Chapter 3 in the continuing saga of the widening of young Heather's sexual horizon's as she grows up following marriage at just turned sixteen. Best read after reading chapters 1 and 2. I repeat that the content of these stories is a mixture of imagination, wishful thinking and actual true events. Enjoy trying to guess which applies to which part!

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Chapter 3 (age 16). DREAMS COME TRUE. Heather lets other men into her for the first time.
by niceneasy

Story codes for this chapter: MMMf, cons, voy. Heather is age 16 and 3 months.

���I was due to go out for a drink with Paul and Steve on Friday, and broached the idea to them over a pint. Paul was straight up for it, but Steve was a bit hesitant. I think he didn't believe that I would really let my wife get porked by two other men. I finally convinced him that it was her idea as much as mine, and he seemed to warm to the notion of the two of them taking turns in her. We fixed up the following Friday for the big night, and agreed to all meet in the pub just around the corner for a few drinks beforehand, just to ease any nerves.

���When I got home I told Heather that they'd agreed, and that next Friday would be the date. She seemed shocked that they were prepared to do it. She questioned me. "Are you sure they agreed?""Definitely" I told her. For a moment I thought she was going to back out, but when I told her how much they (and I) were looking forward to it, she said "What on earth am I going to wear?" "Nothing!" I replied. "No, seriously;wear your school uniform and stockings and suspenders. When I told Steve how sexy you look in those I swear he got a glint in his eye and a smile on his face!" She giggled. "O.K., then!"

���Friday evening came around. Heather was home from work before me;when I got in I asked her if she was still up for what we had planned, half-afraid she would say no. "Yes," she said "- I still want to do it." I could hear the suppressed excitement in her voice. Then she said quietly "With photos." I almost couldn't believe what I had heard. "You mean - you want me to take photos of you - of them doing stuff to you?" I stammered. "And video, as well, if you want" she whispered, blushing furiously. "So I can see myself like the girls in your sex videos."

���"If that's what you want, of course I'll do it" I said, and hurried to set up the camcorder on top of the cupboard in the front room. My camera was normally kept in the front room, anyway, and it had nearly a full film in it. We walked round to the pub, and I bought drinks for us. Paul walked in a few minutes later, then Steve. Paul was clearly struggling to contain his excitement, but Steve just seemed his normal self. Heather was clearly nervous, and I hoped that nothing would go wrong.

���As we had a few more drinks, coupled with a snack, everyone was loosening up and relaxing. Paul snuggled up close to Heather and held her hand, telling her how lovely she looked. Steve looked amused by the whole thing. Eventually I said "O.K., let's go" and we left. Heather and Paul held hands walking back - I found just this quite erotic, and could feel my cock hardening a little. Steve and I were in front, and suddenly couldn't hear them behind us. We turned round and saw them standing on the pavement kissing. It was clear, even from about 20 feet away, that their tongues were active.

���"Come on!" I chided. "There'll be plenty of time for that when we get in. Can't you two wait?" "No!" came the response from Paul, laughing. But they caught us up, and we were soon indoors. I whispered to my wife "Go up and change, then." She giggled nervously but went off up the stairs. The three of us went into the living-room, and I opened some beers. "Where's she gone, then?" queried Paul. I told him not to be so impatient - she'd be down shortly,

���When she walked into the room, all conversation stopped dead. "She'd even had the presence of mind to carry her school satchel! "Fucking hell!" said Paul after a few seconds. Heather's face dropped. "Don't you like me like this?" she tremoured. "Oh, you beauty" gasped Paul "- you must be joking. Like you? I've never seen anyone so sexy and beautiful. Come and sit here and let me look at you!" Her face brightened up, and she blushed furiously as she walked to the sofa and sat between them, but not before I quickly took a couple of photos of her. Steve just gulped and went flushed, and couldn't take his eyes off her. He said absolutely nothing, and I sensed that the school uniform had really struck home with him.

���I quickly reached up and pressed the start button on the camcorder, which I had trained on the sofa when I had set it up. Paul started kissing my wife's cheek and neck, and this encouraged Steve to do the same on the other side. Soon she was breathing heavily, with lots of "mmms" and responding with kisses of her own as they worked her up with their mouths and hands. Her breasts were being fondled through her school shirt, and she was clearly enjoying having her lovely stockinged thighs stroked. I suddenly remembered about taking still photos, and started to snap at intervals.

���As their hands worked up past her stocking-tops Heather parted her legs. Steve pulled her school skirt up to her waist, and Paul started to stroke her through her knickers. She gasped at his first touch. "Take her knickers off!" I called across. "Heather, lift your bottom up," Steve instructed. My wife eagerly obliged, and her knickers were soon removed, exposing her gorgeous thick bush of hair. I truly love that bush - she had shaved it once, and I was so upset, she never did it again. She tells me that she had hair start to grow down there when she was still at primary school. By the time that she got to the third year at secondary school it was dark and thick, and she said that for the rest of her time at school the other girls used to tease her at P.E. because there was always hair sticking out as her gym knickers simply couldn't keep it all in. I told her that they were just jealous because she was so much more physically developed and grown up than they were. I really like combing her bush and making it soft and fluffy, and she likes this a lot too. It usually leads to me searching for her swollen clitoris in there with first my fingers and then my tongue (which she likes!) and then fucking and squirting in her.

���Paul knelt between Heather's legs, undid his trousers and pulled them and his pants down. My aroused wife looked at his cock sticking up proudly, and reached out and fondled it lovingly. It was quite long, although not especially thick. He gasped as she rubbed it up against her slippery slit, and he started to undo her shirt. "Let me take your clothes off!" he begged. To my surprise Steve jumped in and said "No - I love her in those clothes;let's just undo everything!" Heather giggled, and continued to rub Paul's cock as Steve unbuttoned her shirt, pulled her tie loose, and unclipped her front-loading bra, exposing her lovely full breasts with their large nipples that just invited fondling.

���Paul suddenly seemed to have cold feet about porking my wife;turning to me, he asked "Can I really fuck her?" "Go on." I answered. "Fuck her. Use her. Fuck her as much as you want!" Without any further hesitation he inserted his cock in her and in a few strokes had worked it in to his balls. "Oh, yes, yes...." panted Heather. "Do it to me - do me lots!" In and out he stroked, not particularly fast but with a steady rhythm. Steve was at my wife's head, kissing her and encouraging her.

���As Paul worked up to a climax I was beside her, taking some great photos. The sight of me photographing her taking cock from another man seemed to turn my child lover on even more. She lifted herself up on her elbows so that she could watch herself being fucked. "Oh, I'm a slut!" she cried. "I'm such a slut! Tell me what a dirty child slut I am!" I entered straight into the spirit of things. "Yes, I'm married to such a dirty young slut - such a filthy and cock-hungry child that any man would want to fuck and spunk in!" Steve chipped in, too. "You're such a sweet horny slut, so good at taking cock that I wish I was married to you!" "You can fuck me, too, Steve" Heather gasped, and pulled his head down and kissed him passionately.

���It was an unforgettable sight, my lovely young child-bride (she was still not long turned sixteen) letting her developing, nubile and fertile body being used by two men, and so obviously loving it. I could see her sweet young belly bulging just above her lovely bush each time Paul's cock went right in again. As she was being fucked, her full breasts wobbled in time with Paul's rhythmic pounding between her open legs. Steve took hold of one breast and fondled it, and sucked her nipple until it stood out proudly.

���Heather stayed up on her elbows so she could watch Paul's cock fucking her. "I can tell you like fucking really young girls, Paul" she panted. "I'm only sixteen.......I bet you wish I was even younger, don't you? Fourteen? Twelve?" I could tell she was really pressing his buttons. "Oh, God, Heather!" he croaked, ramming his whole cock all the way into her self-lubricated cunt with every thrust. "This is the best fuck I've ever had, and with a gorgeous Lolita child!"

���"Oh, Paul!" she breathed. "I'll let you shag me when I'm grown up, as well - I bet I'll be even better then!" "Nothing could be better than this" he replied hoarsely, "shagging a sixteen year-old that can take cock better than any grown woman!" His breathing suddenly quickened. He turned to me;"Can I come in her?" he gasped. Before I could say that it was fine as she was on the Pill, Heather answered him. "Oh, yes, don't pull it out - shoot and squirt in me! I think - I think you're coming! Yes, go on, go on......!" I saw the underside of Paul's cock bulge as the spunk charged up his tube and burst out into her warm welcoming belly.

���He drained his balls into her, and sank down onto his knees. "Oh, Heather, you young slut - that was great!" he panted. Heather, face really flushed, turned to Steve and said "Now, you, Steve, now you. Please............!" She reached for his trousers and undid them, and drew out his cock. But there was clearly a problem;he didn't have an erection at all. I said to my wife "I think he's still got some inhibitions - use your mouth on him and relax him." She turned on to her side, leant over, and took his cock straight into her mouth. Now I have to say that my wife isn't the greatest cocksucker. In fact, I don't think she likes doing it very much. Her real talent is for fucking - she knows just how to please a man by making best use of her hips, legs and the rest of her beautiful full body to maximise the man's pleasure (until that day, only my pleasure) while she is being fucked. However, the sight of what to outward appearances looked like a young underage schoolgirl with her uniform in disarray and his cock between her sweet wet lips proved to be just what Steve needed to get going. His cock stiffened to full hardness in about ten seconds flat. "Get on your knees for me, sweetness!" he ordered. "I want to get up you from behind." Heather willingly did as she was told, and knelt on the floor with her arms and head on the sofa. Steve knelt behind her, spread her legs, and slid straight in, lubricated by the mixture of my wife's juices and Paul's sperm. "Aaaah!" she exclaimed as she was speared. "It's filling me up! Oh, yes, yes, fill me up! Do me! Do it to me lots!" It was filling her up, as well. Steve's cock wasn't as long as Paul's, but it was considerably thicker, also thicker than mine - her young cunt had never been so stretched, but she was loving it.

���I was loving it, too. I had a raging hard-on and would have loved to have fucked her straight after Steve had finished, but I didn't want to risk diminishing the experience for her of being used for sex by two different (new) men. I got up and adjusted the camcorder to home in her face so that we would have the pleasure of seeing her facial expressions while she was being fucked. Looking at her sweet young sexy face while I was working up to shooting spunk in her belly had always spurred me on. I moved in and took some close-up stills of her cunt filled with cock and her lovely facial expression.

���Steve bent forward and whispered into my wife's ear;I couldn't hear what he said. Then, with a smile on his face, he said "Now, my child, how much do you want me to give you good grades in your exams?" Heather fell straight in with the roleplay as he continued to fuck her relentlessly. "Oh, please sir - I'll do anything you want!" she gasped. "I - I know I've been a bad girl and haven't worked hard;I'll work hard - oh, that's lovely - to give you what you want. I need those grades!"

���"I want you to let me take you into the store-cupboard in the classroom and let me feel your breasts while you wank me off, whenever I want!"

���"Yes - oh yes, feel my breasts as much as you like, sir! Mmmm - mmmm - feel anything as much as you want! I'll wank you - oh, yes, I'll wank you until you come, sir. Oh, please!"

���"Are you going to come out with me in my car every lunchtime and let me fuck you before the afternoon lessons start? Are you going to be teacher's horny pet, gagging for it?"

���"Ooooh, this is lovely - it's so rude.....Yes, sir, you can fuck me every lunchtime so I - oh, god! - so I can have your spunk in me all afternoon. Aaah....aaah....I love you, sir, I love you being my teacher! Am I ........oooh, yes, just like that, right up me!......am I better at doing it than the other girls in the class you've fucked?"

���"You bet you are! And will you let the English teacher and me take turns in you after school when everyone else has gone home- he told me you turn him on so much he really wants to stick his cock in you and fuck you, too?"

���Heather boiled over at this "Yeeeeeeeeeees - both fuck me - Aaaaaaaahhhmmmmm - every day - so exciting.......don't stop - oh, don't stop!.......Oooooooooooooooooh!......I love it! I love it!"

���As she orgasmed, Steve squelched deep into her sopping wet slippery cunt. "Here comes the spunk, you dirty sweet schoolgirl slut! You're the sexiest jailbait slut in the whole school!" he exclaimed, shooting his load into her. Three or four strokes and he had emptied himself into her;he slid slowly out. Heather lay panting on the sofa, remaining in the same position. I got right up close to her exhausted face, and saw it was covered with a thin film of perspiration. A bead of sweat ran down her cheek from her forehead, and I kissed her quickly as it reached her mouth. It tasted salty, and the sweat mixed with our saliva as we gently twirled our tongues in each other's mouth as she subsided.

���"Do - do you want to fuck me as well?" she murmured. "When don't I want to fuck you," I replied. "But not now - later." Heather sat up on the sofa, and Paul and I sat on either side of her, kissing her and nuzzling her neck and cheeks, and telling her how good she was. She had a warm glow about her, and it was clear she had really enjoyed living out her fantasy. Being married, Paul had to leave for home shortly after, but not before fucking her again. He started off in her mouth, and she made a valiant job of sucking him off before he slid into her young cunt for a second time. Now Heather is a thumb-sucker (she still usually sleeps with her thumb in her mouth!). He had turned her on to her side and spooned into her from behind, and she had sucked her thumb contentedly as she was shagged for the third time. She tended to suck her thumb while coming down from orgasm (and still does it as an adult), being quite content to continue being fucked if a man or men still wanted to finish off in her or use her again. Her eyes are always closed when she sucks her thumb at such times, and she seems to be in another place in her mind. It was actually seriously erotic to watch her like this, sucking happily on her wet thumb as Paul worked up to streaming yet another load of sperm into her sweet receptive belly!

���I was so proud of her, having taken all that cock so well at only just sixteen years old and given us all such thrills. Steve was staying overnight, though, and as we had a very big double bed, he came to bed with us. Heather was put between us, and we both fucked her again before falling asleep. I was so hard and excited I felt that I was pumping pints of spunk into her, but it probably wasn't that amount! It felt so brilliant, sliding into her on copious amounts of two men's sperm, still warm. Her hot wriggling hips brought me to shooting very quickly, but fortunately Steve was hard enough again to give her more cock (and more cum!) straight after. It was lovely lying next to her and watching her enjoying being filled with cock and spunk yet again.

���We took turns in my horny young bride twice more during the night, and fucked her again in turn when we woke up in the morning. I went downstairs and brought up breakfast in bed, and after eating we all drifted back off to sleep (not surprisingly!). Around midday we got up and dressed, and Steve headed back to his flat in Brighton. After we said goodbye, Heather turned to me, kissed me and murmured "Thank you, darling - that was awesome!" I was really proud of the child I was married to -not yet fully-grown, but having fully satisfied three rock-hard cocks multiple times in one night. Legendary!

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