Village Girl

I pushed my chair back and walked as carefully as I could up to the east table.

I shook hands with Peter Bane, "Congratulations Sarah..."

Peter turned the microphone on and continued his congratulations over the public address system, "...Sarah was a little reluctant to start her NVQ and her sponsor even noted in his proposal to the NVQ Board that he doubted that Sarah would complete the course but he felt that she needed the focus and structure in her life that performing tasks towards an NVQ would give her, even if she only took part for one year..."

Peter picked up the envelope in front of him, "...when Sarah's score was brought to my attention, I knew that she was way beyond deserving of a cash award, she attained an average score of ninety five percent across the board in her Business Studies course, making her the top student in the country, not only in business studies but across all the disciplines in the NVQ group."

I opened the envelope and almost passed out, I'd been given a check for two thousand pounds.

I stumbled through my acceptance speech and returned to my seat, as I passed behind two men close to the east end of the northern table I heard, "Perhaps with that two thousand pounds...she'll be able to afford underwear!"

I wasn't shocked by the comment, I knew that I wasn't wearing underwear under my dress...my mother's dress...and I knew that some men wouldn't like seeing me dressed that way but those men were very much in the minority. I slipped back in my seat between Sam Benson and Gavin Eldridge, I knew that my face was bright red from all the attention and a little because of embarrassment at the way my mother had talked me into dressing.

I hadn't taken a coat with me because I had expected my father to pull right up to the steps of the Guildhall to drop me off and to pick me up as well, so a coat would have just been an encumbrance. On the mile long walk from the Guildhall to the Grand Hotel, I really wished that I'd brought a coat with me...it wasn't cold, far from it, it was a warm night and I was adding to the heat because of the amount of blushing I was doing. Wearing an exhibitionists dress in a function room was one thing but wearing it out on the streets was another.

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We walked into the reception area of the Grand Hotel, It had been a very grand hotel in the past but now it was a Travelodge. Gavin pressed the buzzer on the reception desk, the receptionist had obviously been sleeping in the back office, she rushed out and the first thing she said was, "Sorry, we're fully booked tonight, most hotels in the town are because of the convention at the Guildhall."

Gavin turned to look at me, "I'm sorry about that...I could call you a taxi and pay for it to take you home if you like!"

I bit the inside of my bottom lip, "Are there any alternatives?"

"Well, I could book you into my room with me...I'd promise to behave like a gentleman!"

I nodded my head.

Gavin took his key card out of his pocket and handed it over to the receptionist, "Could you add Sarah Clarke to my room and amend my bill please, bed and breakfast for two."

The receptionist looked very suspicious of me because of the way that I was dressed...she had to think that I was a 'Street Walker' or is the term, 'Sex Worker' these days? She looked at the key card and tapped his room number into her computer, "Looks like you have a message sir."

Gavin was given a second key card for me and his message, his computer record was altered and he was given a new bill. As we walked towards the stairs he said, "It's only cost me the ten pounds for the extra breakfast...because I was in a double room anyway I'd already paid as if there were two of me."

Gavin read the message, "Damned!"

"Problem?"

"That prat Peter Bane, he wants to talk to me tonight or at the latest over breakfast, he's getting bloody desperate to get my agreement to build social housing for him before he has to see the Housing Minister on Monday at Number Ten."

Gavin unlocked the door to his room and held it open for me to walk through in front of him.

The room was reasonably large, the bed was overly large, it was bigger than a standard double, over six feet square.

I looked at the bed and turned to look at Gavin, I was bowled over onto my back on the bed, Gavin had launched himself at me like a rocket, his mouth seeking mine out hungrily. I fought him off, pushed him off of me and he suddenly came to his senses, "Sorry...sorry...sorry! I promised to behave like a gentleman and I've let myself down!"

"Do you have any condoms?"

Gavin had looked shocked when I pushed him off of me...my asking if he had any condoms shocked him even more, he was quite taken aback as he lay on his side looking down at me still lying on my back.

He mumbled, "Erm...no, is it important?"

"My mother told me to get condoms at the Guildhall, she told me that there was a machine in the ladies toilet but it was out of order when I tried to buy some earlier."

"Wait a minute...you're telling me that you assumed that we'd be having sex tonight and you told your mother?"

I made a circling motion with my hand, "The other way around...I told my mother that you offered to get me a room of my own so that I could go with you in the morning to look at two new buildings that you're constructing. She told me that you'd expect sex and that I should buy condoms in case you didn't have one."

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He got over his shock quickly and covered my upper body with his again to kiss me and as we kissed his hand slid down between my legs and he lifted the front of my dress to get a handful of my pussy. I felt his mouth turn into a smile as he kissed me. And then he pulled his mouth away from mine and looked down at my exposed pussy.

"All the men at the banquet thought that you were commando under that very sexy dress...Damned it, I didn't believe them!"

He opened his trousers, I reached down and took his cock in my hand...now this I was used to...not on a bed though, usually standing up, usually out the back of a pub or club and usually the cock belonged to a family member.

I'd lifted my upper body to reach his cock and to look down his body to see what he looked like outside of his trousers...this was another difference, I'd felt cocks before...rubbed them to completion...but never seen one in the light.

He pushed me back down onto my back and he shuffled his hips over mine, dragging his cock across my thigh. I pushed him off of me again and he looked more affronted this time than shocked.

"What the hell?"

He was still in contact, his erection pressing into my thigh, I'd only managed to push his upper body away from mine.

"We need something to cover the bed with...this could get very messy!"

"How?"

"When you deflower me."

"You're still a virgin...but you can't be...not dressed like that...and what your mother told you...I'm very confused now!"

"I'm still a virgin. I've never gone further than wanking a boy off so far...much to my mother's disappointment!"

I felt his cock suddenly deflate against my thigh.

"All we need is a bath towel and we'll be good to go."

"I'm not sure that I actually want to deflower you...sorry."

"Well, it's your choice, I'm ready, just need a towel to save the bed getting messy."

He still looked very confused as he walked into the bathroom; I stood behind him, watching him standing in the bathroom in a quandary, I smiled as I watched his cock looking at his shoes.

"It might not even be messy...I've ridden horses all my life, I could have torn my hymen when I was a toddler. If it helps, I'd be grateful to you if you could help me to get rid of my virginity."

As I spoke to him from the bathroom doorway I took my dress off, he looked in the bathroom mirror and saw my totally naked body for the first time, he gasped and turned to face me, his cock stood to attention, it's view focused from his feet to my face and he grinned at me before pulling a towel from the towel rail.

"Come on then, let's get this show on the road!" he stripped quickly as he walked from the bathroom until we were both totally naked.

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I walked back to the bed, I dragged the duvet onto the floor at the foot of the bed and then held my hand out to help spread the towel over the middle of the bed before positioning myself in the centre of the towel and bed.

He knelt between my open thighs. He lowered himself down to kiss me but while still holding his cock at my gateway.

He pushed his upper body up again and smiled at me, "Are you the kind of girl who would rather pull a band-aid off quickly or slowly?"

"As quick as possible, less pain..."

I didn't get to finish my statement, my scream drowned out all thoughts of words as he dropped his full weight down on top of me, sinking his bone into my cunt to the hilt in a fraction of a second. He didn't fuck me so much as stab me with his cock and then he looked down between our bodies as he pulled his cock back an inch out of my body.

"Wow...you were a virgin...I can't believe a girl who looks like you and dresses like you can still be a virgin."

"Comes from living in a small village where you're related to everyone who lives in that village."

He eased his cock back in the inch he'd just pulled out and as he lowered his mouth back to mine he looked worried.

I shook his kiss off, "Is there a problem?"

"Yes, you're so fucking tight that I almost shot my load just getting in you, I'm afraid that when I actually start shagging you in earnest I'll cum too quickly...be a disappointment for you on your first time."

"Don't worry about that, my mother has been preparing me for my first time to be a disappointment, she always told me to just take the pain hit the first time and try again when the man gets his erection back...she promised me that the second time would be magical."

He chuckled as I hooked my arm around the back of his neck and pulled his mouth back down onto mine. He was right though, I didn't even get a warm feeling from the fuck before he was scalding the inside of my cunt with his hot spunk.

He fell on top of me gasping for air and apologising at the same time. I told him that it was okay and that we could try again later if he wanted to.

He was still planted in my cunt but his cock was deflating rapidly, dragging a bloody mess of his own ejaculate out of my body just as a knock came at the bedroom door.

Gavin, are you decent...Gavin...you there?"

"It's Peter Bane, he won't take no for an answer, he's desperate to see me this weekend."

"I'll go and have a shower, wash some of this blood out of me and your semen!"

We kissed one more time and I slipped off the bed, pulling the towel behind me.

Gavin pulled one of the hotel's towelling robes on and waited for me to close the bathroom door before he opened his bedroom door to Peter.

"I've pinched a bottle of the good stuff from the top table and I have two glasses...sorry, do you have company?"

Peter looked down at my dress on the floor by the bathroom door, "Sarah Clarke?"

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I heard Gavin say yes as I stepped under the shower.

I washed myself as quickly as I could and as I turned the water off Gavin opened the bathroom door and whispered, "You know that whole losing your virginity thing?"

I nodded my head.

"Did it matter to you who took it?"

"No...not at all...any man would have done...well, any man I'm not related to that is!"

Gavin closed the bathroom door behind himself and whispered again, "The thing is, Peter's out there with a bottle of champagne and he knows that you're here and that we've already had sex and he has the hots for you. If you let him fuck you...well, you'll get some pleasure and if I'm allowed to watch you do it...I'll get hard again faster, and you can double your pleasure...what do you say?"

I nodded my head, I pulled another of the hotel bathrobes on and followed Gavin out of the bathroom. Peter was sitting on the only chair in the bedroom and I sat on the bed. Gavin and I shared a glass full of the quality champagne while Peter was making small talk. Gavin kissed me and he eased my dressing gown open over my legs, exposing just a hint of pussy hair.

I looked through the champagne at Peter, he'd noticed the wisps of hair that were now on view through the open robe and reading his face...he'd just realised that sex might just be on the cards for him, he looked from my pussy to the crumpled heap of my dress on the floor.

"I was a little shocked earlier when I saw you wearing that dress. When I was a student at Nottingham University, I knew a girl who had a dress like that. I wouldn't say she was a girlfriend but she would come to my flat a couple of times a month for sex when she was horny. We had a good time for eighteen months and then she disappeared."

"If you had sex with her for eighteen months...why wouldn't you call her a girlfriend?"

"She was engaged to a sailor but he was on a nuclear submarine, the kind that left the Clyde on a Monday morning, submerged and didn't surface again for eighteen months and when it did surface it was back at the Clyde."

"So...what happened to her?"

"I assumed that after eighteen months he had come back and she was getting sex from him...she probably married him in the end."

Gavin kissed me again and he slipped his hand inside the top of my bathrobe to fondle my breasts as I was talking to Peter. He was all but licking his lips at the prospect that he might get to fuck a woman half his age...all thoughts of negotiating a housing project with Gavin was gone now waved away with the wagging of Peter's tail.

"What was your friend's name?"

Peter laughed, "You're not going to believe this but in the eighteen months that I knew her she never told me her name. I saw her for the first time at a party, she was wearing a dress exactly like yours and I called her Sonja."

It was my turn to laugh, "Why did you call her Sonja?"

"Because of her long red hair and muscles...she made me think of Red Sonja from the film...and because I called her Sonja, she refused to tell me her real name."

Gavin was moving his forearm away from my body, his hand was still on my breast and because he was moving his forearm he was loosening the belt holding the front of my dressing gown closed.

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Gavin took a sip from our shared glass of sparkling before he said, "So when you saw Sarah...dressed the way she was...you must have got turned on Peter!"

"I did, I really did, it took me ages to be able to stand up to call Sarah down to get her award because I had such a big erection."

"Perhaps you should show Sarah just how big she made you!" Gavin chose that moment to pull the knot holding my robe closed and the robe finally fell open revealing my naked body.

That was enough hinting for Peter, he pulled the knot in his tie open and stood up. Gavin pushed me towards Peter so I rolled off the bed and walked over to Peter totally nude and kissed him. I helped him to undress and then guided him onto the bed next to Gavin.

Peter buried his bone in my cunt and he gasped, "God, you're tighter that I would have imagined from a girl who dressed like you did in public."

Peter could only manage fifteen minutes before he spilled his seed into my womb and he blamed his lack of staying power on the tightness of my vagina. I didn't mind the speed that he finished off in me because he'd managed to give me my first ever orgasm from a cock in my pussy.

Gavin had been watching Peter fucking me closely and he had indeed got the strength back in his loins from watching me getting fucked and as soon as Peter got enough breath back to roll off of me, Gavin took his place.

"Oh...now that's better Sarah, you feel a lot looser now than you did when I took your virginity."

Gavin fucked me for close to an hour before he had his second orgasm of the evening. We had another drink and made small talk, all three of us still totally naked sitting on the bed. After around fifteen minutes I asked Peter if he wanted another go around and we started fucking all over again. We screwed all night long, had a drink and fifteen minute chat between each rotation. I mixed things up a little by sucking Gavin's cock while Peter fucked me doggy style and when Gavin took his next turn fucking me I sucked Peter's cock.

We actually went to sleep at six o'clock in the morning and got a wake-up call at eight o'clock to go down to breakfast. I asked Gavin if I could wear the dress shirt he'd worn the evening, "I can't go down to breakfast in that dress, totally inaptopriate for the Grand Hotel's breakfast buffet."

Peter laughed, "My friend Sonja wouldn't have bothered what other people thought, she'd have been happy to go to breakfast anywhere in her dress like yours."

I borrowed a pair of Gavin's boxer shorts as well as his worn dress shirt, I also pulled the leather belt out of the loops in his tuxedo's trousers to wear around my waist to pull his baggy shirt in above my hips.

We were making small talk over breakfast, I'd got a few off colour looks from a few of the other guests because of the way I was dressed, mainly the elderly ladies...the men all loved seeing the vast expance of thigh I was flashing under Gavin's dress shirt.

"So Pete, cast your mind back...twenty years was it? Between your old girlfriend Sonja and me...who was the better sex partner?"

Peter looked from me to Gavin, "That's a trick question...Sonja was great, she'd had a lot of sexual partners, far more than I'd had at that age and she taught me a lot but you were far tighter so the feeling when I was fucking you was better."

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Gavin butted in at that point, "She's only so tight because I'd taken her virginity ten minutes before you came into my bedroom last night!"

Peter looked shocked, "No way, there is no way that Sarah was a virgin last night."

Gavin just nodded his head, "After breakfast I can show you the towel that she put under her bum when I took her cherry, it's still on the floor of the bathroom."

"So Peter, now that you know that, which of us, me or Sonja, were best?"

"Oh you...definitely you and if last night was really your first foray into sex, you are going to be one of the world's greatest lovers of all time.

I smiled, "Thanks, I'll tell my mother that."

"your mother, why tell your mother?"

I opened my handbag and took my camera out, I flicked through my photos in the memory, selected a photograph of my mother wearing the dress that I'd worn last night, she was at one of my uncles birthday parties, the sexy see-through dress came out two or three times a year...every year. I turned the phone to Peter, "This is my mother!"

"Fucking hell...that's my Sonja!"

"Fucking hell...that's my mother...Victoria."

"What happened to her?"

"She got pregnant about half way through her university course...so she had to drop out. When my father got home from his posting on HMS Vengeance, they got married and my father started working on his family's farm."

"How long had your father been at sea?"

"You got it right last night, the Vengeance was a ship that went on eighteen month long tours, so my dad had been away from England for a year before I was conceived!"

Peter suddenly turned bright red, "Well, unless your mother was having sex with others while we were together, I could be your father."

"My mother said that she only ever had sex with one man at university but she said it was a guy called Ben Sherman."

"She called me that because I wore Ben Sherman shirts all the time. Does your father know?"

"My dad was really happy that my mother had fallen pregnant by another man, they're actually first cousins, it's very common for first cousins to marry in our family but the kids usually end up with webbed toes or extra fingers...that kind of thing."