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 Like all of my work this is fiction.  Pure and simple.  If you don't like
the idea of young people testing their boundaries then you should read no
further.  Likewise, if you are underage or in a part of the world where
such written expressions are forbidden then you should go elsewhere.

   If you have read much of what I have posted you will know that many
tales involve factual characters.  Where I didn't witness events I have
relied on the words of others and where that has not been possible, or
where gaps appear in the tale, I have filled in bits from my imagination.

   Andrea was like a big impacting star.  I have written a few pieces
previously and posted them in places to which I no longer have access.  She
was such an important part of our lives that I felt the need to re-write
them as best I could.  The memory is further on and the imagination might
have changed so I apologise to anybody who read the original tales and
finds discrepancies here.

   Certainly the "In the beginning" parts were not posted before.  Andrea
herself filled these in for me when we met recently.  A meeting which
rekindled my interest in writing these accounts.

   Comments or contacts from friends old and new are welcome.  Drop me a
line to knjfriend(at)yahoo.co.uk

   The Andrea Chronicles Part 6.

   Life continued throughout the rest of the winter term and through the
Christmas break.  Andrea would spend at least one night every two weeks at
our place and we fell into something of a routine.

   Sometimes Jamie would come for her early, put on a show for me and then
drag her off to his room.  At some stage of the night a naked Andrea would
slide into bed alongside me, caress me awake and bring forth wondrous
orgasms with tongue and fingers.  I was never allowed to return the favour.
The following morning, given the opportunity, Jamie would reclaim his prize
and mark his ownership of the girl by fucking her face whilst I tried not
to watch.

   Christmas was fairly uneventful.  Our routine continued save that Jamie
slipped in a bracing walk on the moor which saw Andrea naked, kneeling in
the frost covered grasses, suckling on my brother.  She was nearly blue
with the cold before he allowed her to dress again.

   Spring arrived with the Easter break and Jamie and I shared our 16th
birthday.  We also shared Andrea.  That night, as a special treat, he let
me have her for the whole night.  I repaid him by letting him watch her eat
me out the following morning.  He couldn't merely watch though.  Not Jamie.
He took the opportunity of her rump being in the air to furiously finger
fuck her whilst her tongue probed me deeply.

   Later that same week we found ourselves enjoying a normal walk through a
park near to where Andrea lived.  We sat and chatted on a bench as younger
children scurried about on bikes and skates.

   "Kris" Jamie hissed at me quietly.

   "uh-huh" I responded tying to enjoy the feel of the sun on my face.

   "Keep an eye on the bloke opposite us will you?" he continued.

   I squinted and glanced to where Jamie had vaguely indicated.

   "What?" I asked "He's not even looking this way"

   "He does every so often - just watch him whilst I try something.  Ok?"

   "Ok" I mumbled, half closing my eyes again.

   Jamie slipped an arm around Andrea and pulled her to him.  He kissed
her.

   "Well?" he asked

   "Hard to tell.  He looked this way but only briefly, like he was
embarrassed or something."

   "Think it's time to test him out.  Andrea unzip your jacket."

   Andrea sighed quietly but did as she was asked and Jamie promptly
slipped a hand inside.

   "Well?" he asked me again

   "He's watching" I answered.

   Jamie chuckled, dropped his hand and slid it up under Andrea's tee
shirt.

   "Now" I said "He's quite openly watching."

   "Excellent" Jamie hissed back.  "We're moving off now.  Andrea, leave
your jacket undone and your shirt untucked."

   Jamie walked us almost directly towards the man sat 30 feet away.  He
shifted uncomfortably but kept watching us as we advanced.

   We stopped a few feet in front of the man and Jamie slipped a hand under
Andrea's shirt once again.

   "You here often?" he asked the man.  The watcher shrugged.

   "Wanna see more?"

   The watcher grazed the bare flesh of Andrea's flat stomach with his eyes
as he nodded slightly.

   "Tomorrow.  2.30" said Jamie "Bring cash"

   And we were off.

   We were scarcely out of the park when both Andrea and I started
haranguing Jamie.

   Jamie laughed it off.

   "Look" he said "If we can give that poor sod a bit of a show and earn
some cash then its cool right?"

   "How much of a show?" I asked before Andrea could do so.

   "Not too much.  I'll get her down to a bikini and feel her up a bit. 
You'll be ok with that Andrea won't you?"

   "Let me get this straight" the petit blond said as she stopped in the
street "you plan to strip me down to a bikini and touch me up whilst some
perv watches?"

   "That's about it sweet and, what's more, you'll love it."

   "Will I" she snapped, eyes blazing.

   "I bet" said my brother steadily "That you're already pretty turned on."

   Andrea didn't respond.

   Jamie grinned, reached out and unzipped her jeans ad slipped his hand
inside.

   "Little minx is dripping" he said to me mainly.

   Andrea turned a delicate shade of crimson.

   "She was born to show herself off" he went on "She loves it - otherwise
she wouldn't turn up tomorrow - would you sweety?"

   Andrea looked at him.

   "Shall we find a quiet spot?" he asked her

   Andrea nodded.

   "C'mon sis" said Jamie "you can play lookout."

   The quiet spot was a narrow alleyway between a row of cottages and a
pub. Jamie pushed Andrea ahead of him telling me to stand by the entrance.
I did, of course, one eye on the road and one eye on my brother and my
girl.

   By the time she turned to face him she had already unsnapped the top of
her jeans and was starting to shove them down.  At that point I knew for
certain that Jamie was right.  She loved to show off, to be shown off.

   "Wait up sweety" he said "not so fast.  Let's give those tits an airing
shall we."

   Andrea almost frantically hoisted her tee shirt up to her armpits.  She
wore no bra, she rarely did around Jamie.

   "Good girl" he giggled as his hand slipped between he thighs.

   She gasped as his fingers penetrated her.

   "So, we happy to put on a show in the park then?" he asked loudly.

   Andrea nodded.

   "You want me to strip you and touch you in front of a stranger?"

   She nodded again.

   "Can't hear you" he sang

   "Yeah you can" she hissed

   "I can what?" he asked her

   "You can strip me, touch meeeeee, whatever." She squealed through her
orgasm.

   Jamie smiled as he joined me at the entrance to the alley and together
we waited for Andrea to recover, cover up and join us.

   The following day Jamie had me dig out an old bikini of mine that just
about fitted Andrea.  He covered that with a medium length skirt, a white
cotton shirt and a fleece jacket over the top.  Her shoes were plain black
slip ons.

   "You wet yet?" he asked as we entered the park.

   Andrea scowled at him and he chuckled knowingly.

   We wandered into the park towards that bench.  Sure enough there was our
perv waiting for us.  He wasn't alone.

   Jamie meandered past them without acknowledgement and guided us towards
the opposite bench.

   "Just tell me what they're doing sis" he hissed.

   Moments later Andrea's fleece jacket was undone as were most of the
buttons on her shirt.  His hands were inside and from the little whimpers
coming from Andrea he was toying with her nipples.

   "They're both leaning forward and watching" I answered his unspoken
question.

   "Part your legs Andrea" he hissed

   Andrea parted her legs and he slipped a hand onto the inside of her
thigh and started stroking up and down her tender flesh.

   "They're standing up" I warned.  "Moving this way"

   "Ok" said Jamie "let's find somewhere a little less open."

   He stood and helped Andrea to her feet.  The men stopped approaching. 
Jamie led us past them and off down a quiet looking path.  The two men
followed a few feet behind.

   "Here we go" said Jamie as we approached a stand of conifers and shrubs.

   He led the way between a couple of shrubs and we meandered down a rough
nature borne path.  Soon we were out of sight of the main park in a small
clearing behind that stand of conifers and shrubs.  We had a wall on one
side.

   Jamie held up his hand and our two watchers stopped where they were. 
Jamie moved on a few feet and hurriedly told me that when he took off her
shirt I was to approach and hold out my bag for donations.

   I sopped there, part way between the watchers and the lovers.

   Jamie stopped and turned to kiss Andrea.  As he did he slipped the
jacket off her shoulders and slipped a hand through the mainly undone shirt
front.  At the same time he palmed her mound through her skirt.  Even from
where I was I could see Andrea trembling.

   I looked at the watchers, Hands were in pockets.  Hands were moving in
those pockets.  Jamie slipped his hand under the young girls skirt and
exposed significant flesh as he rose slowly to cup her once again.  At the
same time his other hand undid the last buttons on her shirt and shoved the
unwanted garment off her shoulders.

   Jamie turned the girl to face our watchers, moving behind her as he did
so and mauling her bikini clad breasts for their amusement.

   I took my cue and moved to the watchers bag open in front of me.  It
took a few seconds before they understood and first one and then the other
slipped something into the bag.  I moved out of the way again as Jamie
continued to display the girl.

   I watched, along with the other two, as he fumbled with the clasp on her
skirt and then allowed it to fall away to leave the leggy blond wearing
shoes a bikini and a smile.

   Jamie let his hands drop to the ties at the sides of the bikini bottoms.

   "Yeah go on" urged a watcher.

   "Maybe tomorrow" Jamie laughed back.  "Bring more cash and I'll think
about it."

   The show was over.  The watchers understood and left.  Andrea redressed
silently.

   "Maybe tomorrow?  she asked as we rejoined the main path.

   "Yeah maybe I'll get you naked for them" he responded

   "Jamie you can't" I hissed

   "I can, can't I?" he asked Andrea

   She took maybe three steps before nodding.

   "Good girl" he smiled "How much did we get?"

   I hadn't looked in the bag until then.  We had two £5 notes.

   "Not bad" commented Jamie "I reckon you naked should be worth more
through." He smiled at Andrea.

   The next day she wore the same clothes.  We approached by the same route
and started the display in the same way.  This time there were four
watchers opposite.

   "Jamie" I hissed "what if they get funny?"

   "they won't" he answered as he tweaked a nipple under the shirt. 
"They're getting their kicks with no hassle.  Not in their best interests
to risk anything else." He moved off with Andrea and I on either side.

   "Today," he hissed at me "you make one collection when the shirt goes
and another when her tits come out."

   Andrea groaned lustily at his words.

   Once happily in our grotto Jamie started playing his tune on Andrea.

   This time he stood behind her from the start, using his knowledge of her
body to play the right notes on her nipples and generate just enough tune
from her sweet red lips to keep our watchers fully attentive.

   He tugged her shirt off and, almost at the same time pulled back on her
arms.  The result was that her chest heaved and I thought briefly that her
delicious breasts might overcome the flimsy bikini.  So did the watchers,
or at least they hoped.

   I made my collection and resumed my position.

   The skirt went next.  Drifting slowly down her pale legs.

   Jamie cupped her mound and rubbed a little.  The hussy parted her legs
and leaned back into him.

   Seconds later his spare hand tugged free the ties at the rear of the
bikini top and then those around the back of her neck.  This time when he
tugged back her arms her breasts had no problems with the flimsy defences
and the top fluttered to the floor.  A few choice words issued from the
watchers.

   Jamie slipped a hand to one of the ties on Andrea's bikini bottoms and
tugged gently.  I moved off again, bag outstretched and met no resistance
in the second collection.

   I Resumed my place as Jamie tugged the last vestige of clothing from the
gorgeous body.  Briefly his hand covered her modesty but the calls from the
watchers were met by my brothers cheery grin and his hand slipping away to
bare the girl.

   "No Touching" he stated matter of factly as the group advanced.

   He had control and they merely stared from as close as they could as
Jamie caressed and soothed the girl into continuing her wanton display.

   And then it was over.  The watchers left.

   I rushed forward knowing that she would need help to dress and recover.
Jamie held up a hand to warn me off and I stopped.

   He reached forward and slipped a finger deep inside of her.  Then he
leaned forward and whispered in her ear.  I saw her shiver again just
before she sank to her knees in front of Jamie.

   "No charge for you sis" he said as he fed his erection between her lips.

   We left the shrubbery and headed for the park entrance.  A moment or so
later Jamie told us to keep walking and that he'd be right back.  I watched
as he disappeared back the way we had come but did as I was told and stayed
with Andrea who was, at the best, befuddled.

   "You ok sweetie?" I asked

   She looked at me with slightly glazed eyes and nodded.

   We didn't check the haul until we arrived back home.

   £45 to go with the £10 from the previous day.

   "Excellent" announced Jamie

   He left us alone that night.  When it became apparent that he wouldn't
be making his usual visit Andrea slipped out of bed, slipped out of her
pyjamas and slipped in with me.  I did ask her once why she bothered with
pyjamas.  She told me Jamie liked taking them off her.

   I also asked if she really didn't mind being exhibited like that.  She
pointed out that she had agreed in advance and then silenced further
questions by planting her mouth firmly over my cunt where she spent the
next 20 minutes or so.

   The last Thursday before the end of the Easter break we once again found
ourselves in that park.

   Andrea had protested just a little but Jamie had assured her that he had
nothing planned and, indeed, there was no sign of any of our watchers when
we arrived.

   We did meet up with a couple of other boys from school and spent some
time chatting around our bench.  After a while Jamie asked if I minded he
and Andrea taking some time out and would I be ok with Steve and Mike.  I
could hardly challenge him about his pans for the love of my life so I
quipped that I could handle both boys and told him to be good.

   I watched them saunter off towards our hidden grotto and wondered how
long I would have to chat to these two before I could go find them.

   "C'mon sweety" whispered Jamie as they walked away "How about a little
private time."

   I heard Andrea giggle wickedly and let the image of her naked in the
trees flash across my mind before I returned to the verbal parrying with
Steve and Mike.

   They weren't subtle or quick and I found it easy to avoid the small
sexual traps and innuendos that they spiked the conversation with.  I found
it impossible to end that conversation though and never did catch up to
Jamie and Andrea.

   All the way to the little grotto Jamie had told Andrea, in minute
detail, how he was going to strip her, how she was going to suck him off
and how he was going to finger her to exhaustion.  The girl hung on his
every word.

   By the time they stepped off the path her hands were roaming over the
front of his jeans.  She had them undone before they got to the grotto and
even as he found a stump to sit on the denim was below his buttocks.  His
boxers were pulled forward and his erection released to the air.  Only
briefly though as her mouth closed around it in seconds.

   Jamie moved her around to the side so that he could himself reach her
breasts and, whilst that cute head bobbed in his lap, he helped her divest
herself of sweatshirt and tee shirt.  She wore no bra of course.

   Next his hands snaked up her skirt and she moaned around his cock as he
slipped a finger under the material to touch her for the first time that
day.  She gasped as he roughly tore her underwear downwards and shoved two
fingers in deep.  Still she sucked his stiff cock.

   His spare hand found the clasp to her skirt.  Undid it and tugged it
down.  Andrea obligingly stepped out of it and, briefly, he lifted her head
from his lap to gaze upon her nakedness.

   "Little slut" he hissed "Want more cock?"

   She didn't answer.  She simply resumed her position with her lips around
his member and parted her legs to allow him access to her cunt.

   His thrusts became more and more urgent as se bobbed up and down
furiously and finally he held her head in his hands, impaled her as fully
as possible on his cock, and filled her throat with his seed.

   It was about ten that some instinct made the girl realise that he had
two ands holding her head and another finger fucking her and she rose up
roaring.

   She looked over her shoulder to see watcher number one behind her.  His
trousers were around his ankles his cock was in one hand and the other was
in her.

   "No.  No.  No.  Shit!  Don't stop." She shouted as he pounded her.

   "Good girl" crooned Jamie as he reached beneath her found her clit and
sent her spinning over the edge.  Her knees buckled and she sank to the
floor as the watcher erupted all over her nakedness.

   It took a moment for her to come too.  When she did she was lay before
Jamie and the Watcher.  Her legs were gaping and the two males were
exchanging friendly banter.

   "Bastard!" she shouted as she grabbed her clothes and started dressing.

   "Sweety" soothed Jamie

   "You're a fucking cunt" she replied "and you" she stormed at the Watcher
"have just molested a 13 year old.  Wait for the visit."

   The watcher went a pale shade of white and scampered off.  Jamie stood
in silence as her words crashed around him and his control slipped away. 
She left the grotto without a backwards glance and was gone.

   She was gone from us both of course.  I never really knew what happened
until Andrea and I met again recently.  Jamie told me a sketchy version of
events which ensured that I didn't talk to him for quite a while and also
ensured that I didn't feel happy approaching Andrea when I saw her around
school.

   We bumped into each other, quite literally, at the sale rack in
Debenhams.  She smiled, I smiled.  We had coffee and talked for hours. 
Just talked.  It was wonderful.

   End.