When I write fiction, I very rarely describe characters physically, unless it's important somehow, like if they're overly tall, or very fat, or flat-chested, or whatever. I'll say if a girl is pretty, but what difference does it make whether she's a blonde or a red-head, unless it's somehow relevant to the plot? But, for the benefit of those who want/need physical descriptions I'm going to give some vague descriptions of the main players in this story, as we looked back then. Don't expect exact measurements regarding height and weight, because I'm truly hopeless at things like that.

Bella - small and slender, my breasts had yet to fully develop. I had very straight hair that barely touched my shoulders. My hair was very dark, like my mother's, but my skin was pale. I was a pretty girl but kinda plain, I guess. I didn't stand out from the crowd.

Ben - short and a bit chubby, but not fat. He had a mop of curly brown hair and a round face. He was pale too, probably from spending so much time indoors. Partly this was due to the fact that he had a skin condition which tended to flare up more in the summer, when the weather was hot.

Danny - big and solid looking. Not muscular but not fat either - just solid. Very big thighs. Had dark hair that he wore quite long.

Martin - tall and quite muscular, but still slender. Very tanned. Wore his dark hair very short, but not shaven yet.

George - his hair was very blond, which was unusual in our family. It was short and spiky. He was small back then and kinda skinny, but nicely tanned.

Mark - tallish and sort of average build. Had short dark hair and a slightly oriental look to his face.

I did warn you it would be vague, but hope it helps anyway. If you want more specific details or have other questions, just ask. Also, for those who have PM'd me showing concern for the way the story is heading, I did warn you way back in the beginning that there were dark times ahead, but theres's plenty to smile about too. I just hope you'll bear with me and see it through to the end. Part 23 should be finished soon, so look out for that. Comments always welcome, of course.

 

You have added so much more to your stories,with this added visual.:rose:

 

Plain? You sound gorgeous

 

Thanks for the descriptions Bella. It does help a little, at least for me to visualize all the characters. Hope you have a good holiday and can't wait for the next entry.

 

Personally I agree with this post.

That being said I'm very happy with the somewhat vague descriptions Bella. :mrgreen:

 

Part 23
　
After the latest incident with Danny, there was now no doubt in my mind that he would be back for more. As with his first visit, I was conflicted about how I felt about the whole thing. Simply put, part of me hated it and part of me liked it. It wasn't even that I could pick out the bits I liked from the bits I didn't. I could think about a certain part of it - being told to strip naked, for example - and love it and loathe it in almost equal measure. I found myself thinking about and mentally enjoying aspects of that night that I know I hated at the time they were happening. It was all very confusing.
　
And I knew Danny wanted to fuck me. More than that, I knew he intended to fuck me. In a way, I always suspected that Ben would eventually have sex with me. It was only a matter of time. It wasn't something I thought about too much at the time, but it seemed inevitable, the way things were going. One day, he would do it and I would let him, just as I'd let him do everything else to me over the years, ever since those earlier, more innocent times wrestling on the bed, and maybe even before then. On the rare occassion that I thought about it, I was again torn by conflicting thoughts of excitement and fear. And again, although I still didn't know the word, I knew my submissiveness would play a big part in it, as it always did. I always allowed Ben to do these things to me, just as I allowed George to tie me up, and just as I allowed Danny to dominate me so easily. I was weak and easily controlled. At the same time, I got pleasure out of what they did to me. Not just the sexual thrills I received from what the boys were doing to me or making me do to them, but the simple joy of pleasing Ben and George, of making them happy by playing games that they wanted to play. I took delight in being part of their happiness. The fact that they took advantage of my wilingness to please didn't alter that.
　
Over the next few days, I was more aware of Danny, of where he was at any given moment. I'd catch him looking at me in the mornings. I'd listen for when he came home at night. One time, he came home much earlier than usual, when me and Ben were playing on the computer in their room. We'd finished our sex games, of course, but I was very aware of my lack of panties and also that my pussy was still wet from Ben fucking me with the screwdriver handle. Normally, Danny would put on some Heavy Metal music and that would end our fun, as it would force us from the room, but this time he didn't. I had my back to him so I don't know what he was doing, but then I heard him getting changed. Then he did something he'd never done before - he came and sat beside me on the bed, sandwiching me between him and Ben.
　
We were in the middle of a football game. Ben always beat me, but he beat me at every game, so it was no big deal. I was okay on racing games, but hopeless on almost everything else. I think it was an indication of our drifting apart lately that we basically played in silence these days. Back when we were closer, Ben would keep up a running commentary, laughing as he easily ran past my players and scored, mocking my lack of ability, and just having fun. Now it seemed more of a chore, like we were doing it more out of habit than anything else. Like we were just filling the gap between our sex fun and Mum calling us down for tea.
　
Danny didn't say anything as he watched the action on the screen. I was very aware that he was closer than he needed to be, so I shifted slightly closer to Ben, but Danny just moved closer to me again, trapping me between them. Ben was thrashing me, as usual, and had just scored yet another goal, at which time Danny spoke for the first time.
　
"Well, I can see why you like playing with Bella."
　
His double meaning was obvious and it made me blush.
　
Ben just said, "I'll play you after, if you want."
　
Danny laughed and said, "Okay, but I think I'd rather play with Bella."
　
As if to emphasize this, his hand was touching my bum. Ben, as usual, was hunched forward slightly, so he couldn't see what was going on. Danny's hand on my bottom didn't affect my play, as I was so useless anyway. He was just lightly stroking me through my skirt. I felt powerless to do anything, so I tried my best to ignore it and carried on with the game. Then he slipped his hand up the back of my t-shirt and under my bra strap at the back. I wore a bra to school lately, but not always around the house. My breasts weren't yet developed enough to require one all the time. Then I was aware that he was trying to undo it. He was using his left hand, but he'd always been ambidextrous, so it wasn't a problem to him. Luckily at that time the game ended, so I jumped up and said I needed the toilet and hurriedly left the room.
　
I went back, but not before I made a detour to my room for some clean panties. I couldn't chance Danny finding out I wasn't wearing any. When I went back, Ben and Danny were playing together. It was weird to see Danny being so sociable, and Ben too, I guess. It was like when we were younger, everyone playing together. With nowhere else to sit, I found myself sitting between them again. With both of Danny's hands on the controller, there was no chance of him touching me anyway. I played Danny next and then Danny played Ben again (winner stays on) so Danny was always too busy to try anything, but I knew this wasn't over.
　
After that, Danny started touching me in the mornings, during the chaos of breakfast and getting ready for school. Not often, but every now and then, when the opportunity arose, he'd grab my bum or even put his hand up my skirt. It didn't seem to bother him that Mum or my other brothers were around. It wasn't done openly, but there was always the danger of being seen. I, of course, said nothing, not wanting to draw attention to it, which only encouraged him. I knew if I said anything, that it would open a whole can of worms and I didn't want to risk having everything come out. So I just stood there and let it happen.
　
At night, I'd lay awake and listen for when he came home. If he didn't come home, I'd lay in the darkness and await the tapping on my window. Sometimes he didn't come home at all, preferring to stay at a friend's house. In the meantime, things with Ben were moving along as normal - if normal is the right word. He had once more settled into a routine, adding a little variety here and there when he felt like it. Our non-sexual games saw us drifting apart a bit more. We rarely talked or made up stories together now, and seemed more and more to rely on computer games to fill the void. That one time with Danny joining in was actually a highlight that broke up the monotony of our after-sex time together.
　
Me and Mark were still kissing every day after school, except when he had football practice, or something else like that. It hadn't progressed beyond him groping my tits or ass through my clothes, although I was aware that he was getting aroused by it and could feel his hard cock pressing against me as we kissed. With the end of the school year coming up, we were talking about how we could see eachother during the holidays. We'd been to the cinema twice now, along with George and his friends, but only really got time alone during the film itself. With the summer holidays coming up, we knew we'd need George's help again to cover for us. We'd also be going away on holiday at different times with our respective families, and I would be away at my aunt and uncle's for another week or so too, so our time together would be limited anyway. I'm surprised Mark kept at it, as I'm sure he could have found less complicated girls to date.
　
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To be continued, of course. Thanks, as always, for your comments and PMs.

 

This is so real! The mood is a bit of a downer, I have this impending doom feeling, but the writing keeps me reading!

 

Great. Thanks for descriptions too. Look f orward to the next part. :rose: FJ

 

In case I haven't told you lately, I love your writing, and look forward to more just as soon as you can write it.
:rose::excited:

 

wow....this shit is hot!!!

 

Thanks

good decision to repost everything and change omit ages for us newcomers to read and enjoy, Thanks for sharing. :rose:

 

I keep checking back hoping to read more. Thanks for sharing it with us.

 

Love the story! Can't wait for more

 

I really hope the next chapter is coming soon. I've been checking constantly hoping for it to be out already!

 

Very nice Bella.:rose:

 

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very nice bella only thing is we neeed another installment im getting withdrawl symptoms lol

 

I'll be writing and posting more soon. Just had a weird time lately and need to be in the right frame of mind to write, especially as the next few chapters are so important and I need to try and get the tone right. Thanks for all the nice words and comments, and hopefully I'll post more in a day or so.

 

Great story. Thx

 

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