More watching sex in the park. What happened next.
A fellow ‘hamster’ asked me what happened to Barry when he followed the girl home in my story ‘more sex in the bushes’. Well here goes. This is what Barry told me although I should say that Barry was know to exaggerate things a bit. I did believe most of what he told me though.
Barry followed the young girl and the guy who’d fucked her for about a quarter of a mile before they got into a car and drove off. During the walk to the car she’d certainly turned a few heads due to the very very short blue dress she was wearing and her tits nearly falling out of her dress didn’t help either. Barry thought that was the end of it but, luckily, a friend of his recognised the pair of them and told Barry where they lived. You’ll have to bear with me on this as it does get a bit complicated and i****tuous. Apparently they were brother and sister and lived in the Raglan road area which was a bit notorious for ‘problem families’ and also on the border of a ‘red light’ area. Anyway, Barry found out, don’t ask me how, he was tenacious in that regard, where she lived and also where she worked, which was as a sales assistant in a clothes shop. Some how he managed to get a date with her and they arranged to go to the local cinema. She turned up looking not dissimilar to how she’d looked when she’d come to the bushes for sex, wearing, yet another very short dress, stupidly high heels and again with her tits practically falling out, according to Barry sex on legs. Well they’d only been sat down for a couple of minutes, in the dark, before she was undoing his flies and groping for his cock, which Barry told me was already rock hard, and not only wanking him but also going down on him too. He didn’t know what to play with first, either her beautiful tits or, as she’d made abundantly clear, her pussy, as she’d, very helpfully, removed her knickers and had her legs open, as wide as the seat in front would allow. Barry, unsurprisingly, couldn’t even remember the name of the film or anything that it was about. On the way home Anita, I’d forgot to mention that was her name, pulled him up a dark alleyway and Barry fucked her up against a wall like the whore she was. It was amazing, according to Barry, who, although he’d sort of fucked a girl called Marcia, up the park, it was his first ‘proper’ fuck with a woman who knew what it was all about. Of course he was over the moon and totally smitten. He thought all his Christmas’s had come at once.
More about Anita. Yes it turns out that the lad who’d fucked her doggy style was indeed her older brother and the young lad, who’d been offered around, in the dog collar by mr Manning, and fucked by all those men, was also her brother, only a year younger than her so he must have been only fifteen or sixteen, not much older than me and about the same age as Barry. The mother and daughter, who were also there, was her auntie and the daughter, her cousin. Talk about keeping it in the family, as I’m sure I’d seen the lad who’d been fucking Anita, fucking the mother earlier in the evening up against the tree, his own auntie !!!
I know this is all complicated and it did take Barry ages to explain it all to me, but I’ll carry on. Anita’s auntie was a widow, her husband had died in the last days of the war just before her daughter was born and she was the twin sister of the mother of Anita and her two brothers. Barry started seeing Anita practically every night and, well I know Barry loved sex, and so apparently did Anita too, even more so, it seems than Barry did and that’s saying something. They were at it like rabbits, fucking literally anywhere, anyhow and anyway possible. It wasn’t long before Barry was visiting Anita’s house and meeting her parents who showed no worry or concern as to there sexual antics and in fact, quite the opposite, encouraging them, often inviting him around when they were going out and telling them to make sure they had ‘fun’ and talking constantly about sex, not only what Anita got up too but also what they did as well.
From what Barry could gather and from what Anita told him, her father was bit of a sexual predator and was fucking both his own wife and his sister in law, both with both women’s permission and as often as he could manage it. It didn’t stop there as Anita’s older brother was also fucking his auntie whenever he wanted sex and, besides, as he discovered much later, Anita, his own sister, at the same time as Barry was fucking her too. It gets worse as, again according to Barry, Anita’s father was also grooming/fucking his sister in laws young daughter, often in a threesome with the mother and had been doing it to her from a young age. His aim,according to what Anita told Barry, was to get her onto the streets as a prostitute earning money for him. She didn’t actually admit it but Barry got the distinct impression that Anita’s father had even used her cunt occasionally when needed.
One night, around Anita’s house, they were having sex on the settee in the front room when Barry heard the front door open and although he’d tried to stop, Anita told him to calm down and not to worry, however shortly after, the mother and father came into the room and just casually sat down opposite watching them fucking. Barry told me that the mother was very similar in looks and build to her sister, not bad looking at all, great figure and wearing a very tight short dress with the family trademark, high heels and tan stockings. That particular evening they’d been out dancing and drinking and the father was quite tipsy and well out of it, luckily.
Soon the father had collapsed snoring in an armchair and the mother only had eyes for Barry cock, which I have to say wasn’t huge but it was a lot bigger than most of the men I was used to seeing in the bushes, and what a lovely fuck he was and whether Anita would like to share him. Well Barry quite expected Anita to say no but she just got off Barry (she’d been riding his cock) and invited mum to ‘jump on board’. Before you could say ‘jack Robinson’ she’d whipped her knickers off, hoisted up her dress around her waist and was soon riding Barry’s cock for all it was worth. Again according to Barry, who like I said could exaggerate a bit, she was an amazing fuck and rode him for ages before having an enormous loud orgasm which promptly woke up Anitas dad who didn’t bat an eyelid at his wife being fucked by his daughters boyfriend. Barry hadn’t cum yet and started to get up off the settee but Anita wasn’t having any of that so threw open her legs and invited Barry to dump his load in her cunt. Barry, in fairness, had lasted a lot longer than, I’m sure, even he thought he would but he manfully started fucking Anita again and had soon cum and filled her cunt with spunk and, more or less, collapsed, well fucked. Of course this was all in front of Anita’s mother and father who, he’d assumed at the time, considered this all fairly normal.
Much as Barry was enjoying all this sexual ‘activity’ it was all a bit strong for even Barry (who I thought had seen it all and was unshockable) and he was a bit concerned about what he was getting into. He did tell me that ‘things’ had been mentioned and suggested regarding sexual deviations (his words) and, although he wouldn’t tell me more, I think it put the wind up him a bit. He did see Anita a few times after that but didn’t go around her house again. He did however have a bit of a fling with Anitas younger brother called Tony, after they split up, as that was probably more Barry’s scene and it was him who introduced Barry to mr Manning who was a close friend of mr Vaughn who, intern, was later introduced too me and then absolutely totally and completely sexually abused by him xx
Barry followed the young girl and the guy who’d fucked her for about a quarter of a mile before they got into a car and drove off. During the walk to the car she’d certainly turned a few heads due to the very very short blue dress she was wearing and her tits nearly falling out of her dress didn’t help either. Barry thought that was the end of it but, luckily, a friend of his recognised the pair of them and told Barry where they lived. You’ll have to bear with me on this as it does get a bit complicated and i****tuous. Apparently they were brother and sister and lived in the Raglan road area which was a bit notorious for ‘problem families’ and also on the border of a ‘red light’ area. Anyway, Barry found out, don’t ask me how, he was tenacious in that regard, where she lived and also where she worked, which was as a sales assistant in a clothes shop. Some how he managed to get a date with her and they arranged to go to the local cinema. She turned up looking not dissimilar to how she’d looked when she’d come to the bushes for sex, wearing, yet another very short dress, stupidly high heels and again with her tits practically falling out, according to Barry sex on legs. Well they’d only been sat down for a couple of minutes, in the dark, before she was undoing his flies and groping for his cock, which Barry told me was already rock hard, and not only wanking him but also going down on him too. He didn’t know what to play with first, either her beautiful tits or, as she’d made abundantly clear, her pussy, as she’d, very helpfully, removed her knickers and had her legs open, as wide as the seat in front would allow. Barry, unsurprisingly, couldn’t even remember the name of the film or anything that it was about. On the way home Anita, I’d forgot to mention that was her name, pulled him up a dark alleyway and Barry fucked her up against a wall like the whore she was. It was amazing, according to Barry, who, although he’d sort of fucked a girl called Marcia, up the park, it was his first ‘proper’ fuck with a woman who knew what it was all about. Of course he was over the moon and totally smitten. He thought all his Christmas’s had come at once.
More about Anita. Yes it turns out that the lad who’d fucked her doggy style was indeed her older brother and the young lad, who’d been offered around, in the dog collar by mr Manning, and fucked by all those men, was also her brother, only a year younger than her so he must have been only fifteen or sixteen, not much older than me and about the same age as Barry. The mother and daughter, who were also there, was her auntie and the daughter, her cousin. Talk about keeping it in the family, as I’m sure I’d seen the lad who’d been fucking Anita, fucking the mother earlier in the evening up against the tree, his own auntie !!!
I know this is all complicated and it did take Barry ages to explain it all to me, but I’ll carry on. Anita’s auntie was a widow, her husband had died in the last days of the war just before her daughter was born and she was the twin sister of the mother of Anita and her two brothers. Barry started seeing Anita practically every night and, well I know Barry loved sex, and so apparently did Anita too, even more so, it seems than Barry did and that’s saying something. They were at it like rabbits, fucking literally anywhere, anyhow and anyway possible. It wasn’t long before Barry was visiting Anita’s house and meeting her parents who showed no worry or concern as to there sexual antics and in fact, quite the opposite, encouraging them, often inviting him around when they were going out and telling them to make sure they had ‘fun’ and talking constantly about sex, not only what Anita got up too but also what they did as well.
From what Barry could gather and from what Anita told him, her father was bit of a sexual predator and was fucking both his own wife and his sister in law, both with both women’s permission and as often as he could manage it. It didn’t stop there as Anita’s older brother was also fucking his auntie whenever he wanted sex and, besides, as he discovered much later, Anita, his own sister, at the same time as Barry was fucking her too. It gets worse as, again according to Barry, Anita’s father was also grooming/fucking his sister in laws young daughter, often in a threesome with the mother and had been doing it to her from a young age. His aim,according to what Anita told Barry, was to get her onto the streets as a prostitute earning money for him. She didn’t actually admit it but Barry got the distinct impression that Anita’s father had even used her cunt occasionally when needed.
One night, around Anita’s house, they were having sex on the settee in the front room when Barry heard the front door open and although he’d tried to stop, Anita told him to calm down and not to worry, however shortly after, the mother and father came into the room and just casually sat down opposite watching them fucking. Barry told me that the mother was very similar in looks and build to her sister, not bad looking at all, great figure and wearing a very tight short dress with the family trademark, high heels and tan stockings. That particular evening they’d been out dancing and drinking and the father was quite tipsy and well out of it, luckily.
Soon the father had collapsed snoring in an armchair and the mother only had eyes for Barry cock, which I have to say wasn’t huge but it was a lot bigger than most of the men I was used to seeing in the bushes, and what a lovely fuck he was and whether Anita would like to share him. Well Barry quite expected Anita to say no but she just got off Barry (she’d been riding his cock) and invited mum to ‘jump on board’. Before you could say ‘jack Robinson’ she’d whipped her knickers off, hoisted up her dress around her waist and was soon riding Barry’s cock for all it was worth. Again according to Barry, who like I said could exaggerate a bit, she was an amazing fuck and rode him for ages before having an enormous loud orgasm which promptly woke up Anitas dad who didn’t bat an eyelid at his wife being fucked by his daughters boyfriend. Barry hadn’t cum yet and started to get up off the settee but Anita wasn’t having any of that so threw open her legs and invited Barry to dump his load in her cunt. Barry, in fairness, had lasted a lot longer than, I’m sure, even he thought he would but he manfully started fucking Anita again and had soon cum and filled her cunt with spunk and, more or less, collapsed, well fucked. Of course this was all in front of Anita’s mother and father who, he’d assumed at the time, considered this all fairly normal.
Much as Barry was enjoying all this sexual ‘activity’ it was all a bit strong for even Barry (who I thought had seen it all and was unshockable) and he was a bit concerned about what he was getting into. He did tell me that ‘things’ had been mentioned and suggested regarding sexual deviations (his words) and, although he wouldn’t tell me more, I think it put the wind up him a bit. He did see Anita a few times after that but didn’t go around her house again. He did however have a bit of a fling with Anitas younger brother called Tony, after they split up, as that was probably more Barry’s scene and it was him who introduced Barry to mr Manning who was a close friend of mr Vaughn who, intern, was later introduced too me and then absolutely totally and completely sexually abused by him xx
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