TRANSFORMING SARAH
  by
  Art West (artweststory@SPAMGO.yahoo.co.uk)
  
  Part I: Forced exhibitionism (slow start, MF, forced
  exhib)
  
  For the last two years, life had become increasingly
  confusing for fourteen-year old Sarah.  Before that, it
  had been so simple and secure, even when times were
  hard.
  
  Sarah's mother Marilyn had been orphaned young, and she
  had been raised by her father's maiden aunt Peggy. 
  Peggy had belonged to an exclusive and extremely
  fundamentalist religious sect, and Marilyn had been
  raised in that environment with few outside friends.  In
  an attempt to escape the restrictions of her great-
  aunt's household, Marilyn had married at 18 to David,
  some 7 years older than her and already an active leader
  in the church.
  
  But life with David was no more liberated.  He had a
  strong belief in the place of women in the home, and
  also did not believe in using contraceptives.  Marilyn
  was pregnant within 2 months after the wedding, and
  little Sarah was born just 4 months after Marilyn's 19th
  birthday.   The pregnancy had not been easy, and Marilyn
  had had a number of bleeding episodes.  The doctor had
  strongly advised her to wait at least three or four
  years before risking another pregnancy.  But David would
  have none of it; they had to accept the Lord's will.
  
  The result was that Marilyn was pregnant again within
  four months.  She lost that baby in a massive
  haemorrhage at 3 months.  The doctors had to perform a
  partial hysterectomy, so that she would never be able to
  have another child.  
  
  David blamed her, taking the view that it was the
  punishment of the Lord on her not wanting to accept His
  will.  He no longer slept with her, and on occasions
  beat her.  Life was miserable, but relief came when
  David was killed in a light aircraft accident in the
  Amazon while trying to deliver bibles.
  
  David's parents wanted Marilyn and little Sarah (still
  less than 2 years old) to move in with them.  But
  Marilyn made use of a small life insurance policy paid
  out to her, to move away to another town.  There she
  found a small but comfortable apartment.  She had enough
  money to complete a two year course on commercial
  software development, and was able to find part-time
  work to generate a liveable income while still giving
  time to raise her little girl.
  
  For a number of years, Marilyn was very wary of
  developing any serious relationships with other men. 
  Also, although she broke away from the strict sect, she
  still regularly attended a fairly conservative
  fundamentalist Baptist church.  Sarah attended the
  Sunday school from as young as she could remember.
  
  .......................................
  
  Then just about the time of Sarah's 12th birthday, things
  began to change.  Within the space of little more than
  two months, Marilyn (who was now 31) acquired not one
  but two boyfriends with whom she started to go out
  regularly.  At the same time, her church attendance
  dropped off dramatically, while she started to wear much
  more revealing clothes: short skirts, crop tops, sexy
  bras under semi-seethrough blouses, etc.
  
  Of course, this was just the time at which Sarah was
  entering puberty herself.  Her own emerging sexual
  awareness was titillated by the giggled innuendoes of
  her school friends, not always fully understood.  In
  direct contrast to this were the dire warnings coming
  from church and Sunday school to keep herself pure in
  thought and deed if she was not to fall into damnation. 
  Her mother's changing habits were not always easily
  reconciled with these warnings. 
  
  At about this time also, David's parents (who had not
  taken too much interest in Marilyn and Sarah) started to
  suggest that Sarah should be sent to the private school
  that had been set up by their sect.  It was, they said,
  a boarding school where young women could be completely
  protected from evil influences in the world.  It sounded
  like a nunnery, and both Marilyn and Sarah were
  horrified at the idea.  But there was no doubt that it
  would have removed a severe financial burden from
  Marilyn's shoulders, as David's parents would have
  covered the full costs of Sarah's education and upkeep. 
  But Marilyn and Sarah agreed that they would rather
  struggle through, doing without some luxuries, than to
  have her committed to such a restrictive environment.
  
  Sarah began to notice that when Marilyn returned from
  some of her dates, she was often quite flushed, and her
  clothes, hair and make-up were sometimes in disarray. 
  Sarah got quite a tingle between her legs when she
  thought of her mother possibly smooching and petting
  with her boyfriends.  But at this stage, Sarah could
  hardly imagine much more.
  
  On increasingly frequent occasions, Marilyn encouraged
  Sarah to sleep over with friends when she (Marilyn) had
  dates, so that Sarah would not be left on her own late
  at night.  At first, Sarah was quite pleased to have
  these opportunities, and was naively unsuspicious of her
  mother's motives.  But then came the day when, shortly
  after returning from a sleepover, Sarah went to look for
  something in her mother's room.  She noticed an item of
  clothing sticking out from under the bed.  Eager to
  help, Sarah went to pick it up to place in the laundry
  basket, but then realized that it was a pair of men's
  underpants!  In horror and embarrassment, she dropped
  it, kicked it back under the bed, and ran to her own
  bedroom.  
  
  Sarah did not know what to think!  There must be an
  innocent explanation; surely her mother could not be
  sinning in this way?  But over the next months, there
  were enough other clues that Sarah had, reluctantly, to
  accept that her mother was having men friends to sleep
  over ... but maybe (Oh please, Lord, let it be so!) they
  were not having sex.
  
  Over the next year or more, the two boyfriends became a
  succession of male friends, some of whom were around for
  many months; others only a few times before disappearing
  again.  In the meantime, Marilyn's wardrobe became more-
  and-more daring.  Teasingly, she also tried to encourage
  Sarah to wear more revealing clothes, as her little
  titties started to become noticeable, but Sarah was too
  embarrassed and influenced by her Sunday school teachers
  to get very daring.  In fact, she tried hard, but to no
  avail, to get her mother to realize the dangers, in this
  life and the next, of such immodest dress which might
  place unbearable temptation in the way of the men whom
  she met.
  
  It was about 18 months after Marilyn's behaviour began
  to change that suddenly Larry became much more of a
  fixture as a boyfriend.  It was not that Marilyn stopped
  seeing other men, but Larry seemed to be around most of
  the time.  He was in his mid 40s, and was divorced with
  twin boys (who lived with their mother) about a year
  younger than Sarah.  At first, Sarah rather fancied
  Larry, as he was large, dark in a Latin way, good
  looking, outgoing, and sported an intriguingly hairy
  chest.  But before long, Sarah started to find him
  embarrassing.  He was prone to teasing her with many
  sexual innuendoes and comments on her pubescent body. 
  Sarah also never knew which way to look when Larry was
  with her mother, as he was inclined to slip a hand
  openly under a blouse to feel a tit, or under her skirt
  to expose her backside as he fondled it.  Marilyn just
  giggled at Sarah's discomfiture, which heightened her
  confusion and embarrassment even further.
  
  At times, Sarah tried to remonstrate with her mother on
  this inappropriate behaviour, but Marilyn's response
  tended to be something like: "Lighten up, girl!  We're
  just doing what men and women have done naturally since
  the start of time, whatever your Sunday school teachers
  would have you believe.  Larry and I are adults, not
  hurting anyone else."
  
  "Perhaps you can even learn some pointers as to what to
  do when you get a boyfriend", added Marilyn.
  
  "MOM!!!" was all Sarah could gasp out in response. 
  
  Not long after, Larry stayed over openly for the night
  with Marilyn, with Sarah in the house.  Any residual
  doubts that Sarah might have clung to were dissipated. 
  Not only was Larry clearly sleeping in her mother's
  room, but there was only one double bed in that room. 
  In any case the wall between Sarah's and her mother's
  rooms was thin, so that both shortly after they went to
  bed and early the next morning, Sarah could clearly hear
  the sounds of their love-making.  Neither were inclined
  to be quiet.  On that first night, Sarah heard Larry's
  deep voice: "Suck my cock, you insatiable slut"; and a
  little later: "You want it, don't you! ... Ask nicely
  for it ..."
  
  To Sarah's amazement and disgust, her mother's voice
  penetrated in reply: "Don't tease me you bastard ... get
  that cock up my cunt ... deeper ... deeper ... FUUUCK ME
  ... YEEEES ... MORE ... Get your juice up into me.  Fuck
  me ... Fuck me .... Fuck me".  Sarah could stand no
  more, and pulled the cushion over her ears. But she was
  still aware of the passionate sound of their voices, and
  of the thumping sound of her mother's headboard against
  the wall.  The young teenager's confusion became ever
  more severe.  Her mother's actions were sinful and
  against the Lord's will, but Sarah felt her pussy and
  little titties tingling, much to her dismay.  Against
  the prodding of her conscience, her little hands found
  her breasts, her clitoris and her pussy and played with
  them, until she too reached a climax.  Then disgusted
  with herself and in deep contrition she prayed earnestly
  for forgiveness before drifting off to sleep.  But the
  next morning the whole scenario was to repeat.  
  
  At breakfast, she could hardly look Marilyn and Larry in
  the eye.  But Larry greeted her with: "I hope we didn't
  make too much noise last night and kept you awake", at
  which her mother chuckled.  Sarah went beetroot red, and
  escaped from the breakfast table as soon as possible. 
  
  Very soon, Larry was sleeping over two or three nights a
  week.  He seemed also to encourage Marilyn to be even
  more risque in her dress.  But Sarah was still
  unprepared for the afternoon her mother said: "Look what
  I've had done, dear.  Larry thought it would look cool".
  
  With that, Marilyn pulled her top over a head, to reveal
  a tattoo of a little red devil, grinning impishly as his
  trident reached up and almost touched her nipple.  The
  tattoo was large enough to be partly visible with most
  of the outfits she now wore. 
  
  "So, how do you like it?", asked Marilyn.
  
  Her daughter was aghast: "M... M... Mother, how could
  you do that?  What will people think?  Were you bare-
  breasted in front of strangers to have it done?"
  
  "Well, it wasn't quite a stranger, but a friend of
  Larry's"
  
  "Aren't you afraid that people will think of you as a
  ......." Sarah's voice tailed off.
  
  "As a what, love", prompted Marilyn with a smile.  "What
  are you thinking of?  Slut?  Whore? Well if being
  liberated for the first time in my life means these
  things, then people will have to think it."
  
  With an incomprehensible cry, Sarah dashed to her
  bedroom, once more in total confusion.  But again,
  thoughts of her mother having a stranger's hands playing
  with her tits, made Sarah involuntarily think of having
  her tits played with in front of others, and again she
  ended up masturbating to climax.  
  
  ..............................................
  
  A month before Sarah's 14th birthday, Marilyn announced
  that they were going to get rid of the apartment, and
  move in with Larry into his house.
  
  "Are you getting married?" was Sarah's first reaction.
  
  Marilyn laughed: "Neither Larry nor I are looking for
  such an exclusive commitment. But, I suppose that if you
  want to you can refer to him, when speaking to friends,
  as my 'partner', if that makes you more comfortable".
  
  Sarah had mixed feelings.  She remained disturbed and
  uncomfortable with her mother's emerging life style, and
  she became more and more vocal in warning her mother of
  the eternal damnation that awaited the immoral.  Sarah
  also feared that Larry's house couldn't be so much
  "their" home.  But there was no doubt that it was a
  comfortable house, much larger than their apartment, and
  with a swimming pool.  Sarah would also get a larger
  room, into which was placed, to her surprise, a king-
  sized double bed.  It was also not far from their
  apartment, so that she would remain at the same school
  and church, with her same friends.
  
  They moved in two weeks later, and Larry helped Sarah
  settle in by allowing her to invite a large group of
  friends for her 14th birthday party. For once, neither
  Larry nor Marilyn embarrassed her, and her friends
  seemed easily able to accept Larry's role as "partner".
  
  Over the next two months, however, there was a lot more
  embarrassment for Sarah.  Larry and Marilyn threw quite
  frequent parties at which Sarah was expected to help in
  serving drinks and snacks.  Frequently she observed her
  mother dancing closely with other men, whose hands
  seemed always to be wondering all over her scantily
  dressed body.  Neither Larry nor Marilyn seemed to care
  much, but Sarah never knew where to look. Even worse,
  the men were inclined put their arms around Sarah,
  patting her behind, and even on occasion managed to
  touch her tits. Sarah would go blood-red as she angrily
  pulled away, but Marilyn just laughed.
  
  A further source of embarrassment was Larry's twin boys,
  Mike and Ned.  They visited quite regularly, sometimes
  staying the night and on occasions for the entire
  weekend.  Sarah was dismayed to discover that they were
  even going to spend three full weeks at the house during
  the coming summer vacation.  She found them impossible. 
  They were always trying to peek up her skirt or down the
  front of her blouse.  On a few occasions they managed to
  fix the bathroom so that it would not properly lock, and
  then "accidentally" walked in while she was in the bath
  or on the toilet.
  
  Sarah complained of the twins' behaviour to her mother,
  calling them "these little perverts".
  
  Marilyn scolded her for this name-calling, and told her:
  "Lighten up girl!  They're just adolescent boys,
  exploring their sexuality by teasing the pretty sexy
  girl who's around them a lot of the time.  Give them a
  thrill.  Flash them a little.  Leave off your bra and
  panties ... you don't really need them!"
  
  "MOM!!!" shouted Sarah, reddening.  "That's sick".  But
  secretly, and Sarah would not even admit this to
  herself, she was turned by the boys obvious interest,
  and her nipples and pussy tingled when she thought of
  them looking at her.
  
  A month after her 14th birthday, Sarah returned from
  church to announce that she was now born again, and that
  she had also signed a pledge of purity, promising to
  remain pure until her wedding one day when she would
  become a good Christian wife.  She asked Marilyn and
  Larry to respect her choice, even if they chose to
  remain "living in sin".  The trouble was, though, that
  her own body refused to respect her choice, and she
  still found her pussy tingling when the boys ogled her. 
  And when she lay in bed at night, her hands found a will
  of their own, playing with her sensitive nipples and
  with her pussy and clit.
  
  Ironically, at the same time Sarah acquired her first
  boyfriend, 15-year old Tommy.  They started going to the
  movies together once a week, and Marilyn would leave
  them alone when Tommy brought Sarah back.  Within a few
  weeks they were French-kissing and Tommy had touched her
  tits on the outside of her blouse.  While they were
  together, Sarah felt out of control of her passions, but
  later she would pray earnestly for forgiveness and for
  strength to resist.
  
  At just about this time, two months after she turned 14,
  and about 3 weeks before the schools were due to close
  for the summer vacation, the real crisis in Sarah's
  young life was triggered. 
  
  Before describing these new events, it may be helpful to
  provide a brief pen-picture of Sarah at that time.  She
  still looked a little young for her 14 years.  She was
  naturally small-boned (somewhat as her father had been),
  and still quite short (1.57m, or about 5 ft 2in).  She
  had rather thinnish arms and legs, although she still
  had an appealing hint of puppy fat around her middle. 
  Her tits had developed comfortably beyond an A-cup, but
  if she was honest she would admit that she did not
  really fit the B-cups which her mother had recently
  bought for her.  But on her small frame, these perky
  little tits appeared quite prominent. Her pale coral-
  pink nipples were three-fingers wide, and formed puffy
  protuberances well above the rest of her tits.  She was
  fair-haired, and was a little embarrassed that her pubic
  hair was little more than a bit of blonde fluff on the
  edges of her pussy lips, almost like a little girl's.
  
  ...............
  
  The crisis started on a hot Friday.  As a number of the
  teachers were wanting to attend the funeral of a former
  principal of the school, it was agreed at the last
  moment to finish classes three hours earlier than usual. 
  Sarah was quite pleased with this (almost) long weekend,
  and hurried home looking forward to spending time on her
  own at Larry's swimming pool.  She expected that Marilyn
  and Larry would be working.
  
  Sarah was slightly surprised to see an unfamiliar car
  parked outside, but when she let herself into the house
  it all seemed quiet.  She trotted lightly up the stairs
  to drop her bag in her bedroom, but on the landing
  froze, initially in some fright.  The door of Marilyn
  and Larry's bedroom was closed, but there was a groaning
  sound coming from behind the door.  Sarah's first
  instinct was to rush in to see if her mother was OK, but
  then realized that there were two voices, male and
  female.  
  
  Sarah's bedroom was next to theirs, and both rooms
  opened out on to a common balcony.  Sarah slipped
  quietly into her room, dropped her bag, and cautiously
  opened the door to the balcony.  She crept out and along
  the balcony towards the open window of the other
  bedroom.  The groaning sounds were clearer now.  Keeping
  close to the wall, Sarah moved up to the window, and
  peeked in to get the shock of her young life.
  
  On the end of the bed sat a naked man, whom she
  recognized as having visited from time to time, but
  whose name she couldn't remember.  Kneeling between the
  man's legs was her mother, equally naked.  Marilyn was
  holding the man's cock, as she licked along the
  underside and on to his balls.  The look on the man's
  face was ecstatic, and his eyes were closed as he moaned
  in deep pleasure.  Marilyn, too, was moaning in unison
  with him as she continued to fondle and kiss all round
  his pubic area.
  
  Sarah was both shocked by her mothers obscene behaviour
  and at the same time totally fascinated.   She had no
  idea that a man's penis could grow to the size she now
  observed, and could hardly believe that it could fit
  into a woman's vagina.  But she found herself
  increasingly turned on by the sight before her, and
  almost unconsciously raised the front of her skirt to
  slip her hand into her panties to play with her own
  clit.
  
  Shortly afterwards, Marilyn stood up and gave the man a
  shove with both hands on his chest, and he fell over
  backwards on to the bed, with his erect dong waving in
  the air.  He wriggled backwards so that he was fully on
  the bed, and held out his arms to Marilyn.  She jumped
  up on the bed and straddled him.  From her vantage
  point, Sarah could see clearly how Marilyn slowly
  lowered herself so that the head of that enormous cock
  spread her pussy lips, which seemed to effortlessly
  expand around the invading organ.  Then with slight
  rocking motion, the cock slipped further and further
  into her welcoming cunt, as with each downward movement
  it went a little further in.  And then with a satisfied
  "Aaaahhhhhh", she finally sank down so that her pubic
  hair and the man's thick bush were fully intermingled.
  
  At an ever-increasing tempo, Marilyn bounced up and down
  on the man's cock, leaning slightly backwards to support
  herself on her hands placed on his thighs.  The man
  reached upwards to caress Marilyn's breasts, and started
  to milk her teats with his fingers.  His voice
  penetrated clearly through to Sarah: "Oh, yes, that's
  fucking incredible.  Keep fucking me you nympho bitch
  .... aaahhhhhh yessssssss .... your cunt is soooo tight
  .... YEEESSSSSSS you're a fantastic fuck .... keep going
  ...."  At the same time, Marilyn was giving voice to her
  own building excitement.  "OOOOOOOOwwwwwwwwwww ...
  fuuuuuuuuccccccccccck .....it feels sooooooooo good in
  me ....... it's sooooooo big ...... Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh
  .... it's pushing right into my womb ... I'm sooooo full
  .... Come on you bastard, give me your seed .... let me
  feel your warm cum filling my womb ........
  Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh".
  
  As Sarah watched in fascination and listened to the pair
  screwing in the room, her fingers moved ever faster in
  time to Marilyn's bouncing on her partner, rubbing her
  own clit.  As the two in the room approached their
  climax, so did Sarah.  She pushed her other hand into
  her mouth to prevent herself screaming out, but couldn't
  control the whimpers as the first of her orgasms washed
  over her.
  
   The three of them climaxed almost simultaneously. 
  Marilyn, fell forward on to the man, still breathing
  heavily from her exertions.  As her own orgasm subsided,
  Sarah suddenly realized that she'd better get away
  before she was seen, and edged back towards her own
  room.  And then to her horror ... BUMP ... she had
  collided with another body, and a pair of hands gripped
  her firmly.  Twisting round, she saw that it was Larry
  who had evidently seen her open door and come to
  investigate.
  
  "So, what have you been looking at so intently?", he
  asked
  
  Sarah felt herself blushing.  "I - I - I - th-th-ought I
  heard a noise, and that I should check".
  
  Larry frog-marched a fiercely resisting Sarah back
  towards Marilyn's open window, and looked in, to see the
  couple still entwined in post-coital relaxation.
  
  "Well, now!  Would you believe it!  Our born again miss
  prissy gets her jollies by spying on her mother
  bonking!"
  
  "N-N-No", stammered Sarah, "As soon as I saw what was
  happening, I was shocked and wanted to get away".
  
  At this point, Marilyn heard them at the window, lifted
  herself off of the man, and stood up.  "What's going on
  out there?", she called.
  
  "Your little miss chastity has been getting off watching
  you and Bruce fucking in there" explained Larry
  cheerfully.
  
  "No", cried out Sarah nearly in tears.  "As soon as I
  realized what was happening I tried to get back into my
  room".
  
  "Don't give us that story", laughed Larry. "I was
  watching you for at least 5 minutes, finger-fucking
  yourself as you stood glued to the scene in the room. 
  Christians aren't supposed to tell lies, are they?"
  
  "I - I - I - - I".  Sarah was speechless, as she blushed
  beetroot red.
  
  Marilyn strolled to the window, seeming unconcerned
  about her nudity and semen trails down her leg.
  
  "So ... you can preach at me; but you're just as bad as
  I am!  Well, you clearly need to be taught a lesson.  Go
  to your room now and stay there until Bruce has gone. 
  The Larry and I will have to have a lo-o-o-ng chat with
  you.  Go now!"
  
  Definitely in tears of shame and embarrassment now,
  Sarah pulled loose from Larry and ran into her room,
  closing both doors.  She threw herself on to her bed,
  sobbing quietly.  Vaguely, she heard voices and steps as
  Marilyn presumably went downstairs with Larry and Bruce
  (now she knew his name).  It was bad enough that her
  mother lived in sin with Larry; but how could she at the
  same time sin with other men?  And why did Larry seem so
  unconcerned?  It was all beyond her understanding.
  
  It must have been more than an hour before she heard the
  car outside start up as Bruce left.  Sarah waited
  anxiously, but it seemed an eternity (in fact about 30
  minutes) before she heard her mother coming up the
  stairs.   A few moments later, her bedroom door opened
  and Marilyn came in.
  
  "Well darling, what am I going to do with you?  Of
  course I understand your fascination with sex ... I like
  to watch other people bonking, as well as doing it with
  others watching ... so that I don't mind.  But I can't
  have you pretending to be one thing, and criticising and
  embarrassing me in front of my friends, while you're
  actually no different to me"
  
  "Mommy ... I won't preach at you again.  And I won't spy
  on you ...."
  
  "It's too late for promises now!  Larry and I have
  discussed the options, and have decided that you must
  choose once and for all whether you are going to be part
  of our life or not.  We hope you will be .. But the
  choice is yours!"
  
  "So", continued Marilyn, "you have two choices.  You can
  either go to your grandparents' private school.  And in
  fact they have called me recently to press again for you
  to go, telling me that there is also a summer camp,
  starting 10 days after schools end, to help new students
  at the school to adapt to the disciplined environment. 
  Or you obey our rules of life in this house".
  
  "You know I can't possibly go to their nunnery", wailed
  Sarah.  "I will do what you say ... honestly.  And I
  won't criticize you".
  
  "OK, then.  Our rules for you are until further notice
  the following.  One: you will go round naked at home
  from 8pm each night until after breakfast each morning;
  and you will eat breakfast with us!  Two: You will not
  try to hide or cover yourself, and you will leave your
  bedroom and bathroom doors open at all times.  Three: If
  we have guests, you will not remain in your room.  You
  will come down to greet them, and help where needed in
  serving them."
  
  Sarah went quite pale.  "Mommy, I couldn't; I'll die
  ..... Oh No please ... I couldn't let Larry, or
  strangers, or even worse the twins, see my bare breasts
  ... and certainly not my - my - my p-p-private parts
  ..."
  
  Marilyn appeared not to notice Sarah's pleas.  "Larry
  and I need to go out again now, and we'll only be back a
  little after 8.  We'll bring pizzas to eat, but help
  yourself to anything else if you get hungry earlier. 
  This will give you time on your own to make your final
  choice.  If you're clothed when we get back, I shall
  call your grandparents to make the arrangements".
  
  With that, Marilyn went, leaving a very confused and
  frightened 14-year old.  For quite a while, Sarah just
  sat on her bed.  The choice was terrible, but she also
  knew that her grandparents' school was not even an
  option, so she would have to go naked, however difficult
  and embarrassing she would find it.
  
  Strangely, though, as Sarah began to accept the
  inevitable, she also became aware of a tingle in her
  clit and nipples, and a definite juiciness in her pussy. 
  At a primeval level, the thought of displaying herself
  to men had an arousing element.  Almost experimentally,
  she started unbuttoning her school shirt.  Slowly she
  stripped off one item after another, until she stood
  naked in front of her mirror.  As she looked at herself,
  she remembered again the scene she had witnessed
  earlier, of her mother unashamedly fucking Bruce, and
  the thought drove her hand down to finger her sex once
  more.  Faster and faster she rubbed herself, until with
  a series of jerks and moans, she came.
  
  She tried walking out of her room to the bathroom.  It
  wasn't so bad.  She then walked down the stairs and
  imagined people standing round looking at her.  She
  blushed, and felt like dying of embarrassment, but felt
  again those strange sensations of becoming aroused.
  
  By the time Larry and Marilyn returned, Sarah was
  watching TV in the living room, drinking a fruit juice. 
  She reddened again as they walked in, and greeted them
  nervously.  Marilyn smiled and gave her a hug: "I can
  imagine how you feel now, but in time you'll become so
  liberated about your body that you'll be thanking me!"
  
  Marilyn and Larry did not push her hard at this time,
  and made no comment when she went back to her room
  early.  When she left the door only slightly ajar, they
  made no attempt to intrude on her privacy, so that by
  the next morning Sarah felt more relaxed sitting in her
  nudity with them at breakfast.  But she did rush
  upstairs immediately after, to get dressed again.   
  
  The Saturday passed uneventfully, and on Sunday Sarah
  attended church again.  On getting home from church, she
  was slightly disconcerted to find Mike and Ned there,
  whom she had not expected that weekend.  And this turned
  to dismay when she discovered that they would only be
  picked up by their mother at around 9:30 that evening. 
  It was a long afternoon!
  
  They were all watching TV later, when the clock struck
  8.  For a moment, Sarah forgot the significance, but
  Marilyn gently asked her whether she had not forgotten
  something!
  
  "Wha .." began Sarah, and then "Oh God ... No ..." as
  she stood up and started to leave the room.
  
  "Where do you think you're going now?" asked Marilyn.
  
  "To my room, to .. to ... you know what" came the reply.
  
  "Oh no young lady, it's already 8:00, and you can't drag
  it out any longer ... HERE AND NOW!!"
  
  "No mommy, please ..." wailed Sarah, but got no
  sympathy.
  
  The twins looked mystified, wondering what was
  happening.  And wonderment turned to fascination as
  Sarah (who was already barefooted) started to pull her
  top over her head.  She hesitated a moment, but her
  mother gestured to her to keep going, and she unzipped
  her shorts and let them fall to the ground.
  
  "Wow" came from the twins as she stood there in bra and
  panties.
  
  At a further gesture from Marilyn, Sarah reached behind
  her and undid her bra.  Finally, and in increasing
  embarrassment, she slipped her panties down her legs,
  and stepped out of them to leave her totally naked in
  front of the others.
  
  The boys' eyes nearly popped out of their heads.  They
  stood up and walked all round the naked Sarah,
  inspecting her from every angle, and making loud
  observations about her tits, pussy (especially the pubic
  hair) and arse.  Sarah blushed all over, and struggled
  to control her impulse to cover her tits and pussy with
  her arms and hands, as she knew that this would cause
  even more ribald comments from the twins and quite
  probably a reprimand from her mother.
  
  Marilyn picked the clothes up from the floor, and said:
  "I'll put these in the hamper while you get fresh drinks
  for Larry and the boys." 
  
  As she brought the drinks to the leering males, they
  took every opportunity to brush their hands across her
  tits and legs.  This caused further blushing, but almost
  to her surprise she realized that her pussy was getting
  damp as a result of this forced exposure.
  
  Marilyn instructed her to sit between the two boys as
  they continued to watch TV.  Each placed a hand on a
  leg, and managed to keep her from closing her legs, so
  that her slightly gaping pussy lips remained on open
  display, and could evidently be seen to be damp. 
  Marilyn and Larry watched in amusement as Sarah tried
  from time to time to close her legs, but made no attempt
  to interfere.
  
  When it was time for Larry to run the boys home, both
  gave Sarah a lengthy hug, gripping her arse cheeks
  tightly to pull her into them, and giving her an open-
  mouthed kiss, inserting their tongues into her mouth. 
  When they were gone, she bad her mother goodnight and
  ran up to her room, jumped into bed, and turned out the
  light.  Once under the covers, almost to her own disgust
  she pushed two fingers into her pussy and rubbed her
  clit with her thumb until she brought herself to
  orgasmic relief.  As she came down off of her high, she
  realized that Marilyn had been watching her through the
  half-open door.  In intense embarrassment, she turned
  herself to the wall and quietly cried herself to sleep. 
  
  Two days later, Sarah was told that Larry were having
  some friends round for an evening of poker, and would be
  arriving between 8.30 and 9.00.  Marilyn would be
  serving snacks and drinks, and Sarah would have to help. 
  Sarah was aghast at the thought of displaying her naked
  body to a group of grown men, and her face paled.  But
  she knew by now that there was no point in pleading ...
  that would only make matters worse.
  
  Just before 8.00, Marilyn told her "... but I do have
  something pretty for you to wear".
  
  For a moment, Sarah thought she'd had a reprieve ... but
  she should have known better!  What Marilyn produced was
  a pair of platform-soled sandals with a somewhat
  elevated heel, and a pair of white stockings that
  reached just above her knees.  Sarah had to practice
  walking a little, but once she was accustomed to the
  feel it made her walk with a sexy sway, and taughtened
  up her calf muscles beautifully.  After she had stripped
  completely (apart from the stockings and sandals),
  Marilyn produced a gold chain which Sarah was to wear
  around her waist.
  
  In her own embarrassment, Sarah only dimly realized that
  Marilyn was also rather scantily clad, with a spaghetti-
  strapped black top that left her midrift bare, and a
  short black skirt in a soft material that clung to her
  legs.
  
  Shortly before 8.30 the doorbell rang, and Sarah was
  sent to answer the door and to show their guest into the
  living room.  This turned out to be Bruce whom she had
  seen fucking her mother, which was a double
  embarrassment for Sarah, and her whole body flushed red. 
  Bruce was not as embarrassed, and put his arm round her
  shoulder with a hand on her breast as they walked into
  the room where Marilyn and Larry were sitting.  Bruce
  greeted Marilyn with a big hug and kiss, and Sarah could
  not help but notice that his hands gripped her arse-
  cheeks firmly.
  
  A few minutes later, Sarah had to answer the door again. 
  This time there were two men.  One was a cheerful
  looking, slightly paunchy grey-bearded man in his
  fifties; the other was a tall black man in his thirties.
  
  "Wowie", chuckled greybeard, "this is a sight for sore
  old eyes!  I'm Keith.  What's your name darling?"
  
  "Sarah" she whispered out.
  
  "Hi Sarah, I like your outfit" said his companion. "And
  you can call me Sean".
  
  Sarah got drinks for the three guests while they waited
  for the fourth and last to arrive.  The men used to
  opportunity to run their hands up the inside of her
  thighs or to fondle her tits.  She looked to her mother
  in silent plea for help, but Marilyn just grinned at her
  discomfiture.
  
  The final guest turned out to be Larry's brother Phil
  whom Sarah had met before.  As soon as she had opened
  the door, he reached out a finger and tweaked first one
  and then the other nipple.  To Sarah's increasing
  embarrassment, they stiffened instantly.
  
  As soon as Phil had his drink, they settled down to
  their game.  Sarah and Marilyn hovered around,
  refreshing drinks and snacks whenever needed.  Hands
  would be pawing at them on every occasion.  Sarah was
  dismayed to realize the extent to which her body reacted
  against her will.  Her nipples, usually puffy and pink,
  were distinctly darker and hard.  She could feel that
  her clit was also erect and swollen, and she was sure
  that the men could see it peeking out from her pussy
  lips.  Her pussy itself felt so juicy that she was sure
  the juices would start running down her leg.  She had to
  resist the temptation to rub her button, to bring
  herself relief.
  
  After about an hour and a half, it was clear that Sean
  was the big winner, with a huge pile of chips by his
  side.  "Sean needs some handicap" commented Larry.
  
  "What do you have in mind?" asked one of the others.
  
  Larry soon explained.  "Sarah, go sit on Sean's thigh,
  and put your arms around his neck. Perhaps kiss his neck
  a little".
  
  Sarah started to object, but her mother gestured to her
  to do as she was told.
  
  As she settled herself, Sean put an arm around her, and
  pulled her tight against his side.  She could feel her
  tit rubbing against his chest, which stimulated the
  nipple even more.  With his hand around her, Sean pulled
  her higher up his leg, so that her thigh was touching
  his crotch.  She felt a movement, and looking down saw
  the prominent bulge in his trousers pushing against her
  leg!  She tried to struggle away, but had no chance. Her
  wriggles simply brought his fingers in touch with her
  crotch, and he started idly stroking the fine fluff on
  her vaginal lips.  Sarah was getting to the point of
  desperately needing relief, but could do nothing about
  it.
  
  Larry's strategy worked!  Sean lost badly on the next
  two hands, both of which were won by Keith.  By general
  agreement, Sarah was told to move to Keith's lap, and
  the situation repeated itself.  From then on, Sarah was
  required to sit with whoever won the previous hand.  The
  men started openly rubbing their fingers up and down her
  slit.
  
  It was quite a while before Larry won a hand.  But when
  he did, and Sarah sat down on his lap, he inserted a
  finger right into her pussy, finger fucking her as his
  thumb massaged her clit.  She tried desperately to fight
  the rising orgasm, but it was beyond her control.  To
  her intense embarrassment and the amusement of all the
  adults, she came!  She bit on her lip to control
  herself, but her ecstatic moans were clear to all, and
  as it passed over, she almost collapsed against Larry's
  chest.
  
  This is as far is it got on this occasion.  Shortly
  afterwards, Marilyn said that it was after 11.00
  already, and that Sarah had school tomorrow.  Perhaps
  she should go to bed.  She told Sarah to go round and
  kiss each man goodnight, and each had a last feel!  Then
  Sarah was free to run upstairs to bed.  As she reached
  her room, she heard some raucous laughter and cheers
  from downstairs, and her mother's giggles.  She was not
  to know at this time that Marilyn had been stripped of
  her top, and was taking Sarah's place with the winner of
  the last hand.
  
  Sarah closed her bedroom door, threw herself on her bed,
  and worked her twat with both hands to bring herself to
  a further and now uninhibited orgasm.  Shortly after
  that she drifted off to sleep, only dimly aware of
  further shouts and laughter from downstairs, and
  wondering what it would be like to have a man's thing up
  her pussy!
  
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