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   The Willows

   A tale from krisnjamie

   Part 3

   Throughout the remaining weeks of the summer holidays Becky would take
every opportunity of following her sister and spying on her and the boys
together.

   She was horrified the first time that she actually witnessed a hard cock
entering her sisters mouth but soon realised that it was part of a set
routine.

   In fact the routine changed very little.

   The 3 gathered either in the site hut or in the woodland clearing. 
Rachael would be stripped naked, although sometimes she retained her shoes
and socks.  The boys would, at the very least, drop their jeans and
underwear.

   Sometimes they would strip completely.

   Occasionally Rachael would be tied up, sometimes tied to the desk or the
tree stump and sometimes just tied with her hands behind her back.  Other
times the boys didn't bother to tie her.

   Whichever scenario was played out, the naked Rachael would suck two
cocks and either receive the salty deposits down her throat or have her
face and body sprayed.

   Once the boys were satisfied they would jointly attack the young girl's
body and bring her to orgasm.

   The orgasm was usually quiet if in the hut, louder in the woods.

   Another part of the ritual, a part which the three of them were unaware
of, happened close by.  Either in her brick stack vantage point or skulking
in the woodland undergrowth, Becky would watch, spellbound.  Her jeans
would be undone, or her skirt hitched up and she would have a hand within
the cotton of her underwear.  As her sister was brought to climax, so Becky
would follow suit, quietly of course.

   In the September Rachael joined her elder sister, as well as Darren,
Jason and many others, at the local Community College.  Generally the four
would walk to and from the school together, chatting quietly or telling
jokes and exchanging gossip about the teachers.

   Once in school Rachael hardly saw the other three.  2 years is a big gap
when you are at school.

   Out of school, the threesome, with their silent witness, carried on as
before.  But with the darkening evenings they knew that their sexual antics
would have to be curtailed and sure enough, the meetings dwindled first to
periodical and then to rare as the winter came on.

   Some opportunities provided themselves though.  And the threesome tried
to take advantage of each and every opportunity as it arose.

   Half term week saw the first serious chance.

   One of those occasions arose when Jason's home was left empty.

   Devoid of adults.

   His mother had gone for a day out with friends and Jason was left in the
care of Darren's parents.

   The boys gave Darren's' mother an elaborate description of the long
bicycle ride they had planned and then slipped around to Jason's empty home
and, using a spare key secreted in the garden, slipped quietly inside.

   A swift telephone call later and Rachael left her own home as quietly as
possible.

   Becky had, of course, heard the telephone ring and was now watching
carefully from an upstairs window as her sister moved away down the path.

   Becky then sprinted down the stairs and, as quietly as possible, left
the house, pulling the front door shut behind her.

   Despite the chilly autumnal wind, Becky fully expected her sister to
head for the building site and that tired old work hut.  Instead she was
surprised to see the young girl turn into Larch Grove.  She knew instantly,
of course, who lived in Larch Grove but she didn't believe that they would
have the guts to invite her home.

   Watching from the corner of the road she saw her sister walk up the path
to Jason's house, saw the door open quickly and saw that same door shut the
instant the young girl crossed the threshold.

   This time Becky could do nothing but imagine what might be happening in
the private confines of the house and, rather unhappy to have missed out on
her usual entertainment, she turned away to return to her own home.

   Rachael had not been aware of her sisters' attention.  None of the
threesome was aware that theirs was a shared secret.  The door to Jason's
house had opened as she approached and she had hurried inside to try and
reduce the prospect of being seen.

   Jason had quickly shut the door behind her and then, taking her hand,
led her down the hall, up the stairs and into the guest bedroom at the rear
of the house.  Darren was waiting there, sitting quietly on the floor.

   He broke into a smile when he saw the girl enter and, as she unbuttoned
her heavy coat he crawled over to her and began undoing her trousers as she
let the coat slip off her shoulders.

   Jason joined in by helping Rachael out of her pullover and then almost
taking her head off with her t shirt in his excitement.

   As the giggling girl toppled sideways onto the bed Darren removed her of
her jeans and panties and for a brief moment she simply lay there, wearing
a pair of white socks and a smile, whilst the two boys, her boys, washed
her body with their eyes.

   The magic was dispelled when Jason explained that she had to get off the
bed to avoid messing up the covers and the girl slipped quietly onto the
floor between the boys.

   Jason grabbed her hips and drew her into a crawling position with her
head facing his friend Darren and him enjoying the site of Rachael's firm
pale skinned backside pointing at him.  Jason slipped a hand between the
girls slightly parted thighs and, finding her sex, was rewarded with a
definitive moan from the young girl.

   Seeing his cue Darren climbed to his knees, unzipped his jeans and
offered his erection to the girl.  She took it into her mouth with a
passion.  A passion borne of abstinence and the feelings being instigated
by Jason deep within.

   Of course the abstinence was mutual and Darren lasted only a few brief
moments before exploding into Rachael's mouth.  He allowed his erection to
plop out of her mouth and watched as she hung her head, panting and
dribbling his cum.  Jason was becoming more forceful and his thrusts were
pushing the girl forward in a rhythmic rocking motion.

   Darren watched spellbound as the young girl gave herself, her emotions,
to the moment.  He relished the complete trust that she had in them, the
complete surrender of her body and the ecstasy etched upon her young face
as Jason dragged a long hard climax out of her.

   Rachael allowed her arms to buckle under her and slipped down to rest
her head on the thick carpet of the bedroom floor.  Delightfully, as far as
Darren was concerned, she left her backside up in the air and on full
display.  Standing, he stepped over the girl and encouraged his friend to
move aside.

   Looking between her slightly parted legs he could see her puffy sex. 
See the redness, the swollen lips caused by the finger assault that Jason
had inflicted.

   He reached forward, touching the swollen skin gently and enjoyed the
reaction that Rachael displayed as a shockwave passed through her.  He
probed again and was once again rewarded with a ripple of muscular movement
through her body.  He slipped a finger deep within her folds and felt her
press back against his hand.  He added a second finger and saw her head
rise up as she once again took weight on her arms.

   Darren was aware of a shadow slipping along her back as it arched
against his touch.  He watched Jason take his position at her head, watched
as his zipper slid down, his cock poke over the top of his boxers.

   Darren started his own rhythmic dance with his fingers as Jason held his
erection out for the girl to take in her mouth.

   Rachael looked up briefly into Jason's eyes and then bent to her task by
sucking the head of his cock into her mouth like she had done so many times
before.

   Jason was even quicker than Darren on this occasion and the girl was
again left to savour her own slow build up and urgent climax with fresh cum
dripping from her mouth.

   The boys allowed her a short time to recover before encouraging her to
dress and shepherding her out of the door.  They then left themselves
having been careful to tidy up any disturbance in the guest bedroom first.

   The trio managed one more brief encounter at the hut towards the end of
the week.  This time, of course, their liaison was witnessed by Becky from
the discomfort of her brick stack.

   It had been raining on and off all morning and now the biting wind was
seriously hampering her attempt to get "in the mood." She lay half on her
side with her jeans undone and pushed down to her thighs.

   Her hand was already inside her dampening panties as she watched the
boys fondle her naked younger sister through the grimy cabin window.

   This time, Rachael had been tied, on her back, across the desk.  Her
ankles and wrists had been secured to the desk legs and she was looking
most uncomfortable.

   Her arse was barely supported on one side of the desk and her head hung
over the other side.

   Her legs were spread wide and Becky had an excellent view of Darren
plunging his fingers into her sex.

   At the same time Jason was thrusting his hard cock deep into the girls'
throat.  Given her position she had absolutely no control over how far he
pushed or how deep he plunged and Jason was taking full advantage of the
fact.

   In fact, Becky realised, he was really fucking her face.

   Her fingers worked faster within her panties, she was so close now.  So
very close.

   The heavens opened.  Not rain but hail came down.  Hard stinging hail,
assaulting the thin cotton panties protecting Becky's delicate flesh.

   On impulse she rolled further over, almost onto her back, and shoved the
white cotton panties down to meet the material of her jeans and exposing
her own sex to the elements.

   She spread her legs as best she could given the confines of the material
around her thighs and relished the impact of the hailstones on her sex. 
She reached down and ground one or two pieces of frozen water deep inside
of herself and, in that instant, was engulfed by her best climax ever.

   She recovered after a few minutes and repositioned herself to peer, once
again, through the cabin window.

   It was over.

   She was in time to see Rachael's naked form bend to reclaim some
discarded clothing and for one or other of the boys, she wasn't sure who,
to take the opportunity to give that firm bare arse a playful slap.

   Becky dressed herself and, after allowing time for the other three to
have a good lead on her slipped down from her hiding place to make her way
home.

   The trio had no further opportunity for a get together until Christmas
was nearly upon them.

   Becky, on the other hand, had taken advantage of her new found delight
and would often disappear during the worst of the weather.

   Taking care to ensure that she was never seen, she would divest herself
of her clothing and prance naked in the pouring rain until her very bones
began to freeze.  Only then would she stoke up her internal furnace and
witness the heat from a self induced orgasm chase away the cold and damp.

   Generally these events would occur at the building site.  She would use
the hut both as a changing room and a hiding place in case of some passer
by coming too close.

   Once or twice she made her way to the woodland clearing so loved by the
trio and there she would lie naked on that fallen tree stump, spread her
legs, and let nature assault her.

   The Christmas end of term dances were one of the few occasions when
different ages mixed within the college.

   Essentially, the college was divided between three groups for these
events.

   The youngest three years formed one group, years 10 & 11 the next and
the revered 6th formers held their own more discreet event off site.

   For this year only Rachael would be at the same dance as Jason and
Darren.

   During quiet moments on the trips to and from the school the boys had
been teasing her about getting her naked on the dance floor, having her
suck off a teacher and other more extreme imaginings.

   Now, on a wet and windy Thursday evening the kids made their way back to
the college in time for a 7.00 pm start.

   Darren and Jason had caught up with Becky and Rachael on the way to the
college and now found themselves together in the queue to gain entrance.

   A few minutes later they had paid over their nominal entrance fee,
glanced over the poster sized rules of engagement "no smoking, no alcohol,
no fighting etc etc" and made their way to the cloakroom to drop off their
outdoor clothing.

   In fact the boys were wearing little to protect themselves from the
wintry conditions and were able to discard their lightweight coats onto a
shared peg in double quick time.

   They then watched as the two girls peeled themselves out of their
various coats and scarves and hats.

   Becky was wearing a pair of tight white jeans with a black sequinned
belt and a plain red cotton shirt that was loose enough to hide any bust
that she might have had.

   Rachael wore a tartan skirt which came to mid thigh and topped it off
with a brief top which tied in place behind her neck and left much of her
midriff exposed.

   The boys licked their lips appreciatively.

   Rachael giggled and Becky scowled and stormed off with an exaggerated

   "oh please!"

   The trio separated for a bit then.  The boys joined their own friends in
a huddle at one end of the room and Rachael teamed up with a few of her own
classmates.

   Becky stayed apart from the trio, although she was keeping an eye out
for what they might do later.

   The hall continued to fill as the dj finished setting up.  The bar
(serving soft drinks and snacks) had a steady flow of customers and a few
teachers were patrolling the room trying to make occasional jokes whilst
watching out for the inevitable contraband.

   An hour in and some of the strict groupings were starting to break down.

   30 minutes after that a few brave souls started filling up the dance
floor and then the party started!

   A few tables were scattered around in the corners of the room and
Darren, Jason and a few of their friends captured one of them.

   One way or another Rachael and a couple of her classmates were also
encouraged onto the table and finally the trio were able to start
discreetly flirting.

   Over a fairly short time, as people moved off to dance or visit the bar,
seats were exchanged.  Eventually, the boys ended up sitting either side of
Rachael.

   Each was holding separate conversations.

   The boys with people on either side and Rachael with a boy almost
directly opposite.

   She was somewhat startled when fingers brushed her leg and crept up
under her skirt.  She glanced briefly at Darren, possibly to warn him off,
but he was deep in conversation.  Unable to readily prevent the assault she
moved in closer to the table in an effort to hide that creeping hand from
any other gaze.

   The fingers continued their slow upward progress and Rachael was finding
it increasingly difficult to maintain her own conversation.  That
difficulty was exacerbated when a new hand approached from the other side.

   She stole a glance at Jason who caught her eye, winked and looked away
again.

   Moments later Darren's' hand arrived at the edge of her panties and
carried on moving upwards, eventually coming to a halt when his fingers
brushed the waistband of those panties.

   Rachael dared not look down, despite the fact that she was certain that
her skirt was up around her waist.

   In fact it wasn't.  Both boys had been careful to move in such a way as
to keep their hands out of sight and under the fabric of her tartan skirt.

   Darren now gripped the hem of her panties and applied steady downward
pressure.  Rachael glanced at him again but he was still talking to another
boy and she was forced to turn her attention back to her own conversation.

   It wasn't more than a few seconds, though, before Jason's fingers had
also gripped the hem of her underwear and were also dragging the material
steadily downwards.  A glance in his direction earned her a cheeky grin and
another wink before he too resumed talking to another boy.

   Within moments her panties had been dragged as far down as they could go
whilst she was sitting down.  She wasn't going to allow them any further
access and that was that.

   A quick and unexpected jab in the ribs made Rachael jump up and although
she didn't jump too far and was quick to sit straight back down again the
reduction in contact between her and her seat was sufficient for the boys
to have tugged those panties down past the chair.

   Rachael was all too aware that hr underwear now hung around her knees.

   She reached down to try and recover the errant item but found her
movements hampered by the boys.

   Pretty soon Jason made a big thing about dropping a coin and shot down
to retrieve the cash.  Quick as a flash the panties were around Rachael's
ankles and a quick additional tug made her realise that there was no way
that she could easily recover them from that position.

   Reluctantly she lifted her feet and allowed the underwear to be gathered
up by Jason.

   Now sitting there pantiless she knew it wouldn't be long before one of
other of the boys started on her.  She felt a tingle of nervous excitement.

   She didn't have to wait long.  In short order each of the boys wrapped a
leg around whichever leg was nearest them.  Little effort was then needed
to force the girl to part her legs sufficiently for a hand to dip between
her thighs and probe the delights within and the boys wasted no time before
doing exactly that.

   Between them they slowly and steadily built the girl up to a sexual
frenzy.  A frenzy that was more intense because of her need to control, or
at least attempt to control, both her speech and her movement in the
crowded environment.

   Her eventual climax forced the occasional sound or gasp of air to escape
her lips.  By and large those sounds were covered by the music but the
young lad chatting across the table with her was most confused by the
additional expression that she seemed to put into some words.

   It was then, when she was at her most confused, her most vulnerable,
that Darren invited her to dance.

   To the accompaniment of jeers and whistles from others nearby Darren led
the girl onto the dance floor in time for a nice slow dance.  He held her
close and shuffled in the way that most young boys do when they slow dance
with a girl.  Periodically he allowed a hand to stray to her backside, just
briefly, and she would become aware of the roughness of the tartan cloth
and the distinct lack of underwear.

   He leant in close and whispered in her ear.

   "That was kinda fun.  Did you enjoy it?"

   she nodded

   "Good.  Now where shall I take you so that you can suck my cock?" he
asked

   A brief look of horror crossed her face.

   "no Darren, there are too many people.  We might get caught." She said

   He laughed.

   "Of course you are gonna suck me off.  And Jason too.  That's the rules.
You get off - we get off."

   With that the song ended and they headed back to the table.

   Darren got some high fives for the way he groped the girls arse and
Rachael got some lewd suggestions from other boys around the table
suggestions which she ignored rather pointedly.

   Shortly Jason took her hand and led her to dance to yet another slow
song.  He played to his audience and pawed her bum mercilessly. 
Periodically he lifted her skirt just a touch, just enough for her to gasp
in anticipation of being exposed.

   He leaned in close.

   "When the dance finishes go outside and meet Darren by the door.  He'll
be waiting for you."

   She looked at him and then nodded imperceptibly.

   The dance finished and Jason took his applause from the boys at the
table.

   Rachael went the other way.  As she approached the door Darren moved
alongside her.

   "Head for the locker rooms next to the gym" he hissed before moving away
a little.

   Rachael left the hall and made off towards the cloakroom.  Part way
there she ducked down a side corridor slipped through a set of double doors
and was off heading towards the locker rooms as instructed.

   As she approached the gym area she heard footsteps coming towards her
and looked around for somewhere to hide.  She was about to turn and run
when Darren grabbed her arm.

   He led her into the gym itself.

   Rather than turn on the lights they allowed their eyes to become
accustomed to the gloom and then relied on the small amount of natural
light coming through the high windows from the security lights outside.

   As he led Rachael across the room Darren found the ties to her top and
pulled them undone.  He allowed the top to fall down at the front and then
guided it past the girls hips and down her legs to the floor.

   Picking the top up, he twirled it around several times and then tied one
end of it to Rachael's left wrist.  They kept walking.

   Arriving finally at the far side of the gym he had the girl undo and
step out of her skirt.  She hesitated only briefly before stripping the
skirt off and handing the garment to him.  Once again he twirled it around
before tying it to her right wrist.  He then turned her around, backed her
against the wall bars and proceeded to secure her to them.  He stepped back
to admire his handiwork.

   Rachael was naked save for her shoes and socks.  Her arms tied above her
head.  She looked delectable, vulnerable, and available.

   He moved forward and encouraged her legs to part with one hand.  She
opened her legs willingly.  He inserted first one and then a second finger
between the outer folds of her cunt and then, ever so slowly, slipped them
deep inside of her.  Rachael gasped.

   "You wanna suck cock?" Darren asked her as he ground her fingers into
her.

   She whimpered a little but nodded.

   He continued to violate her cunt with those fingers whilst he used his
other hand to undo his own trousers.  He made sure that Rachael was
watching as he lowered his boxers and allowed his erect cock to taste air
for the first time tonight.  Still probing the girl he used his hand to
jack himself a few times.

   Even in the low light of the gym a spot of pre cum could be seen at the
tip of his cock.

   He withdrew his fingers from the girls cunt and climbed the wall bars
until his groin was directly in front of the girls face.

   "Open wide" he commanded.

   She did and he helped his cock find its target with one hand whilst
holding onto the wall bars with the other.  A few strokes later and he
started to climax.  As he did so his cock slipped from her mouth and the
result was that he sprayed his come all over her face and hair.

   He allowed himself to drop to the floor where he sat, looking at the
girl.

   "C'mon Darren" she whispered "unite me"

   Darren held a finger to his lips in a gesture for her to be quiet.  He
pointed towards the door through which a light could be seen.  A torch
maybe.

   Footsteps came closer.  Heavy footsteps.

   "Darren!" she hissed

   The door swung open, torchlight filled the area and then started its
progression around the room in an arc.

   Rachael struggled against her improvised bonds and, as the light arrived
at her naked form she tried to turn both her body and her face away to
avoid detection for as long as possible.

   The light came closer.  She could see nothing but the light.

   Where was Darren?

   And then the light turned on itself and shone in the face of Jason.

   Beaming Jason.

   He and Darren fell about whilst Rachael complained that it wasn't funny
and that she should be getting back to the dance now.

   Two inserted fingers from Darren silenced her.

   While she resumed her riding of those two welcome friends Jason divested
himself of his trousers and boxers and, copying Darren's technique,
clambered up to insert his erection into the wanton girls' mouth.

   His climax was more controlled and he was able to deposit all of his
sticky secretion into the willing mouth and receptive throat.  He then
rejoined Darren at ground level and assisted Rachael to her second orgasm
of the night by pinching and twisting her nipples whilst Darren continued
his rhythmic battering.

   Once untied the boys helped Rachael gather up her clothes and then
escorted her out of the gym, still naked, and into the locker room where
she was able to wash and restore herself somewhat.

   The trio then resumed their places at the dance in the hall, arriving a
little apart from each other to avoid conclusions being drawn.

   Becky watched each of them return one by one and wondered where they had
taken her sister tonight.

   She had no doubt that the girl would have willingly serviced both boys
but did wonder where they found that was private enough.