic club, the caretaker being their film club secretary.” Tina said, “yes and a randier old goat she never met!” which had them laughing. Beryl reached for the next album, by now the lad showed signs of being eager to see what they had been up to, he had grown used to the sight of his mother and grandmothers naked bodies, and he wanted more…much more and they knew it!
A series of pictures of Beryl secured over a vaulting horse and with various very stiff men taking her mouth, and her back passage, then the caretaker, “old Whitaker,” Tina said, with a wide belt striking Beryl`s arse while another appendage kept her screams from echoing round the room…
That brought forth a “wow!” from Alec,
Tina hung from the parallel bars in a wide legged X, her genitalia held open and a close up of her peeing into a bucket, of a vibrator deep in her body, of her nipples, and her not inconsiderable clitorise being fingered to the point of climax, and not just once either. She said it had not been so funny that night, erotic but not funny as there was a dozen in and they had all fingered her to climax! She said she “went home exhausted, though Jim still had his way in their regular layby!”
She went on to ask Beryl about what ‘they’ did to her and had she enjoyed it, saying this being fetched off a dozen times was the hardest night she had had with them, though she had given10 blow jobs one night and had been giving hand shandies on the night of the accident!
Beryl blushed a little then said in a rather quiet way, that “old Whitaker, had seen something in her that enjoyed being used” she paused the three eyes appraising her carefully, “He found I liked being abused, used and so on and many is the night I went homeward mu arse on fire or not wanting to sit down!” she laughed, but come I had, time and again.
“Jim used to go to the pub 100yds away to wait for us as he was never interested in photography, so he never knew, but keeping my sore abused or bruised bits from him was sometimes a problem on the way home!”
She pushed the pile of albums to one side and reached for a particular red covered album, hesitated then before opening it said, this and its two mates, (she nodded at another two red books.) Well I`ve never shown anyone, just using them to stir my memories.” She smiled, “after you were hospitalised Tina, I had Alec to look after, Liz babysat him for me once a month, staying overnight in your room, and ‘old Whitaker,’ always fetched me to the dungeon, and home again as I`ve never learnt to drive,” she smiled “perhaps I felt guilty I don’t know, they had got some other models by then, who did ‘glamour shots’ but after they had gone, a few ‘special cameramen’ stayed behind and I was used… and used hard at my own request, it was my only outlet, and they abused my body, and fucked me up hill and down for a while.”
She looked at them both, then said, “They paid well, and it kept us in food, but I must admit I loved giving myself to be tied up and used. Don’t ask why, I have no idea,” she paused again as they silently watched her collect her thoughts.
“From leaving the house it was a mental thing, exciting and erotic, knowing that leering bastard Whitaker, was going to use me hard, and leave his cum in me like some two bit whore…wow that was exciting, and coming home with a belly-full and sore and abused body… wow was that special!”
He asked if “Liz had ever clicked on?” to be told, that “She was always in bed and asleep by the time I got home, and fresh clothes and a smile at breakfast disguised the discomfort, though my arse and sometimes my tits were usually bruised badly, and took a day or two to settle down!”
She opened the book, the opening shot was of her undressing under the watchful eye of “old Whitaker,” subsequent shots showed her passively having her wrists bound behind her, a gag placed in her mouth and then in various poses, tied over a vaulting horse, against the wall bars, and over a box, and later pictures were of the men, five or six of them and all middle aged, using her backside with a belt, till it was red and very marked, pictures of her face as she cried and shook her head with the pain, the men then using her one at a time, pictures of seed dribbling from her used sex, or her arse, all of course perfectly focussed, and erotic.
Tina and Alec looked through the album with eyes like saucers, Tina licking her lips, and saying, “wow, and this happened once a month?” a nod of affirmation, by Beryl, then Tina while reaching for the next album said quietly, “That bastard Cyriolamentalasis, the one we called Cyril, did this to me most evenings, he loved it... I didn’t, I hated it and him” the room fell silent, then she added, “he and that other pig would do it to me if I had not pleased their client, or clients…”
She opened the next album to see a full face shot of her mother in law her mouth open in a scream, that the graphic picture captured in a way that you could almost hear the sound… Beryl`s face was a red flush, as she awaited for Tina to turn the page. This she did to find a longer shot, this time of the reason for the scream. The woman was tied to the wall bars face out, Whitaker, had her left breast in his hand and was pushing a long hatpin into the nipple with a look of intense satisfaction. Tina her eyes on the picture said, “and you gave yourself to him for this treatment?” Beryl nodded. “yes, it was strange I know but at the time I needed to be used, pained, oh I don’t know, I felt guilty, if you remember we had swapped weeks as I had had a cold, you had gone in my place and the smash happened that night on the way home…!”
The album was forgotten for a moment and Tina looked at Beryl and quietly said, “oh yes, I had forgotten, it explains a lot about you and your attitude, and so on, but your being silly, it could have been the other way round, its life, fate, luck of the draw, it happens…!”
They kissed, then the page was turned, and the moment passed. Page after page, picture after picture, two or three cameras capturing the same images from different angles, the needle slowly entering her breast, a second being inserted in the other breast, facial contortions, the belt being used in another position, on a low box type horse, the belt striking between her open thigh`s while she suckled on Whitaker`s tool, this time not secured, but her hands held by two of the men. The variations were endless, shot after shot , things in her mouth, in her sex, her anus, cum on her tits, her face, someone pissing on her face and in her mouth, every set finishing with her standing to have whatever damage she had, pictured before she dressed to go home, always with a smile that said she felt better, her stress relieved.
The third album was more of the same stuff, picture after picture, some small some enlargements, all perfect shots and all very graphic.
The last picture in the last album was of all the men at old Whitaker`s funeral, she said “it had been the stress when he found the school was for demolition and he was to retire, things had not been the same after that and the group had disbanded, though they were offered another venue it was not in anyway suitable, being a church hall with windows and open to the public!”
Tina asked “if it was long ago and did she miss it all, but Beryl smiled, said “it was a wrench at the time” but that “her grandson just then had started to be sexually nosey so although I do miss being abused, I had a distraction!”
They put the albums back on the shelf tidily, then all three still naked they went downstairs to prepare a salad, Alec declaring this sex business hungry work.
A week had passed since that fateful night, when his mother Tina had taken his virginity, he had found her body to be much like Beryl, his grans, but with a bigger Clitorise, but basically it was very alike, the sex thing was beyond belief, and he had enjoyed the experience immensely… twice that night and again before that dratted alarm next day. He went off to school tired but happy, and his teacher, the school secretary and Della were all safe once more.
Gran being Gran had taken a back seat all week, she felt the couple had much to make up, but by the following weekend even she was feeling the strain, with her daughter walking on air and a grandson that now thought he was superman…
Saturday morning, the sound of sex above, rattling the light fittings down stairs, loaded the last straw on this camel`s back, and after they had finished and come down for a break, Beryl produced coffee and cake then across the dining table said…”enough is enough” and went on to explain to Tina that she felt left out, and wanted her share…
A long discussion followed, Tina not having realised grans full involvement till now.
The upshot was agreed alternate nights of passion for the two ladies, with Alec, then a night of ladies only, to let the lad recover, repeated again… Practically in theory it meant Gran on Mondays and Thursdays, Tina on Tuesdays and Fridays, a lesbian tryst on Wednesdays and Saturdays and on Sundays a nude day with a free for all if they had the energy! Ambitious though that seemed, it was typical of his grans practical solutions.
The rota was to begin on Monday next, so the weekend was declared a free for all weekend, even then, gran being gran said to even things up he would have her first, as so far he and her had had no actual full sex. By 9.30am they were in Beryl`s bed and the lad was showing his gran what Tina, his mother had taught him. It was awesome, and he left his seed deep in his gran, with a grunt of satisfaction second to none. She in fact said that “he was everything her husband and her son had ever been,” which confession about Jim took Tina by surprise, her not realising her Jim had ever slept with her mother in law. Fortunately, it caused a laugh rather than a rift. Especially when Beryl explained that it was a regular thing with her son in a layby on the way home, as they returned alternate weeks from the photographic club!
It seemed that Jim as driver got it both weeks as he was having his wife in the same layby when it was her week to be model! A glass was raised to Jim, he had had everyone fooled!
They ate dinner together, then they watched TV sat on the sofa, Alec in the centre, a hand under each dress, a finger on either joy button, as he liked to call clitorises, both ladies reacting as ladies do, wriggling in their seats as he brought them both to the boil, there was no doubt about it he was getting good at this sex thing.
Tired, the women dozed, the warm room and the excitement enough to bring on a good doze our hero though was as yet not sated, he sat slumped between two mature matrons, both attractive in a mature way and both willing to let him have sex, and he was stiff as a poker, they had cum and he had not, so which one should he attack, and knowing that to favour one over the other might well cause a problem, it was the judgement of Solomon. He did what we all would do… quietly slipping from the sofa and tiptoeing into the kitchen to finish the job by hand! He sat in his favourite chair at the table and did just that, remembering the tryst with his gran, and again with his mum, my god they were good, both of them, no differences except mothers eye and the size of her clit.
The necessary feelings came over him, seed flew, and after a moment he felt better, more elated, fulfilled and steadier than before, not so led by his dick. He tucked it away, cleaned up and returned to the sitting room next door.
The sofa was empty, no sign of either woman, the telly quietly chuntering on about the state of the nation, echoing round the empty room. They couldn’t have gone out, they would have needed to pass the kitchen or shut the front door which always made a noise…upstairs then… he switched off the telly and followed his nose…
He and his mum had rooms on the second floor, they shared a toilet and shower too but silence said they were not there, upstairs again then, Grans room and en-suite, as he climbed the stairs he heard whimpers and slurps that said he had found his quarry. The door at the stair top swung open to his touch, and there in what amounted to a bed-sit writhed the two ladies, both naked, on the floor, heads between legs in a classic 69 position. Wow, he had never before seen such a pairing, he had been working himself off and these two had found a way to enjoy one another… he quietly slipped into a convenient armchair, the two combatants, oblivious of his arrival.
They writhed and grunted their way towards an orgasm apiece of the finest magnitude. He pulled it out once more, and in the finest tradition of young men it was as stiff as any poker, his hand instinctively caressed the thing his eyes never leaving the two women.
Quite how long this went on who knows, it was like time standing still. Suddenly Gran stiffened then gave a strangled cry, which then had her daughter, and ultimately her grandson finishing the tryst in a spectacular fashion. They lay sated, each in his or her own world.
Slowly they returned to reality, the evening darkening the little room as the women sat on the carpet, at his feet, arms round one another.
Spontaneous laughter followed, and Tina said, wow Beryl, we haven’t done that in a year or two.
He looked askance, and his gran said, “Yes lad we used to enjoy one another when Jim was on shift!”
She grinned, “we used to get pretty turned on with those photographers, I know I did, they had us doing all sorts individually at the dungeon, and I would get pretty turned on, I did blow jobs, and hand jobs for them.” She paused, Tina nodding too and saying, “I never went further as Jim said not too.”
“I spose that’s why we both let Jim have us on the way home each week, though neither of us let on to one another…” both women laughed, then Beryl reached out to a bookrack of albums and found one that suited her purpose, she swung herself round and side by side their backs to the armchair she thumbed through the album of pictures, both Tina and herself featuring strongly, and chuckling at the positions the randy photographers had posed them in, his eyes never left the pages as they all pawed over them.
She explained that, “when Tina had been hospitalised, she had found Tinas albums, and the spare loose pictures and had added them to her own collection up here out of harm`s way!” some were quite mild, and some, the later ones were not so mild as the men learnt just how far we would go…
Tina especially was a dishy young lady at that time, and the pictures reflected that, some outdoor ones beside the canal, were very attractive, now they would be called flashing a boob stuff or in a couple of cases Knicker-less flashing, but all were fairly well constructed shots.
By the second album the subject was Beryl and the shots again were on a summer evening, this time at the river.
Again, riskay but not crude, though one or two had more skin than clothing on show! Progressively the shots got more sensual, and more riskay.
By the end of the fourth album Tina was naked, indoors, her hands tied up to wall bars in some school type gymnasium, her charms, perhaps not as well filled out as nowadays, but impressive none the less, fully on display and her legs though together, displaying a neat patch of tidy hair. Beryl said that “it was what they termed ‘the dungeon’ the old school hall, they used for evening activities, art club, French, the drama group the Monday night jazz group and this photographic club, the caretaker being their film club secretary.” Tina said, “yes and a randier old goat she never met!” which had them laughing. Beryl reached for the next album, by now the lad showed signs of being eager to see what they had been up to, he had grown used to the sight of his mother and grandmothers naked bodies, and he wanted more…much more and they knew it!
A series of pictures of Beryl secured over a vaulting horse and with various very stiff men taking her mouth, and her back passage, then the caretaker, “old Whitaker,” Tina said, with a wide belt striking Beryl`s arse while another appendage kept her screams from echoing round the room…
That brought forth a “wow!” from Alec,
Tina hung from the parallel bars in a wide legged X, her genitalia held open and a close up of her peeing into a bucket, of a vibrator deep in her body, of her nipples, and her not inconsiderable clitorise being fingered to the point of climax, and not just once either. She said it had not been so funny that night, erotic but not funny as there was a dozen in and they had all fingered her to climax! She said she “went home exhausted, though Jim still had his way in their regular layby!”
She went on to ask Beryl about what ‘they’ did to her and had she enjoyed it, saying this being fetched off a dozen times was the hardest night she had had with them, though she had given10 blow jobs one night and had been giving hand shandies on the night of the accident!
Beryl blushed a little then said in a rather quiet way, that “old Whitaker, had seen something in her that enjoyed being used” she paused the three eyes appraising her carefully, “He found I liked being abused, used and so on and many is the night I went homeward mu arse on fire or not wanting to sit down!” she laughed, but come I had, time and again.
“Jim used to go to the pub 100yds away to wait for us as he was never interested in photography, so he never knew, but keeping my sore abused or bruised bits from him was sometimes a problem on the way home!”
She pushed the pile of albums to one side and reached for a particular red covered album, hesitated then before opening it said, this and its two mates, (she nodded at another two red books.) Well I`ve never shown anyone, just using them to stir my memories.” She smiled, “after you were hospitalised Tina, I had Alec to look after, Liz babysat him for me once a month, staying overnight in your room, and ‘old Whitaker,’ always fetched me to the dungeon, and home again as I`ve never learnt to drive,” she smiled “perhaps I felt guilty I don’t know, they had got some other models by then, who did ‘glamour shots’ but after they had gone, a few ‘special cameramen’ stayed behind and I was used… and used hard at my own request, it was my only outlet, and they abused my body, and fucked me up hill and down for a while.”
She looked at them both, then said, “They paid well, and it kept us in food, but I must admit I loved giving myself to be tied up and used. Don’t ask why, I have no idea,” she paused again as they silently watched her collect her thoughts.
“From leaving the house it was a mental thing, exciting and erotic, knowing that leering bastard Whitaker, was going to use me hard, and leave his cum in me like some two bit whore…wow that was exciting, and coming home with a belly-full and sore and abused body… wow was that special!”
He asked if “Liz had ever clicked on?” to be told, that “She was always in bed and asleep by the time I got home, and fresh clothes and a smile at breakfast disguised the discomfort, though my arse and sometimes my tits were usually bruised badly, and took a day or two to settle down!”
She opened the book, the opening shot was of her undressing under the watchful eye of “old Whitaker,” subsequent shots showed her passively having her wrists bound behind her, a gag placed in her mouth and then in various poses, tied over a vaulting horse, against the wall bars, and over a box, and later pictures were of the men, five or six of them and all middle aged, using her backside with a belt, till it was red and very marked, pictures of her face as she cried and shook her head with the pain, the men then using her one at a time, pictures of seed dribbling from her used sex, or her arse, all of course perfectly focussed, and erotic.
Tina and Alec looked through the album with eyes like saucers, Tina licking her lips, and saying, “wow, and this happened once a month?” a nod of affirmation, by Beryl, then Tina while reaching for the next album said quietly, “That bastard Cyriolamentalasis, the one we called Cyril, did this to me most evenings, he loved it... I didn’t, I hated it and him” the room fell silent, then she added, “he and that other pig would do it to me if I had not pleased their client, or clients…”
She opened the next album to see a full face shot of her mother in law her mouth open in a scream, that the graphic picture captured in a way that you could almost hear the sound… Beryl`s face was a red flush, as she awaited for Tina to turn the page. This she did to find a longer shot, this time of the reason for the scream. The woman was tied to the wall bars face out, Whitaker, had her left breast in his hand and was pushing a long hatpin into the nipple with a look of intense satisfaction. Tina her eyes on the picture said, “and you gave yourself to him for this treatment?” Beryl nodded. “yes, it was strange I know but at the time I needed to be used, pained, oh I don’t know, I felt guilty, if you remember we had swapped weeks as I had had a cold, you had gone in my place and the smash happened that night on the way home…!”
The album was forgotten for a moment and Tina looked at Beryl and quietly said, “oh yes, I had forgotten, it explains a lot about you and your attitude, and so on, but your being silly, it could have been the other way round, its life, fate, luck of the draw, it happens…!”
They kissed, then the page was turned, and the moment passed. Page after page, picture after picture, two or three cameras capturing the same images from different angles, the needle slowly entering her breast, a second being inserted in the other breast, facial contortions, the belt being used in another position, on a low box type horse, the belt striking between her open thigh`s while she suckled on Whitaker`s tool, this time not secured, but her hands held by two of the men. The variations were endless, shot after shot , things in her mouth, in her sex, her anus, cum on her tits, her face, someone pissing on her face and in her mouth, every set finishing with her standing to have whatever damage she had, pictured before she dressed to go home, always with a smile that said she felt better, her stress relieved.
The third album was more of the same stuff, picture after picture, some small some enlargements, all perfect shots and all very graphic.
The last picture in the last album was of all the men at old Whitaker`s funeral, she said “it had been the stress when he found the school was for demolition and he was to retire, things had not been the same after that and the group had disbanded, though they were offered another venue it was not in anyway suitable, being a church hall with windows and open to the public!”
Tina asked “if it was long ago and did she miss it all, but Beryl smiled, said “it was a wrench at the time” but that “her grandson just then had started to be sexually nosey so although I do miss being abused, I had a distraction!”
They put the albums back on the shelf tidily, then all three still naked they went downstairs to prepare a salad, Alec declaring this sex business hungry work.
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