WARNING This story has explicit content and deals with the subject of rape, it may be offensive to some readers. If you are not of the age to read such material in your area, proceed no further.

I would like to acknowledge that my husband Dave also had a hand in the writing of this story

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Molly Ahern made her way to the front of the bus. It was her stop to get off, or so she thought, it was late and dark outside and she couldn’t see where she was exactly.

“Mind the step there dear” the driver said as she stepped down.

The door hissed shut behind her and the bus drove away…its lights slowly diminishing into the distance. It was then she realized she’d made a terrible mistake. Frobisher Rd was over on the other side of the industrial estate and not where the driver had let her off. Here there was only the odd streetlight, the night-lights and security lights from the estate. To get to Frobisher St from here she would have to make a long walk in the direction that the bus had gone. Unless of course she cut across the foot path that skirted the industrial estate…that way she would make the walk much shorter and at sixty five…even though she was still a healthy fit old bird she thought it well worth while…not that she had any thing or anyone to rush home for…just Sammy her ginger cat…but having just visited old Mrs. Stoddard from number 17, who had been in hospital for the past three weeks…she was feeling tired, wanted to get home…put her feet up and have a nice cuppa.

She walked to where the path led to the housing estate, then she found the gate open into the industrial estate…well that wasn’t unusual these days, the estate had long closed down…well most of it anyway, the work had gone to overseas concerns as it was cheaper to produce the same product from there…cheaper production…more profits…it had been a sign of the times. Some of the buildings were still in use…small local engineering and storage mainly…thus a few security lights were on.

Well why not take the well paved roadway back across to Frobisher St…much better than across a field she thought and so she set off, the sound of her shoes clacking on the concrete pavement. She’d only walked a short distance when she heard the sound of breaking glass…a bottle being flung against a wall perhaps and voices, shouting and laughing…then more broken bottles. She stopped in her tracks…she didn’t like the sound of this, slowly turned and walked back the way she had come. Then the voice “Hey you there…hey you stop…what ya doing misses” then the sound of pursuit. She quickened her walk…but she was no match for the fit young teenagers that chased after her. The tall skinny one stood in front of her, blocking her way.

“Hey gran…what’s the hurry…where ya off to?”

She faced her advisory heart beating. “I’m…I got off the bus at the wrong stop…I’m trying to get home to Frobisher St” she said.

“Oh gran…you’re going in the wrong direction…Frobisher St’s this way” he replied indicating the way she had just come from.

“Yes I know…but I thought the road might be closed…I…I was gong back over the field”

“Aw gran no need for all that…we’ll escort ya back this way…god lass you shouldn’t be out here alone at night by yourself…all sorts of nasty people…here let’s help ya gran”

They picked up her bag and her few groceries she had purchased and guided her back the way she had just come.

Well maybe she’d got them all wrong…they seemed nice enough kids…you never knew with teenagers these days a wild bunch they were…not the same as when she was a youngster.

They chatted with her as they walked, further and further, until the came to the wire fence and the end of the road…they could go no further.

“Oh would ya look at that Sandy…the fucking roads blocked off’

Molly didn’t like that swear word…it was used with reckless abandon these days not the same as her youth.

“Yeh Geoff would ya believe it”

“Well now that we’re here lets have a little snort before we walk back eh…what do ya say gran…just a little snifter eh?” said Geoff, producing and bottle of spirits.

“Er no I don’t think so young man…I’d much sooner just get home if that’s alright with you?”

“Well gran I can tell you it’s not alright with me…or the rest of the lads…in fact we think that’s most inhospitable of ya gran…isn’t that right lads?” there followed a chorus of yes.

“Now let’s all have a little drink…then we can all get to know you a little better” said Geoff a wicked smile spreading across his face.

“I’ve told you……” before she could finish a hand clamped Mollies head and a bottle was forced into he mouth and tilted up. Glug…gulp…glug. The liquid was fiery in her throat and burned inside her stomach…coughing some of it out.

“Oh mam gran…take it easy…take it easy, we don’t want you dropping out on us…do we…well not just yet…the party is just beginning”

“Take another drink love but this time take it easy…right”

“I’ve told you young man I don’t want to drink” she said defiantly

“And I keep telling you, you have to learn to be a little more sociable…now drink”

The other youth called Sandy…held the bottle to Mollies lips, again upended it and she began to drink the fiery liquid, after a few swallows she pushed the bottle away, again coughing…already she was feeling light headed.

“Now that’s more like it gran” said Geoff accepting the bottle back, taking a swig and passing it on.

Geoff’s eyes had never strayed far from Mollie, his eyes raking up and down her body like a predator eyeing its prey…oh he was hungry alright…but not for food. He felt a stirring in his loins…what was it about older women that gave him a hard on.

“Good party don’t you think gran…now how about a little fun…parties are nothing without a little fun, are they guys?” A chorus of that’s right Geoff a party has to be fun.

“See gran we all agree a party has to be fun…don’t you agree gran”

“Depends on what fun is young man?”

“Oh I think you know gran…fun, fun” said Geoff smiling and grabbing his crotch.

It suddenly dawned on Mollie what he meant…what they had in store for her.

“Oh god no…no not that…please not that” she pleaded.

“Oh come on gran…it’s not that you haven’t had it before…you’re going to enjoy it…bring back some good memories for you eh?” said Geoff.

“Oh no please I’m an old woman…a widow” again pleaded, trying to emphasize the old woman part…appeal to their sense of decency

“A widow eh?” said Geoff.

“Yes I lost my husband to cancer five years ago” she replied, trying to get them to take pity on her.

“A boy friend I bet a good looking woman like you has a boy friend” said Geoff.

“No…no one…I live alone” she replied.

“Oh dear…oh deary me…that poor old pussy of yours must be all closed up real tight by now eh, well just as well me and the guys are here tonight, because we can cure that for you…open it up before it heals up completely”

She looked from one face to another, searching for help from one of them. It was like looking at hungry wolves waiting to be fed. She looked down the road from which she had come…she could never outrun them.

“It’s no good looking for a way out gran…there is none” said the grinning Geoff.

Suddenly a hand was clamped around Mollies mouth and she was dragged to the ground. She kicked, struggled and tried to scream, but nothing came from her mouth. In the struggle her skirt had rolled up, revealing her thighs and knickers.

Other strong arms held her flailing arms down as she looked up at the circling Geoff. He came to a halt at her feet and stared down at her.

“Oh gran…blue knickers…my favourite colour…. you wouldn’t like to take them off for me would you?” a pause “No I suppose not…but that’s all right I can do that for ya, I like doing that myself” and he started to unbuckle his belt.

Mollie squirmed and struggled, her screams and shouts muffled.

“Oh gran don’t be a silly girl…there’s no need to struggle like that…you’ll hurt yourself…we don’t want to hurt you…just have a little fun that’s all…there’s nothing wrong with that is there now”

“Just calm down gran…calm down”

Molly stopped her struggling, continuing to watch Geoff.

He continued to unbutton his jeans, unzip his fly and drop them to his thighs. His cock was big and hard and he held it in his hand.

“See gran…see what Geoff has for you…now don’t you think you’re one hell of a lucky lass?” he said taunting and tormenting her.

When he comes within range I’ll give that thing a mighty kick…that’ll cool his ardor, thought Molly.

Geoff took another step forward, Molly raised he leg and aimed her foot at the erection but time had taken its toll, Molly wasn’t as agile as she used to be, her motion was too slow and Geoff had anticipated it, he caught her by the ankle, stopping any further momentum. Molly had failed.

“Now that’s not nice gran…and here’s me about to give you the best thrill you’ve ever had…no that’s not nice at all” he said as he dropped to his knees, placing himself between her legs. She could neither close her legs nor kick him.

He pulled her knees up and pushed her legs apart at the same time shuffling closer to him.

“Blue knickers…I love blue knickers gran…. but unfortunately they have to come off”

His fingers wrapped around the elastic holding them and tugged at them…continuing to tug and pull until he had them all the way down…then slipping one end over her ankle, leaving the other to flap around the other ankle.

“There gran…all done…now we are all ready…you ready for this sweetheart”

She felt the hard warm head brush her thigh, the head entered her enter. She squirmed and tried to escape from it. She screamed as Geoff thrust into her…but the hand muffled the scream.

“Oh gran…oh gran…that feels sooo good” he said as his hips and ass moved his cock inside her. As he rocked back and forth he viewed his own actions.

“Oh gran…oh gran look at that…look at that, can you see it?” he asked.

Sandy lifted her head a little. Not only could Molly see it she could also feel it, she closed her eyes and emitted a small whimper.

Having watched himself he lowered his body on top of Mollies, his face close to hers, his ass unrelenting as he continued to pile drive himself inside her.

“Gran…gran…gran you feel so good gran” he whispered to her, gently kissing her cheek and neck. He then tenderly stroked her cheek before taking hold of her jaw, then kissing her fully and passionately on the lips. She could smell the alcohol on his breath…he forced his tongue into her mouth…she thought she was going to be sick and was tempted to bite the tongue hard, but knew in doing so it would invoke a heavy retribution. Then he was smiling at her, still screwing her.

“Mmmmm is this how you like it gran… you are enjoying it gran aren’t you” he asked

Molly said nothing…tried avoiding his eyes…could see the four gold pierced earrings and the one in his nose. She said nothing, just let him get on with it… she wanted them to finish with her, she wanted to go home.

“I asked you a question gran, is this how you like it, are you enjoying it?”

When she still refused to answer, his smile turned to anger, the grip on her jaw tightened and kept on tightening until she cried out in pain.

He asked the questions again. She tried to nod. He released his grip and said “Tell me gran…tell me”

“Yes…yes I do” she replied

“Do what gran, tell me”

“I like it just like this and I’m enjoying it” she replied.

“Yeah I knew all along you’d be enjoying it, it is good isn’t it”

“Yes” she whimpered, “It is good” fearing further punishment.

“Did you hear that guys, gran likes it…you heard her say so…right”

There was a chorus of yeses from his friends as they sat on the pavement watching Geoff’s ass rise and fall, heard his grunts, sighs and moans.

“Uh…uh…uh…uh”

“Oh gran…I think I’m getting that feeling…oh gran…I’m…I’m…I’m cuuuummming” He gave one big final thrust “Oh gran sorry I couldn’t help myself, I’ve just cum inside you…still not to worry, it’s not as if you can get pregnant can you?” he laughed, the others joining in on his little joke.

He didn’t move, just remained inside her then asked “Would you like some more gran…would you like it again gran?”

She remained silent, then the hand on her jaw, squeezing…harder and harder.

“Tell me you want some more gran…tell me” venom in his words.

When he released his grip, Molly nodded and told him she wanted some more.

“Well that’s good because we have plenty more for you love…it really is your lucky night…now tell me would you like Sandy to fuck you next…he’s black and you know what they say about black fellah’s gran…ever had a black cock before gran”

She was trying not to cry, but it was hard to hold back the tears. She was a tough hard old bird…she’d been brought up the hard way…lived in these parts all her life, but even so it she was finding it hard not to break down completely…these young guys were little more than animals.

Geoff addressed her again “Gran have you ever had a bit of black cock?”

“No…never”

“Would you like a bit of black cock now gran”

She hesitated, she didn’t want to answer but also she didn’t want him to hurt her.

She slowly nodded and said, “Yes”

“Yes what gran?”

“Yes I want a bit of black cock” she replied, hating having to say it.

“And what about that little word at the end all you old folk keep telling us about?”

“Please can I have a bit of black cock…please” repeating the word please. Again hating herself for having to say it…almost pleading.

“Of course you can have a bit of black cock gran…you’ve just got to ask”

Now Geoff withdrew from her, stood, pulled up his jeans, zipped up his fly and buckled is belt. He then took the drink bottle that had been handed to him, took a swig then pointed at Sandy and said “Your turn Sandy” then sat on the pavement, leaning back against the wire fence and lighting a cigarette.

Sandy was a heavily built young guy, not as tall as Geoff, broader of shoulder. He wore the proverbial baseball cap…backwards of course. T-shirt with some indescribable writing on it and a pair of baggy track pants with elastic waist. For him no unzipping of his fly or unbuckling of belts, as he knelt between Mollies legs he quickly pulled his pants down, exposing and showing Molly what he had for her.

“Got some more enjoyment for ya gran” he said, smiling at her.

No one held her down now, the others just sat, bottles of beer in hand, smoking, watching Sandy about to enter gran.

Molly had consoled herself to the inevitable. They no longer held her down, trying to run and make her escape would be futile, she was far too old to jump up and make a dash for it…if she screamed for help it would take but a second for one of them to muffle the sound by placing his hand over her mouth…any way the youth they called Geoff had already had her…The one called Sandy was about to have her…now they all might as well have her…what did it matter any more, let them get on with it…play their game…do whatever they tell her and pray they do not go as far as to kill her, to shut her up, stop her from going to the cops…she’d never do that, not Molly Ahern. Would they go that far as to kill her? She thought probably not…but you never knew with kids these days, they just never seemed to care about consequences.

She had better and more efficient ways of dealing with them…she just had to survive this ordeal and do whatever it took to survive

Sandy’s face shone, his teeth glowed white against his black skin…he was smiling at her.

Molly felt the warmth of his stiff cock brushing against her thigh, the head being inserted, she braced herself, ready for the thrust that was about to happen, but no, Sandy wanted to play with her, taunt and tease her, hopefully he was teasing her. In his mind he thought gran probably wanted it, was really enjoying it, but that’s the way a lot of men thought.

He continued to run his cock over her slit, dipping the head in once or twice, but not fully entering, Sandy watched Molly’s face to see if there was any signs it was getting to her…for a brief moment he thought he saw a glimmer of a smile on her face.

Molly knew what Sandy was doing…he wouldn’t be the first boy, or man to use this ploy, when she was young it had worked, taunting, teasing her until she couldn’t stand it any longer and was almost pleading with the guy to put it in and fuck her.

“I guess you like that gran…eh?”

“Sure son…you’re doing a great job…you’re getting me all worked up…you know damn well I have to have it” she replied. She couldn’t believe she’s actually said that, but if it made him and the others feel at ease and they thought they had won her over…why not play their game. She knew how to survive.

“Sure gran…sure” he replied…then without warning, thrust inside her. Catching Molly unawares making her gasp “Ohhh…god…. jeeze lad”

“Yeah…big don’t ya think gran…now ya can’t say you haven’t had a bit of black cock can ya?”

She made no reply to his remark; unlike Geoff he did not demand a reply, let him think what ever he wanted.

As the youths ass humped up and down, the sound of his grunts and groans in her ear. She turned her head toward the youth called Geoff. He was sitting, his back propped against the wire fence. A bottle of liquor in one hand a cigarette in the other, he blew out a stream of smoke. His eyes watching his mate Sandy and Molly like a hawk watching its prey, she shuddered to think what was going through his mind. It was he; she was sure who was the leader of this little pack of hounds. Just what did he have on his mind…what did he have in mind for her, Molly, when they had finished with her…would she indeed ever get back to her cozy little home. Turning in the other direction she could see the other two, one crouched the other sitting with his back against a skip disposal bin, just like Geoff a bottle in one hand a cigarette in the other. They to watched the proceedings with keen interest. She wondered at the age of them. The one called Geoff obvious late to mid teens, like wise the one called Sandy…how come they called him Sandy…I mean Sandy…and black.

The other two were the pups of the pack. The youngest must surely still be at school. Twelve, thirteen, certainly not fourteen yet. Did his family know where he was and whom he was with? She was certain they did not know he was out with his friends raping an elderly woman. Both dressed in similar attire, proverbial baseball cap, sideways fitting or backward, t-shirt with writing on it, the baggie trousers and Nike shoes.

Her attention was brought back to the one who was screwing her at present. His fingers were undoing the buttons on her blouse…it was taking too long, his hands took hold of the material and ripped it apart, blouse buttons flying in all direction. His hands on her bra covered breasts, squeezing. “I love tits gran…tits like yours” then her bra being torn away and those hands now squeezing her naked breasts, a warm mouth kissing and suckling on them. She winced when he bit at her nipple and all the time his movement inside her was relentless, again and again, none stop but the end did happen. They seemed to like telling her before hand

Just like Geoff he announced he was about ready. “Oh god gran…I’m cuuuummming” his one final thrust and it was over.

“Benny, your next” the command had come from the leader of the pack Geoff.

Benny took one last drink from his bottle; one last drag from his cigarette then flicked it away, stood and waited for Sandy to make way for him.

Like his two companions he was into Molly, five minutes of thrills then he to was cuming, withdrawing form Molly making way for his younger friend.

“OK Danny…go for it…let granny take your cherry son” Geoff said laughing…the others joining in.

“I’m not a virgin” he said indignantly

More laughing at this response.

“I’m not, I’ve fucked a woman before” again more indignation.

“Yeah…yeah…right, well come on show us how it’s done”

The youngster stepped up. The clothing he wore looked ill fitting and baggy on him making him look even younger. He wanted to prove himself; he had to prove himself in front of his mates. Looking at the defenseless and vulnerable woman lying on the ground, he started to falter.

“Come on Danny…you tell us you’ve done it before…show us how…don’t just stand there staring at it…it’s not going to eat you…fuck it…that’s what it’s for…gran has already told you she likes it…go on lad give her one”

With his mates egging him on Danny dropped his pants, seeing his mates before him had aroused him; he was already hard and for a youngster fairly well equipped. He felt nervous as he dropped to his knees, taking his hard cock in hand, placed it at her entrance and pushed inside her, his body fell on hers and his ass started the pumping action.

“Oh god…oh shit oh god this is fantastic” he shouted as he eagerly humped up and down. It was obvious to the others and to Molly despite his bragging this was his first time…. Such a feeling he had never before experienced. He’d lain in bed at nights dreaming of a moment such as this, masturbating to the thoughts and fantasies that had filled his mind…watching the white streak of warm cum as streamed from his cock. Now it was all coming true.

“Feel her tits Danny…feel her tits” Geoff said.

His hands felt hot and eager as he touched the warm flesh of Mollies breasts, squeezing them hard, causing Mollie to wince.

“Suck them Danny…go on suck them”

Danny obeyed each instruction given him, his mouth falling on Mollies nipple as he eagerly suckled at her breast.

Mollies body was beginning to ache. Her jaw for one where Geoff had gripped it. Her back on the hard concrete. Her knee joints, having them bent for so long and her breasts which had come in for so much attention, most of all her pussy which had been pounded and pillaged. If she’d been the young girl she used to be, she could have lasted the distance.

Molly was aware that the youth had stopped humping; knowing this she also knew he would be cuming, but he still continued to squeeze and suckle at her breast.

“Have you cum you little sod” asked Geoff

“Yes…yes I have…it was just fantastic…it felt real good Geoff”

“I take it you like fucking do you?”

“God yes…never knew it would be a good as this”

Geoff stood, took one last swig from his bottle and flung it against a far wall…followed by the sound of breaking glass.

“Come on sprat…get off granny it’s my turn again”

It was words Molly did not want to hear, she had hoped now that they had all been satisfied and would take off…obviously it was not to be.

Danny was quick to obey…pulling up his Baggies and scampering back to the sit against the waste bin.

Geoff stood looking down at Molly, that wicked sadistic grin on his face once more

“You don’t mind…do you gran…you don’t mind letting the boys have another fuck”

Molly gave him a defiant look and was rewarded with a vicious kick in her side.

“Gran you are the most unsociable person I know…now again gran you don’t mind the boys giving you another fuck eh?”

“No…no I don’t mind…if that’s what they want…. they can have another fuck” it was hard for her to say that word, she hated to hear it and had instilled in her family not to use it…although she knew full well that when out of earshot they were as bad as anyone…they used it freely just like everyone these days.

“There you are guys…we have one generous gran here…I think she likes us…wants us all to fuck her again…everybody up to it”

There was a chorus of yes’s

“What do you intend to do with me when you’re all finished” Molly asked apprehensively

“Do with you…do with you…what do you want us to take you home with us and meet our families…is that it?”

“No…no that is not what I meant…I….I”

She was hesitant to say the words.

“Oh I see gran….you think we might harm you in some way…leave you here all cut up…dead maybe, for someone to find your battered body…hey gran we’re not animals…we’re not like that…we respect our older folk and beside you’re not going to say anything to the police are you”

“No…no I’m not going to tell the police young man…I can guarantee that” she replied. It was true, she would never go to the police, she had other ways…just let her get over this, get back home…her time would come.

“I know you’re not gran…I can guarantee it also” he replied with a wicked smile

“Sandy…where’s your phone” he asked

“Right here Geoff” he replied taking his cell phone from his pocket.

“Ok let’s start taking pictures”

He lifted Molly into a sitting position, unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly, dropped his trousers and presented Molly with his erection.

“You know gran I’ve been studying your mouth…it looks real good…open it”

Molly felt the sickness starting to rise up from her stomach…she knew what he was about to ask of her.

Geoff knelt a little and as Mollie opened her mouth he slipped his hard erection inside. Molly thought she was going to choke and be sick; she gagged holding back the sickness. The youth’s hips swayed back and forth, as Mollie sucked upon the hard cock.

“Take the pictures Sandy…take the pictures now” said Geoff, an expression of sheer joy and pleasure on his face.

Mollie heard the click, click, click as Sandy photographed the moment.

It wasn’t the first time Molly had sucked cock, she was an old hand at it, done it many times before, but doing it this time with this young scruff somehow sickened her. The taste of acrid warm cum in here mouth did however have her choking. Geoff had given her no warning, he’d reached climax and just let it go. This time it was too much for Molly…she leaned to the side at was violently sick.

“Oh dear me gran…was that a little too rich for you…must have been something you ate earlier” he said laughing.

She wiped away the remnants of the youths cum that was dribbling down her chin.

“Come on gran you can do better than that…we have more photo’s to take”

From now on it was a series of photo after photo. The youth making sure she posed in just the right way with each and every other member of the group. Then it was all over apart from a few more shots.

“Come on gran…I think you’ve earned a rest…let me help you”

They helped Molly over to the waist disposal bin…letting her sit with her back to it.

Her limbs and joints were now very stiff after being made to remain in the same position for most of the time…just sitting there was an immense relief, every abused part of her ached.

“Just a few more pics gran and we’ll be off and you can go home”

Molly felt a surge of relief and hoped he was true to his word, not just building her hopes up and then dashing them…hatred and anger toward this young man was now so intense…she wanted to hit him and keep on hitting him…she wanted so much to vent her anger on him…for all the humiliation he and his pals had put her through.

Geoff sat beside her, arm around her shoulder.

“Now smile gran…a big warm loving smile…like you really meant it”

She did just that and Sandy took the picture.

Then a further series he had her pose for. Her and Geoff kissing a mad passionate kiss, the same pose with the others. The youngest getting carried away, his tongue deep down Mollies throat, his hand squeezing her breast. Now the family photo gran…here let me help you up. They helped her stand, knees and joins creaking and stood her against the waste bin. Geoff pilfered through her bag, finder her purse, removed all her money…then taking a fiver held onto it. Three of them gathered around Molly…making it look a real happy family, big smiles from everybody and also part of the picture Geoff handing Molly the fiver.

“Now you see gran I don’t think you will want to go to the cops…because what will a jury make of all this”

He flicked through the photo’s they had taken and it did indeed show Molly in a bad light…from the blow job she had given Geoff, the intimate pics of happy intercourse taking place, the passionate kissing…happy families and the last bit of damning evidence was Molly taking money from Geoff…he was a real clever fox was this one, Molly knew only too well that if she tried to have them arrested for rape…the photographic evidence they had showed quite the opposite. A smart lawyer would have them all standing in the dock, all polished, looking smart and innocent as if butter would not melt in their mouth.

The solicitor would present the pictures “Ladies and gentlemen of the jury…does this look like some poor old lady…who has just been raped…I put it to you, this is the picture of a prostitute out to take advantage of young innocent children…goodness just how despicable can some people get”

Yes indeed at the end of it all it would be she who finished up being prosecuted

“So you see gran…if I were you I’d keep shtum about the whole thing…don’t you agree”

Molly agreed it was overwhelming evidence against her and she would be keeping quiet about the whole episode.

“In fact I can still go to the cops and lay a complaint myself, I think they would take a dim view of elderly women soliciting innocent children like us”

Children they might be but they were far from innocent thought Molly

“I tell you what gran, seeing as we all had such a good time tonight…how about we do it all again, say in a couple of nights time…you’d like that wouldn’t you” he asked with a wolfish grin.

“Yes, that sounds wonderful…I look forward to it” Molly replied reluctantly, she certainly didn’t want any more bruises to go with the bruises she already had.

“That’s good gran and that means I don’t have to show the cops this little lot…I’m glad you can see sense gran”

“Now lets say same time two nights from now…does that sound of gran”

“Yes fine I’ll be here” she replied and be here she would, she could promise him that

“You’d better be gran or the cops will have this little lot and I’m sure you don’t want that…and gran bring some cash with you…you’ll have to pay for you’re entertainment.

It infuriated Molly to think that this mongrel could turn around a rape and put the blame for what had taken place on her. She could see how with a good layer behind them any jury would agree there was no case to answer for…in fact it could be her who would finish up being prosecuted for underage sex and solicitation…those photo’s Geoff had, painted a different picture to the one she would be telling and without proof who would the jury believe. In fact if she didn’t have other plans for them all, she would have to concede to their blackmail and finish up being their regular fuck…she shuddered at the thought.

“In fact gran…we could find ourselves a nice big comfy car and all of us cruise around the city…I mean the back seat of a car is better than the hard concrete don’t you think”

“Yes it certainly would be…I must admit I found the ground a little hard and uncomfortable…the back seat of a car would be much better…it’s good of you to consider me like that Geoff…perhaps you’re not as bad a lad as I first thought” said Molly smiling and stroking Geoff’s cheek lovingly. Geoff warmed to Mollies change of attitude, if he wasn’t suspicious of her actions, he should have been.

Geoff pinned her against the waist bin, arms around her waist embracing her, his lips on her lips in a passionate kiss, their tongues engaged in mortal combat…Molly giving as good as she got.

“Oh…god…Geoff…I’m quite breathless after all that” she panted after the kiss

Geoff’s teeth gleamed white as he smiled at her. “It’s gona be great gran…I can see some good time ahead for us all…particularly you and I…I do like a more mature woman. His hands working up under her skirt…finding her ass and squeezing her buttocks. “What’s ya real name gran…if we’re gona be real friends from now on I can’t keep calling you gran”

“Sally…Sally Montague” she lied…the last thing she wanted was for them to know her real name.

“Ok Sally” he said as he pulled her pants down and unzipping his fly, ready for another go.

“No Geoff not again, I think it’s time I got home”

“Hey you guys…take off…I want some private time with Sally here” he said and as they departed he turned to Molly and said

“Now where were we….?”

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Molly lay against the waist skip, trying to regain her breath and strength. They’d all gone now and the area was once again quiet. That final time with Geoff had been the hard part…him telling her how much he loved her…he inside her humping her…his hands roaming freely over her body. Molly having to look into his eyes, smile and tell him how much she loved him and what he was doing for her…and how much she was looking forward to the next time… he had in fact reminded her of what she was missing in her life…how much she liked her sex…had she convinced and fooled him…she hoped so…but he was a cunning young man and would not underestimate him.

“I think I can give you what you want Sally” he bragged “We’ll make sure to get a big car with a big back seat, cruise around find a few more guys who I’m sure would oblige you…how does that sound Sally”

“Oh Geoff that sounds just great…I’d love that” she replied, then threw her arms around his neck, drew him to her and kissed him passionately on the lips.

“You’re not a bad lad Geoff…we’re going to have some great times together you and I aren’t we”

“Yes…yes we are Sally…you’ll see” he replied.

“Now, come on love…I’ve got to get home…see you in a couple of days time…here isn’t it?”

“Yes and don’t be late”

After Molly reassured him she wouldn’t be, he left, feeling good about himself.

Molly wiped her hand across her mouth and spit out the bad taste she had. Oh I won’t be late my love you can count on that.

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She reported to her son Brendan what had happened. It took Molly ten minutes to calm him down; such was his rage and fury at hearing what his mother had told him.

“I’ll get Shaun and we’ll come over mum” he said

“You and you’re brother can come over tomorrow…we have things to plan…right now I’m going to take a long hot bath and enjoy a couple of wines…maybe the whole bottle…so tomorrow will be fine”

The following day the plans were made and the troops organized. What the youths did not realize was whom the old bird was that they had raped. Molly Ahern…mother of the Ahern family…she may be 65 in years but she was still an attractive woman, maybe even Geoff had seen that and not realized her true age…she’d been a real beauty queen in her youth and that beauty had carried on down the years…but she had come up the hard way. Married Paddy Ahern early in her life, Paddy’s father and grandfather had ran a gang…burglary and bank robberies were their forte. The police were forever at their door and all of the men folk had done some time in jail. Yes the Ahern’s were well known to the police. The thing was the housing estate seemed to protect them, saw them as some modern day Robin Hoods…always there for some poor sole short of money or needing help. Molly always one of the first to lend a hand when the call came. When the news had gotten out, outrage followed; there was no shortage of volunteers.

The two blue panel vans pulled up outside Mollies house…it was time to go. Mollie was going to put on a real performance for the youths tonight. She’d had her hair done, picked out a black cocktail dress. It hugged the contours of her body perfectly…oh it wasn’t the body it had once been, thin waistline and perfect bum. The years had seen the waistline expand…but not obese…dressed as she was she looked and was very attractive, as she full well knew when out visiting her local pub…”The Wheatsheaf”. Admirers weren’t only from the older men…but also the younger guys who frequented the pub…all willing to buy her a drink…it wouldn’t be the first time she’d had her bottom pinched…she could throw a mean dart along with the best of them…having an escort home was never a problem…the hope of getting an invite in for that last drink and some time in bed with her…but that had never eventuated yet.

Now she was going out there and let them see another Molly, a sexy Molly. There were many admiring glances as she made her way to one of the vans.

“Sorry for what happened to you Molly” “We’ll get the bastards” “There gona pay Molly don’t you worry about that”

These were just some of the comments she heard. She took the front seat next to her son Brendan.

“Right ya ready mum” he asked

“Yes I’m ready son…let’s go”

The two vans drove the two or three blocks to where Molly had been raped, she hoped that the youths were just as eager to meet with her tonight…that they were relying on their blackmail scheme to make sure Molly would return and Molly was returning.

The lights of the vans were turned off and they cruised to a stop. There was little or no noise as they alighted the vans…the plans had been made and gone over…all knew what they had to do.

Molly kept to the pavement, the sound of her hi-heels clicking on the concrete. The troops quietly following behind and keeping to the shadows, they didn’t want to be discovered just yet.

As she drew near the sound of her hi-heels caught the youths attention. When they turned and saw her, none could believe their eyes. The sight of Molly in a low cut slinky black dress, black stocking and black hi-heels had them speechless. Geoff was already getting a hard on.

“My god Sally you look absolutely fabulous” he said, his eyes continuing to rake her body…his cock getting bigger.

“Well my love I thought I’d dress up for you tonight…hope you approve” she said posing provocatively and addressing Geoff.

“Oh I do…I do” he replied enthusiastically, his cock now standing to a full erection.

“Look what I’ve got for you my love” he said, showing Molly the outline of his stiff member in his jeans.

“I think I’m gona enjoy that Geoff”

“Oh you are Sally you are…and a few more as well…see that over there” he said, pointing to the stretch limo. “That’s ours for the night…I said we’d get a big car with a big back seat and we did…do you approve Sally”

“Oh yes Geoff…most definitely”

“Thought we would cruise around for a while…you and I try out the back seat…all leather, you can smell it…. then we go pick up some of the other guys…they are keen to meet you Sally…told them all what a good fuck you were and as we drive you can entertain them…bring a smile to their faces, make them happy…would you like that Sally”

“Oh Geoff you are so kind…you’ve thought of everything…I don’t deserve such a good friend”

He gave a wicked smile and laugh “Nonsense Sally for you anything…come let’s try out the back seat” he said holding out his hand for Molly to take hold of.

“Did you bring the cash…that was part of the deal also don’t forget?”

“Ah, well you see…no I didn’t…I brought something else instead”

A look of bewilderment and annoyance on Geoff’s face. Figures starting appearing out of the darkness, like ghosts out of the mist. One, two, three…five…. seven…ten…fifteen…twenty, all wielding baseball bats and closing in on the youths.

“What is this Sally what you doing…I thought you were cool about this?”

“Oh by the way the name’s not Sally…its Molly…. Molly Ahern”

Recognition of the name Ahern suddenly dawned on the youths their faces turning ashen. “Oh god no…not THE Ahern’s from the estate” said Geoff indicating over in that direction

“The very same I’m afraid Geoff”

“Oh god…look we’re sorry we didn’t mean any harm we were just out for a bit of fun…we…we thought you were also”

“I can tell you Geoff it was no fun lying on that hard concrete whilst you and your friends had your way with me…you might say it’s time to pay”

“We have money…we have money…we’ll pay for any damage…we’ll pay”

The others were also clambering, blaming Geoff for it all, not wanting to take any responsibility for their actions…a wet stain suddenly appearing in the crotch of one of the youths.

“Well Geoff I’ve got to be going now…sorry I won’t be able to meet your other friends but give them my regards when you next see them…that is if you do see them, in the mean time I think the boys want a word with you”

Geoff and his friends were pleading with Molly to stay, tell her friends not to continue, but all they heard was the clacking of Mollies hi-heels as she walked away…then the screams and shouts as the base ball bats rained down on them.

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“We retrieved the youths phone with all the pics on them mum…should I delete them?”

“Yes…then phone emergency services with it…tell them there’s been and accident, then ditch the phone”

“What about the money we relieved them of”

“Well let’s all go to the Wheatsheaf…I think the boys and the patrons deserve a free night out and I’m all dressed up and no where to go…who knows one of the guys might get lucky tonight” she said a twinkle in her eyes.

“Mum you’re always saying that…no one ever does” replied Brendan laughing.

The report in the papers next day read

(Teenagers found badly beaten and knee caps broken. The youths were reluctant to say who had done it, but police believe some gang rivalry involved and possible drugs. A limousine the youths had stolen earlier was also recovered at the scene. The police are investigating)

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