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Lesley sat in the staff room talking to a delivery driver who was on his 30 minute driving break. He was a funny guy and he temporary made her forget about the pounding she had just had in Mcpeevies shower and then over his desk. He was telling her a funny story about delivering to a psychiatric hospital and being 'captured' by an inmate. She was sure it was made up, but it was funny anyway. She stood too refill his tea mug, and felt the tenderness in the cheeks of her backside, as she moved. Mcpeevie had given her a real pasting and she was sure her derrière was black and blue.
"Are you ok Miss? You in pain?" The man asked with a concerned tone.
"Yes...I'm fine. Just a sore back" she lied. "Must have been lying funny last night"
The man looked at Lesley's arse as she stood up and walked towards the sink to refill the kettle. 'Worth a poke' he thought. What he didn't know was that in the past two hours, before his arrival, she had had a marathon sex session with her manager and lover, big Al Mcpeevie. During that session she had been finger fucked to orgasm while peeing in her pants, took a razor to his very erect cock and shaved him from the navel, right under to his huge swinging bollocks and arsehole. The hot water had kept his skin supple and the sharp razor had left him as smooth as what she was. She used some moisturiser to smooth the well sc****d skin, then applied even more onto her hands and then used the greasy hands to prepare his cock even more for her slut holes.
"Would you like a massage...Im pretty good."
"Oh I'm fine...thanks anyway" she replied, knowing fine well that all he wanted to do was stick his cock into her pussy. She might have let him, had it not been for the sperm, she could still feel seeping out of her abused sex. She couldn't have let him do her anus either, because she wouldn't have been able to feel him. Such had been the extent of Mcpeevies performance and dominance of his sexual plaything. Three weeks ago, Lesley would never have seen the mans offer of a massage, as a way for him to get into her knickers. She was more streetwise now.
"Best get going pet.. " He said after drinking his second cup of tea. "I'm back next week....how dya fancy coming out for a drink with me"
"My boyfriend might not like it"
"Don't tell him" he replied with a cheeky grin on his face.
"Ah...your like a sailor...girl in every port.....haha"
"Not me pet....just fancy some company...that's all"
"So it would just be a drink, and you wouldn't try any....funny business!"
"Sure....that's all. Just a drink and a bit of a laugh"
"Sorry....know good to me that....I need a good shag if I'm going out..... Sorry" and she blew him a kiss and walked out the door, wiggling her bum as she went.
"Well I'll be, damned" said the delivery driver to himself and smiled. "Didn't see that coming.!"
Ooooo
Mcpeevie caressed his smooth nether regions and thought how it didn't seem like his cock. He could see a droplet of cum, on the edge of his desk, and wiped it off with his finger. That Lesley never failed to surprise him, she was some girl. He didn't think their was anything she wouldn't do for him and he intended to find out if he was right. He had face fucked her in the shower, after she had shaved him with the cut throat razor, then had used her body without remorse, untill he filled her cunt up with his filth. No matter what he did, from using her vaginally, anally, and orally..to slapping her arse, then her tits.....she called for more. When he battered her rectum she stuffed three fingers in her cunt and massaged his cock through the thin membrane....egging him on....to fuck her body, harder. She was insatiable.
He looked at his half naked body in the large office mirror and admired the work of his sex slave. She'd done a good job. His cock looked bigger and....menacing. He was pleased. And hard again. She wasn't the only one, he thought. He was fairly insatiable too.
Ooooo
Lesley texted Rob, a picture, taken in the toilets, of her battered pussy with the sperm still drying in her knickers. She added a note, saying that that was a result of her shaving his cock. She added that she had snow boarded Mcpeevie after swallowing his cum but unfortunately didn't have it on film, but was sure she could get him to do it again.
Fifteen minutes later, when Rob hadn't replied, she forgot about it and took her favourite person his dinner.
"Hello gorgeous. Your looking fantastic...pass me my glasses will you...think I'm hallucinating. Haha."
She closed the door and replied. "I've been checking your records Ernie. Seems you haven't got your funeral planned yet. I was wondering if I could contact any relatives of yours to tell them of your imminent demise."
"Haha...you fucking wish. Not yet...anyway. AND...ANYWAY....wouldn't need too, if it were happening, that is. Haha"
"Why...what do you mean."
"Well...maybe I've a close relative nearby!"
"Who the fuck is close to you? Nobody visits you...your an old pariah."
"Charmed I'm fucking sure.....see, ya fucking wrong. I get a visitor every day. So fucking their!"
"The last visitor you had was a 'church friend' and she'd got the wrong person. The last relative, was in 2012 and he, your nephew only came to witness a change in your will.....cutting him out of it. That was cruel."
"Funny as fuck it was. Sure he was a turd burglar. Haha"
"Still cruel!"
"Ya still wrong though...I get a visitor from the fruit of my loins, most days of the week. So fucking there....cunt"
"Ya dreaming...eat ya meal, I'll come back shortly...."
"Aye...whatever."
Ernie was pretty sure he was right though. In the past few days he'd thought a lot about it, and was now confident that Lesley could very easily be his biological daughter. When he had been shagging her mother, all those years ago, he, and not the other two shagging her, had refused to where a condom. He knew this, because she had told him. He believed her because she told him everything they did to her. She had the morals of an alley cat. But wasn't a liar. He believed he could be her father. And laughed.
Ooooo.
"Lesley.....phone...for you."
"Me....who wants me?"
"Well...what you do is say 'hello, Lesley here...can I help?' Then they tell you!" Sylvia sarcasticly said.
"Fuck off. Heehee."
"Hello Lesley here...can I help?" She said into the phone, mimicking Sylvia.
"Hello...I was wondering if you fancied a drink, sometime...then I'd rip ya knickers off and shag the arse off ya".
"Oh...hello...again...well....why didn't you say that before...I'd love too. Haha. Next time, your near....ring me...you might just get lucky. Here's my number..."
"Cheers Lesley.....your a star...I'm Kevin by the way, I'll text ya."
"Ok cheers....bye sexy"
"Who the fuck was that?" A confused Sylvia asked.
"Just another man who recognises my talents,,,,"she laughed.
"Here...girl, your getting worse than me....."
"Surely not.." She said feigning shock.
"Ha fucking ha..."
"He's a delivery driver, and he's called....Kevin I think. Heehee. Wants a date..
"What...him that was just in?.... He's my age you old slapper. Haha. You'll be done for cradle snatching. Be in all the papers you know....they'll call you a sex pest. '49 year old divorcée in relationship with young boy!' Haha....good for you girl!... Don't suppose you'd do a threesome?"
"Fuck off, Sylvia. You haven't got time. Haha"
"Like you have?... You've had more cock in you in the last three weeks than you've had in thirty years....even if it is with...you know who.."
"Don't go there...mind. I know your shagging him too so don't take the high ground on this one" she replied with an altered tone.
"Oh..er...I'm er....."
."embarrassed...would that be the word your looking for."
"Lesley..I. I. "
"Look, don't worry. Their is plenty to go round. He's capable of doing every female here and still have some left. He's an a****l in bed and phwa!!!! what he's doing to my body...is....well, you can guess. He's doing the same to you!"
"Yes, I'm sorry though. I'm a proper cow. When he did me that first time I thought I'd just lost my virginity.....to a fucking horse. Haha. Just...had to go back, for more. When I knocked at his door, and then opened it. I thought.....'what the fuck am I doing here'....ten minutes later, I'd been reminded! He's without doubt the best shag I've ever had."
"Yes.....I'm worried though. I think I'm becoming addicted to his cock. Oh, and his tongue...have you had that yet?"
"God yes....it's like a snakes...haha. I've got to keep my eyes shut though. When I look down and see that balding head between my thighs, I nearly burst out laughing...then he coils it right up me and I nearly go into spasm...it's fucking awesome. Pity we couldn't transplant his cock and tongue onto someone more.....'pleasant' on the eye...heeheeheehee" The two of them were nearly wetting them selves in laughter and didn't here Dot behind them listening in to their conversation.
"Fuck sake...ya both shagging Mcpeevie. Think I'll have to get a piece if he's that fucking good."
Lesley and Sylvia looked at each other again....and again burst out laughing.
Oooooo
Lesley lay in the bath, at home, looking forward to a quiet night. Her two abused holes were recovered nicely, and she thought about Kevin, the delivery man. He'd do for practice, she mused, and wondered how well hung he was. She thought what a size queen she was turning into, and chastised herself for it. Her memory went back to her former husband and how she had thought he was of average size. Judging by the dozen, or so, men she had had sex with recently, he certainly wasn't. In fact, on hindsight, he was one 'useless fucker' and not worth her now vanished anger. Her only regret with him was his absence from the boys lives. That was a shame. The cunt.
Dressed in shorts and a little tight tee shirt she went downstairs and started with the tea. Dad was invited. The boys favourite, when they were all together, was shepherds pie, and that was what she was cooking. Her phone pinged. 'Kevin' was the sender....
"Hi sexy Geordie bird...u ok?"
"Where you from?...n how old r u?"
"Manchester...and I'm 33"
"Your just a boy....Im old enough to be your mother!"
"I'd love to suckle my 'new' mother"
"Your terrible..."
"No I'm not...I'm fucking brilliant!"
"Says who?"
"Me...haha"
"Yea yea. Typical....all mouth and trousers.."
"I'm up on Friday...fancy?"
"Maybe...I'll see"
"What you wearing?"
"Saucy bugger!"
"Just wondering what my Geordie milf is wearing...lol"
"Shorts and a tee shirt."
"What...no knickers?"
"Nope"
"I'd love a picture...pleeeese"
"Send me one first...."
"Ok"
It took ten minutes for the phone to ping again. A picture message with a message along side...saying...'for you'
She opened it, already guessing the content. She was pleasantly surprised. The photograph showed the man she recognised as Kevin, standing in a room facing a long mirror taking a 'mirror selfie' of himself, wearing only a pair of boxers, sporting an erection which was tenting the front of his shorts. She had expected a pic of his exposed cock.
Another message read..."your turn"
Her thoughts went back to when she had entertained the lads at the stag party and then realised that 'kevin' was a lot older than them. This was reassuring. She didn't want to get into something with someone too young. She applied a little make up and a really bright lipstick, combed her hair, and stripped off her shorts and tee shirt. She thought of shocking him with a naked selfie, but decided on a little modesty. She took a mirror down off her bedroom wall and propped it up,against her wall,,behind her pillows. The angle of the mirror, when she lay on the bed facing it, showed the reflection of her bare back, her exposed naked bum and crossed, raised at the knee, legs. The vision, even though she thought it herself, looked, quite raunchy. She snapped a pic, off. She tried a few, different but similar, poses, searching for a really good one, but in the end settled for the first one. And sent it.
"Your fucking hot...if you don't mind me saying so...."
"I am. Your right...lol"
"Can I ring you...now"
"Yes..if you want....."
Ooooo
Geordie Ridley parked his car outside his 'daughters' house and the boys jumped out and went to play football with some friends in the street. He let himself into the house. He heard Lesley's voice.
"Yes....course I do...women like it too you know!"
"Last time....well, you know when I was talking to you...about thirty minutes before that....heehee. I'm a bad lass...I know."
"Who with?.... That I can't tell you,,sorry."
"Why not?... Well I cant tell you everything in one go, now can I... "
"Where? Ok....in the shower, then over his desk. Lasted ages....that's why when I told you I had a saw back.....you know....guess!"
"In one.....my bum was sore...not my back. Haha"
"That would be telling, now wouldn't it. Don't want to scare you off. Haha. But I'll give you a clue....baby oil. Hahahahahahahah"
"No more secrets...that's your lot for today. I'm cooking tea for my dad and my boys."
"No you dirty bastard. You'd have to book a hotel, I have standards. Haha"
"In your van?..... No fucking way...well, might give you a blowjob...when your driving...haha, see...imma bad girl. How bad, you'll just have to wait and see."
"No I don't carry a bottle of baby oil in my hand bag.....well, not always anyway. Haha"
"Ok....I admit it,,,I love been done in the bum. Now that's it....book a room and ill see you Friday. Oh....bring condoms...or, ya get nowt. Ok. Haha....what?...., ok ill send you another pic...later. I'm busy...yes..yes...I promise. Ok...speak later....what's your name again...oh yes. Kevin...sorry,,,bye bye Kevin....yes..yes...I will"
Geordie listened with a broken heart and an inappropriate erection. He slipped out the front door, and made a noisey re-entrance. "hi Lesley. .....just me"
"Ok dad...just been speaking to work....might have to work Friday night....you ok with the boys....?"
'Oh my god' a sad Geordie Ridley thought. 'Worse than her fucking mother!'
"Are you ok Miss? You in pain?" The man asked with a concerned tone.
"Yes...I'm fine. Just a sore back" she lied. "Must have been lying funny last night"
The man looked at Lesley's arse as she stood up and walked towards the sink to refill the kettle. 'Worth a poke' he thought. What he didn't know was that in the past two hours, before his arrival, she had had a marathon sex session with her manager and lover, big Al Mcpeevie. During that session she had been finger fucked to orgasm while peeing in her pants, took a razor to his very erect cock and shaved him from the navel, right under to his huge swinging bollocks and arsehole. The hot water had kept his skin supple and the sharp razor had left him as smooth as what she was. She used some moisturiser to smooth the well sc****d skin, then applied even more onto her hands and then used the greasy hands to prepare his cock even more for her slut holes.
"Would you like a massage...Im pretty good."
"Oh I'm fine...thanks anyway" she replied, knowing fine well that all he wanted to do was stick his cock into her pussy. She might have let him, had it not been for the sperm, she could still feel seeping out of her abused sex. She couldn't have let him do her anus either, because she wouldn't have been able to feel him. Such had been the extent of Mcpeevies performance and dominance of his sexual plaything. Three weeks ago, Lesley would never have seen the mans offer of a massage, as a way for him to get into her knickers. She was more streetwise now.
"Best get going pet.. " He said after drinking his second cup of tea. "I'm back next week....how dya fancy coming out for a drink with me"
"My boyfriend might not like it"
"Don't tell him" he replied with a cheeky grin on his face.
"Ah...your like a sailor...girl in every port.....haha"
"Not me pet....just fancy some company...that's all"
"So it would just be a drink, and you wouldn't try any....funny business!"
"Sure....that's all. Just a drink and a bit of a laugh"
"Sorry....know good to me that....I need a good shag if I'm going out..... Sorry" and she blew him a kiss and walked out the door, wiggling her bum as she went.
"Well I'll be, damned" said the delivery driver to himself and smiled. "Didn't see that coming.!"
Ooooo
Mcpeevie caressed his smooth nether regions and thought how it didn't seem like his cock. He could see a droplet of cum, on the edge of his desk, and wiped it off with his finger. That Lesley never failed to surprise him, she was some girl. He didn't think their was anything she wouldn't do for him and he intended to find out if he was right. He had face fucked her in the shower, after she had shaved him with the cut throat razor, then had used her body without remorse, untill he filled her cunt up with his filth. No matter what he did, from using her vaginally, anally, and orally..to slapping her arse, then her tits.....she called for more. When he battered her rectum she stuffed three fingers in her cunt and massaged his cock through the thin membrane....egging him on....to fuck her body, harder. She was insatiable.
He looked at his half naked body in the large office mirror and admired the work of his sex slave. She'd done a good job. His cock looked bigger and....menacing. He was pleased. And hard again. She wasn't the only one, he thought. He was fairly insatiable too.
Ooooo
Lesley texted Rob, a picture, taken in the toilets, of her battered pussy with the sperm still drying in her knickers. She added a note, saying that that was a result of her shaving his cock. She added that she had snow boarded Mcpeevie after swallowing his cum but unfortunately didn't have it on film, but was sure she could get him to do it again.
Fifteen minutes later, when Rob hadn't replied, she forgot about it and took her favourite person his dinner.
"Hello gorgeous. Your looking fantastic...pass me my glasses will you...think I'm hallucinating. Haha."
She closed the door and replied. "I've been checking your records Ernie. Seems you haven't got your funeral planned yet. I was wondering if I could contact any relatives of yours to tell them of your imminent demise."
"Haha...you fucking wish. Not yet...anyway. AND...ANYWAY....wouldn't need too, if it were happening, that is. Haha"
"Why...what do you mean."
"Well...maybe I've a close relative nearby!"
"Who the fuck is close to you? Nobody visits you...your an old pariah."
"Charmed I'm fucking sure.....see, ya fucking wrong. I get a visitor every day. So fucking their!"
"The last visitor you had was a 'church friend' and she'd got the wrong person. The last relative, was in 2012 and he, your nephew only came to witness a change in your will.....cutting him out of it. That was cruel."
"Funny as fuck it was. Sure he was a turd burglar. Haha"
"Still cruel!"
"Ya still wrong though...I get a visitor from the fruit of my loins, most days of the week. So fucking there....cunt"
"Ya dreaming...eat ya meal, I'll come back shortly...."
"Aye...whatever."
Ernie was pretty sure he was right though. In the past few days he'd thought a lot about it, and was now confident that Lesley could very easily be his biological daughter. When he had been shagging her mother, all those years ago, he, and not the other two shagging her, had refused to where a condom. He knew this, because she had told him. He believed her because she told him everything they did to her. She had the morals of an alley cat. But wasn't a liar. He believed he could be her father. And laughed.
Ooooo.
"Lesley.....phone...for you."
"Me....who wants me?"
"Well...what you do is say 'hello, Lesley here...can I help?' Then they tell you!" Sylvia sarcasticly said.
"Fuck off. Heehee."
"Hello Lesley here...can I help?" She said into the phone, mimicking Sylvia.
"Hello...I was wondering if you fancied a drink, sometime...then I'd rip ya knickers off and shag the arse off ya".
"Oh...hello...again...well....why didn't you say that before...I'd love too. Haha. Next time, your near....ring me...you might just get lucky. Here's my number..."
"Cheers Lesley.....your a star...I'm Kevin by the way, I'll text ya."
"Ok cheers....bye sexy"
"Who the fuck was that?" A confused Sylvia asked.
"Just another man who recognises my talents,,,,"she laughed.
"Here...girl, your getting worse than me....."
"Surely not.." She said feigning shock.
"Ha fucking ha..."
"He's a delivery driver, and he's called....Kevin I think. Heehee. Wants a date..
"What...him that was just in?.... He's my age you old slapper. Haha. You'll be done for cradle snatching. Be in all the papers you know....they'll call you a sex pest. '49 year old divorcée in relationship with young boy!' Haha....good for you girl!... Don't suppose you'd do a threesome?"
"Fuck off, Sylvia. You haven't got time. Haha"
"Like you have?... You've had more cock in you in the last three weeks than you've had in thirty years....even if it is with...you know who.."
"Don't go there...mind. I know your shagging him too so don't take the high ground on this one" she replied with an altered tone.
"Oh..er...I'm er....."
."embarrassed...would that be the word your looking for."
"Lesley..I. I. "
"Look, don't worry. Their is plenty to go round. He's capable of doing every female here and still have some left. He's an a****l in bed and phwa!!!! what he's doing to my body...is....well, you can guess. He's doing the same to you!"
"Yes, I'm sorry though. I'm a proper cow. When he did me that first time I thought I'd just lost my virginity.....to a fucking horse. Haha. Just...had to go back, for more. When I knocked at his door, and then opened it. I thought.....'what the fuck am I doing here'....ten minutes later, I'd been reminded! He's without doubt the best shag I've ever had."
"Yes.....I'm worried though. I think I'm becoming addicted to his cock. Oh, and his tongue...have you had that yet?"
"God yes....it's like a snakes...haha. I've got to keep my eyes shut though. When I look down and see that balding head between my thighs, I nearly burst out laughing...then he coils it right up me and I nearly go into spasm...it's fucking awesome. Pity we couldn't transplant his cock and tongue onto someone more.....'pleasant' on the eye...heeheeheehee" The two of them were nearly wetting them selves in laughter and didn't here Dot behind them listening in to their conversation.
"Fuck sake...ya both shagging Mcpeevie. Think I'll have to get a piece if he's that fucking good."
Lesley and Sylvia looked at each other again....and again burst out laughing.
Oooooo
Lesley lay in the bath, at home, looking forward to a quiet night. Her two abused holes were recovered nicely, and she thought about Kevin, the delivery man. He'd do for practice, she mused, and wondered how well hung he was. She thought what a size queen she was turning into, and chastised herself for it. Her memory went back to her former husband and how she had thought he was of average size. Judging by the dozen, or so, men she had had sex with recently, he certainly wasn't. In fact, on hindsight, he was one 'useless fucker' and not worth her now vanished anger. Her only regret with him was his absence from the boys lives. That was a shame. The cunt.
Dressed in shorts and a little tight tee shirt she went downstairs and started with the tea. Dad was invited. The boys favourite, when they were all together, was shepherds pie, and that was what she was cooking. Her phone pinged. 'Kevin' was the sender....
"Hi sexy Geordie bird...u ok?"
"Where you from?...n how old r u?"
"Manchester...and I'm 33"
"Your just a boy....Im old enough to be your mother!"
"I'd love to suckle my 'new' mother"
"Your terrible..."
"No I'm not...I'm fucking brilliant!"
"Says who?"
"Me...haha"
"Yea yea. Typical....all mouth and trousers.."
"I'm up on Friday...fancy?"
"Maybe...I'll see"
"What you wearing?"
"Saucy bugger!"
"Just wondering what my Geordie milf is wearing...lol"
"Shorts and a tee shirt."
"What...no knickers?"
"Nope"
"I'd love a picture...pleeeese"
"Send me one first...."
"Ok"
It took ten minutes for the phone to ping again. A picture message with a message along side...saying...'for you'
She opened it, already guessing the content. She was pleasantly surprised. The photograph showed the man she recognised as Kevin, standing in a room facing a long mirror taking a 'mirror selfie' of himself, wearing only a pair of boxers, sporting an erection which was tenting the front of his shorts. She had expected a pic of his exposed cock.
Another message read..."your turn"
Her thoughts went back to when she had entertained the lads at the stag party and then realised that 'kevin' was a lot older than them. This was reassuring. She didn't want to get into something with someone too young. She applied a little make up and a really bright lipstick, combed her hair, and stripped off her shorts and tee shirt. She thought of shocking him with a naked selfie, but decided on a little modesty. She took a mirror down off her bedroom wall and propped it up,against her wall,,behind her pillows. The angle of the mirror, when she lay on the bed facing it, showed the reflection of her bare back, her exposed naked bum and crossed, raised at the knee, legs. The vision, even though she thought it herself, looked, quite raunchy. She snapped a pic, off. She tried a few, different but similar, poses, searching for a really good one, but in the end settled for the first one. And sent it.
"Your fucking hot...if you don't mind me saying so...."
"I am. Your right...lol"
"Can I ring you...now"
"Yes..if you want....."
Ooooo
Geordie Ridley parked his car outside his 'daughters' house and the boys jumped out and went to play football with some friends in the street. He let himself into the house. He heard Lesley's voice.
"Yes....course I do...women like it too you know!"
"Last time....well, you know when I was talking to you...about thirty minutes before that....heehee. I'm a bad lass...I know."
"Who with?.... That I can't tell you,,sorry."
"Why not?... Well I cant tell you everything in one go, now can I... "
"Where? Ok....in the shower, then over his desk. Lasted ages....that's why when I told you I had a saw back.....you know....guess!"
"In one.....my bum was sore...not my back. Haha"
"That would be telling, now wouldn't it. Don't want to scare you off. Haha. But I'll give you a clue....baby oil. Hahahahahahahah"
"No more secrets...that's your lot for today. I'm cooking tea for my dad and my boys."
"No you dirty bastard. You'd have to book a hotel, I have standards. Haha"
"In your van?..... No fucking way...well, might give you a blowjob...when your driving...haha, see...imma bad girl. How bad, you'll just have to wait and see."
"No I don't carry a bottle of baby oil in my hand bag.....well, not always anyway. Haha"
"Ok....I admit it,,,I love been done in the bum. Now that's it....book a room and ill see you Friday. Oh....bring condoms...or, ya get nowt. Ok. Haha....what?...., ok ill send you another pic...later. I'm busy...yes..yes...I promise. Ok...speak later....what's your name again...oh yes. Kevin...sorry,,,bye bye Kevin....yes..yes...I will"
Geordie listened with a broken heart and an inappropriate erection. He slipped out the front door, and made a noisey re-entrance. "hi Lesley. .....just me"
"Ok dad...just been speaking to work....might have to work Friday night....you ok with the boys....?"
'Oh my god' a sad Geordie Ridley thought. 'Worse than her fucking mother!'
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