He lowered his head to my leg and licked me slowly from my knee to the top of my inner thigh. Teasing me. Watching me squirm with desire, an ache burrowed deep in my body was released. I writhed and squealed, while arching my back off of the mattress. I felt his teeth clamp down on a piece of skin and gently gnaw, causing me to let out a scream of pleasure. When he suddenly stopped I was left, panting, wanting more.
He placed each knee beside my hips, holding me in place. Of course it didn’t really matter. I wouldn’t have moved even if I could. He had me spellbound. Trapped. His fingertips traced my body from my lips, down my collarbone, around each breast, and each nipple. Even though I still had my top on, I could feel his nails brush against them. His fingers continued down my sides, around my bellybutton, and when they reached the bottom of my shirt, he ripped. My favorite shirt was shredded in half. Tears flowed down my cheeks but I still could not move. He laughed and flicked a nail over my exposed nipple. I shuddered in response, not admitting I wanted more. My body was out of control. She was betraying me. He buried his face between my breasts and dragged his tongue across them, over each nipple, clamping his teeth down occasionally. Letting me know who was in control. It happened so quickly. One minute he was above me, torturing me with that magnificent mouth, the next he was beside the bed roughly handling my wrists. Tying each to the O rings dangling from the bed. I was spread eagle and vulnerable. My cunt was burning hot, aching to be fucked. But he was a vengeful god. He wanted more than a fucking. He wanted to have power, and control. He wanted to make me melt inside those forceful arms. He wanted to make me scream his name, and call him my master. I was willing. I wanted what he wanted so bad. We had a thread of words strung between us. A thread that would break so easily if provoked. We were bound together.
I waited for what would happen next, my breathing even and solid. My chest rising up and down in smooth intervals. Seconds became hours. And I was still waiting. I didn’t know the time. I did not know anything. Those green eyes watching me from the foot of the bed. He had a clear view of me. He saw what I could not. I trembled. He laughed. I didn’t even know this mans name!! But I was here, spread across his bed, like a slut. Waiting to be devoured.
“ Renee, I want you to know that the only words you are allowed to speak, are Yes Master, and Yes Sir. Nothing else. Those are the only words you are allowed. Do you understand?”
“Y-yes…”
“Yes what?”
“Y-y-yes sir.”
“That’s better.”
“Now, do you understand what you are here for child?”
I shook my head. It wasn’t good enough for him. He slapped my thigh hard and my body lurched forward, defying the tight ropes.
“I asked you a question, and you did not respond appropriately. You will be punished every time you do not do as I ask of you. Understood?”
“Yes sir”. I swallowed hard and laid there helpless. He grabbed my shirt from my body and rolled it into a tight ball, making sure it was compact.
“Open your mouth, little slut.”
“NO!” I screamed.
“What did you say? You will open your mouth, even if I have to force you.”
I obeyed, and slowly opened my mouth. He quickly placed my balled up shirt inside my mouth, while pulling out a roll of duct tape. My eyes widened in horror when I realized this was also going across my mouth, to hold the cloth in place. My breath became rapid as he secured the tape, and ran a finger from my chin to between my breasts.
“You like that don’t you? I cant afford to have you screaming like that. Not anymore. Though, it really doesn’t matter if you do. No one can hear you. No one for miles. I really enjoy watching you all tied up and helpless. It thrills me supremely. I live here, in this place, by myself. No one will know that you disappeared. I know your kind. One of those slutty teenagers who think they can tease, but don’t like the consequences. I know you. I know everything about you. I have been watching you around town. Watching you flirt shamelessly, shaking your ass to tease me. You know me too little one. You know me well. You have felt my eyes watching you, and burning holes through your clothing. You enjoyed being watched, didn’t you?”
I shook my head hard, thrashing my body against the mattress, making gurgling sounds through the material gagging my mouth. His laughter burned through my ears and tears poured hard down my face. I felt so sick, horrible, disgusting.
“So Renee, what do you want me to do next?”, his cruel voice echoed, and I let my body fall limp.
The End
A day in the office
A lot to learn
It was a dreary dark day in October and the rain was beating hard against the windows. In the offices of PC Enterprises sat the head of the business Peter Clayton. His office was extremely plush for greeting visitors with everything a Managing Director could wish for.
Outside of his office it was a very different matter. The office workers worked hard, fully aware of Peter’s reputation as a strict disciplinarian who would tolerate no nonsense.
Just outside Peter’s office sat his Personal Assistant Ann. She was relatively new to the job and still had a lot to learn. She was a very pretty girl and drew many admiring glances from the male members of the office especially when she leaned forward showing her ample bosom.
As Ann was about half way through the typing for the morning she heard the intercom on her desk click and Peter said in a clear and very dominant manner “Ann, I want to see you in my office now”. She was worried by the way he said it and tried to think if she had done anything wrong. Nothing came to mind so she picked up her notebook and pen and opened the solid oak door into Peter’s office.
Peter sat in his expensive leather chair and swivelled it round when Ann entered the room and without a smile said “close the door behind you Ann and sit down”. As she turned to close the door his eyes studied her curvaceous bottom and a smile crept across his rugged face.
Ann sat down and nervously looked around the room. Apart from Peter’s large desk and chair, the room had a big conference table, large enough to seat 10 people although there was no-one else in the room at the time. Alongside Peter’s desk there was also a small drinks cabinet for entertainment purposes. She turned her attention back to Peter and looked him nervously in the eyes.
Peter swung from side to side with his hands clasped and smiled when he saw the nervous look on Ann’s face. “Well Ann” he began, “this is your second week in the job and I would like to know if you feel comfortable here and if you wish to stay with the Company?”
Ann felt as though a weight had been taken off her shoulders when she heard him speak. She hadn’t done anything wrong after all. It was just his dominant approach to the job that had worried her. Maybe in time she could get used to it in time…or even like it?
Ann answered “Well Mr Clayton, or shall I call you Sir? I have enjoyed the job a great deal so far and I would like to be able to thank you for giving me the job in the first place. I found it so difficult to get the sort of job that I like”.
“Call me Peter when there is no-one else in the room Ann but Mr Clayton if there is company. Now, about that thank you that you wished to express. I have a way that I would very much appreciate”.
Ann looked at him rather puzzled. She had intended to express her gratitude in a conventional manner i.e. by saying thank you but Peter seemed to have other things in mind.
Peter stood up and walked around to the other side of the desk. He opened the blinds with his fingers, checking to see if anyone was around. Ann looked up at him wondering what he had on his mind. Peter walked back to his own side of the desk pushing the chair to one side as he did so.
“Ann,” he called “I want you to come round here and kneel down under my desk”.
She gingerly walked around the desk, her hands shaking nervously. She started to kneel but stopped half way, looked at Peter and exclaimed “Do I really have to do this?”
Peter replied rather harshly, “well you told me how tough it was to get work so get down or you will be looking for work again!”
Ann accepted that it was pointless arguing with a man like this so she got on her knees and shuffled under the desk.
He sat on his chair and pushed it back into place with his legs spread either side of Ann. A smile spread across his face as he anticipated what would come next.
“Ann” he spoke softly this time, “unzip my trousers”. She grasped the zip with her fingers and slowly pulled it down exposing a pair of Black silk boxer shorts.
“Ok… I am sure you know what to do now Ann”. She had never expected to have to do this to keep a job but, she thought, there could be far worse things.
She reached into his trousers and unbuttoned the boxer shorts. She slid her hand forward and was shocked to feel a large stiff cock about 8 inches long. She stopped for a second to admire it then pulled it gently towards her mouth. The head of the cock was larger than normal even for a cock of this size and she wondered if she would be able to get it in her mouth. Nevertheless she put her lips onto the end and prepared to begin.
When her lips touched his cock Peter took a deep breath and realised that he had made the right choice when taking this girl on. The other candidate for the job had been far better qualified but she was very old fashioned in her dress sense and seemed to have no potential for more “advanced” tasks.
Ann’s sensual lips stroked along the head of Peter’s cock and simultaneously her hand stroked the shaft feeling the soft skin. She reached down and stroked his balls which were swollen too. She slid her lips over the huge head and worked steadily down his cock moving up and down sucking gently as she did so. Peter moaned quietly in pleasure as she did this feeling the sensation of her soft lips on his member.
Suddenly and without warning the office door burst open and a young member of the management team walked in. Peter leaned forward in surprise and shouted loudly at the young man “What the hell do you think you are doing? Nobody enters my office without permission!”
The manager stood bolt upright; shocked by the reprimand he had received from Peter. He was beginning to worry as Peter was notorious for dismissing wayward staff on the spot. He managed to splutter out; “I am sorry Mr Clayton, but your damn PA was not at her desk again and I need these papers signing tonight”.
Peter had calmed down a little but was still furious at being interrupted especially at such a time. With his voice still raised he instructed the manager “Leave the papers on my PA’s desk and get the fuck out NOW!!”
When the manager had burst into the room Ann had pulled Peter’s cock from her mouth in surprise but was still holding the shaft firmly in her grasp. He sat back in his chair and looked down at her still angry at being disturbed. The look of anger frightened Ann and she asked him if she should carry on.
“No Ann” he replied, “I don’t feel in the mood now so clean my cock with a tissue and get back to work”. He pulled a tissue from a drawer in the desk and passed it to her. She wiped his cock down removing the saliva and making sure it was dry. She put the tissue down, carefully slid his semi-erect cock into his boxers and zipped up his trousers carefully. Peter moved to one side and Ann crawled from underneath the desk looking nervously at the door in case someone else should come in unexpectedly.
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Never too late to learn
It was getting late and many of the staff were either at home, or getting ready to leave the office at the end of the day. Ann was still at her desk working on the figures for the conference that Peter would be attending in a couple of day’s time. She had been told firmly on her first day that she was never to leave before her boss unless she had a good reason for doing so and even then she must seek permission.
Peter had been in his office most of the day and Ann had only seen him when she had taken coffee to him. At that point the intercom on her desk switched on and Peter said “Ann, get me a coffee please with plenty of sugar”. She sighed thinking that it didn’t look like he was going to go home just yet and she was so very tired.
She walked to Mr Clayton’s office with the coffee and knocked on the door. He called out “Enter..” in his usual domineering manner. Ann opened the door walked into the office, placed the coffee on Peter’s desk and said “Your coffee Mr Clayton. Will there be anything else?”
“Yes there is something else Ann. Close the door please”. Ann stood apprehensively alongside Peter’s desk. He leant back in his chair and his eyes looked over her sensual body. He looked tired but was obviously not a man to stop work because of a minor thing such as tiredness. He continued “I have about finished for the day you will be pleased to hear that the stress of today’s work has made me a little tense. You are going to help relieve the tension”.
Ann looked at him wondering how he meant her to help him. Maybe he needed a shoulder massage or something similar?
Peter stood up and wandered over to his long Oak conference table. He called Ann over to stand beside him.
“Do you know how long this table has been in the family Ann? It belonged to my Grandfather and my Father after him. I am extremely attached to it and love to feel the solid top. I want you to get closer to it so that you too will appreciate its usefulness”.
Ann turned to him, “What do you mean ‘get closer to it’ Mr. Clayton?”
He replied “Remember I said to call me Peter when we are alone? Anyway, stand at the end of the table and look along it.”
She did as she was told although it seemed pointless to her. She felt his hands on her waist and jumped with surprise. He stood close behind her which made her rather embarrassed.
“Now Ann, remove your shoes & trousers and bend over the table”. She was so shocked she did so without argument knowing that protesting would be pointless anyway. Besides she needed the money that the job brought with it.
She bent over the table and reached out, her hands grasping the sides of it. The oak surface was cold and when her breasts pressed against it her nipples became erect.
Peter had watched her remove her clothing and the excitement caused blood to pump into his groin swelling his cock rapidly. She was wearing red flimsy panties which also turned him on.
Ann heard the clink of a belt buckle being unfastened and heard the noise of a leather belt being removed.
“Ok Ann, I am afraid you are going to get some pain before the pleasure. I have had a tough time today and need to get rid of my anger somehow.”
He had wrapped the expensive leather belt around his hand with about 18 inches loose. He pushed his hand on Ann’s neck to stop her moving. She tried to fight to get up but he was far too strong for her.
“Don’t worry my dear you are only getting 6 strokes today…” Ann’s heart was beating fast at the thought of the leather belt being used on her bottom. The panties were designed to look sexy but not stop the crack of a heavy leather belt on her sensitive bottom.
Peter lifted the belt and spoke firmly to her…”No screaming out during this or you will get more. Is that understood?” Ann responded in a frightened voice “Yes Mr Clayton”.
The belt swished through the air and cracked hard against her buttocks with only the thin panties protecting her bottom. She winced as the pain shot through her body but did not cry out in fear of extra punishment.
He raised the belt again and administered the second stroke. As it struck home a tear appeared in Ann’s eye. Four more times in quick succession he struck her with the belt, when the last one struck home she was sobbing against the table. He threw the belt to the side of the room and stroked her red bottom.
“That was the pain, now the pleasure…” he said to her smiling to himself.
As she sobbed on the table beginning to wonder if this was the job for her Peter stroked his fingers down her hips and started to pull her little panties down. As she was lying on the table this was providing difficult and as they resisted his attempts he grabbed the back of them in a fit of rage and ripped them pulling the remainder between her legs.
She jumped up a little in surprise and stuttered out “My panties!.. they were my best pair” He snapped back “Oh for fucks sake. I will pay for some more for you; now get back on the table you bitch!”
She dropped back on the table in an instant. She had never been treated like this before. Her heart was beating fast, partly with trepidation but also with excitement at the thought of what he might do to her.
He pulled his zip down, unfastened his trousers and in a single motion pushed his trousers and boxer shorts down to his knees. His cock stood erect and ached to be used. He pushed Ann’s top up slightly at the back and unclipped her bra. Her large breasts were released and he reached underneath and pushed the bra upwards to expose them completely.
Ann’s heart was now pounding and she felt his firm hands on her body preventing her getting up although she had no intention of doing so. She felt the touch of his thighs against hers as he moved between her legs and she opened her legs a little. Even now her pussy was very wet and foreplay was definitely now needed.
Peter grasped the shaft of his cock with his free hand and pushed it between Ann’s thighs. She took a rapid deep breath as she felt the solid end touch the lips of her pussy. He pushed it in very slightly and released it moving his hands onto her shoulders.
She waited in anticipation for what was to come next, her body tensed barely able to contain herself. She had almost forgotten the spanking she had received only minutes ago, her bottom was still sore but this looked as though it might be worth it after all.
He arched his back and plunged his stiff cock deep into Ann’s slippery pussy. The first thrust didn’t go all the way but nevertheless she cried out in ecstasy as it plunged deep inside her.
He continued to fuck her using slow steady thrusts going a little deeper each time until she finally had the full eight inches buried in her body. At the end of each thrust she felt his scrotum slide against her thighs stimulating her even more. He leant forward a little and reached under her body with one hand grasping her right breast. The nipple was erect and felt so good to him that it raised a smile. He fondled her breast roughly and then began to roll the nipple between his fingers. He could see she enjoyed this so continued for a while, still thrusting his cock into her body.
As Ann writhed in ecstasy on the table she felt herself coming towards a climax. Few men could give her this and she was thrilled that it seemed she was going to have sex where she could cum first. She started to moan with pleasure as her body was preparing for the ultimate sensation.
Peter heard her starting to moan and put one hand over her mouth to silence her. She loved the way he way was controlling every single aspect of the session from the actions to the noises she could make.
He began to increase the rate at which he thrust into her managing to control his own orgasm. He could feel the sensations pulsing through her body as the sexual fulfilment increased.He managed to hold his hand firmly in place over her mouth as she began to climax. He dare not move it or the whole company would know what was going on.
Ann arched her spine as she reached a point of ecstasy. Peter continued to thrust into her as she came but relaxed to allow himself to reach a climax. Ann felt an explosion of pleasure rack her body and she tensed and relaxed her body as she came. Simutaneously she heard him make a stifled moan and felt the warm sensation inside her vagina as he shot his semen into her.
Both of them relaxed, their bodies spent. Peter slid his cock from between her legs and stood back. Ann got up, her hair dishevelled and her clothes in a mess. Peter reached to his desk and grabbed a box of tissues. He pulled a handful out and passed the box to Ann. “Clean yourself up young lady. We can’t have you going into the office looking like that. The staff will wonder what is going on.”
Ann cleaned herself up, straightened her clothing and her hair making sure she looked presentable. Peter, in the meantime, wiped his cock and pulled his trousers back up before putting his belt back on.
“Shall I go now?” Ann asked wondering if there was anything else. Peter looked at her in his usual stern manner and responded “Yes, that will be all for now”. Ann left the office to return to her desk. As she left she glanced around the main office to see if anyone was there still.
Two young office workers were still there and as she left Mr Claytons office they looked at each other and sniggered. Ann knew at this point that they knew what had been going on. Maybe they had heard the slapping of the belt against her bottom or maybe her moans when being fucked had given the game away. Whichever it was she knew that tomorrow morning she would be the main topic of conversation in the office.
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In conference
The following day Ann arrived at work at her usual time of 7.30am, took her coat off and got herself a coffee and prepared herself for the days tasks. A few minutes later Peter strode through the door in his dark pinstripe suit, white shirt and smart tie carrying his briefcase containing documents he had taken home the previous evening. As he walked passed Ann he bid her good morning and stopped alongside her desk to say “Ann, I need you to organise a conference for me. Come into my office in about 15 minutes and be sure to bring your notepad.”
She looked apprehensive remembering the previous day’s encounters but dare not disobey for fear of what might happen if she did.
Ann knocked on Peter’s door and heard him call “Enter!” in his usual manner. She entered the office and closed the door behind her. Peter gestured for her to sit in the chair opposite him and she sat down looking towards him, trying to gauge what was going on in his mind.
“Ann; I am intending to have a conference next week with all of our suppliers and I need you to organise things for me. I want you to book the Solaris Conference facility in Newcastle City Centre for 2 days, send out invites to the attendees, arrange lunches for everyone and book me a suitable room in a local hotel. I have the list of people I want you to invite here”. He passed her a list of supplier representatives which she glanced at noticing that there was quite a large number.
“Will that be all for now Mr Clayton?” she asked politely. He responded with “Yes that will be all but be sure to pass me the details of the dates, who will be able to attend etc”.
She was about to leave his office when he called her back realising he had forgotten something. “Ann, I forgot to mention that you will be accompanying me to the conference in case I need assistance with order details, contracts or other tasks.”
She was pleased with this as it would be the first time she had been asked to attend a conference even though it was in an Administrative capacity. She asked “Shall I book an extra room then Mr Clayton?” “No, no no Ann. You will be staying in my room to keep costs down. Order a twin room as it’s far cheaper than two singles.”
“But Mr Clayton…” Ann protested, “How can I stay in the same room as you? What about when I am in my nightie…its rather too revealing for this and I only have the one type!" Peter responded “Don’t worry about it Ann, I don’t mind seeing you partially naked so stop complaining and get the arrangements made”.
“But Sir” she stammered, “I will be embarrassed!” He replied sharply as he was losing patience with her…”Ann, get out and do it NOW!”
She left the office none too happy with the situation but accepting that it was going to happen anyway. She consoled herself with the fact that at least she would have a bed to herself.
She rang the Conference Facility and booked it as requested then contacted the Regent Hotel to book the room. “Regent Hotel, how may I help you? the voice answered. Ann spoke in a clear and professional manner, “I would like to book a twin Executive Suite for Thursday 15th”. “I am afraid there are no twin rooms available, only doubles”, the receptionist answered. Ann was worried, what was she to do? She couldn’t fail Mr Clayton and he had specified a Twin Room.
At that moment Peter walked passed so Ann called to him in hushed tones so that others would not overhear. “Mr Clayton, there are only double rooms free at the hotel”.
“Then book one of those Ann, its fine by me”. Ann was horrified and many thoughts passed through her head but she dare not defy Peter so went ahead and booked the double room.
The following Thursday the conference began and Peter took Ann with him introducing her to the various supplier representatives as he met them. She had dressed very smartly wearing dark trousers with a red top and was wearing just the right amount of make-up, highlighting her features without looking unprofessional. Her top however was quite low cut showing a considerable amount of cleavage but Peter considered this an asset as it ensured that suppliers spent plenty of time talking to him.
Deals were being struck between many of the companies and one particular deal was of interest to Peter. It would ensure work for his employees for at least 18 months but more importantly huge amounts of money in his bank account. Peter and the president of the suppliers company were almost at the point of closing the deal so Peter suggested that they retire to his suite for a drink and to finalise the contract.
Ann followed them up to the top floor of the hotel and into the Executive suite she had booked earlier. Complimentary drinks were provided and plush accommodation in the form of comfortable chairs and sofa’s plus a walnut coffee table. She was in quite a jovial mood probably due to the drinks supplied during the conference.
The President of the company doing the deal was a young man of 35 going by the name of Brian. He wore a very smart and expensive Armani suit which impressed Ann. He flopped wearily onto the sofa with his jacket open and called Peter across. Peter sat alongside him and listened intently as Brian spoke quietly to him. Ann presumed it was business related although she was a little puzzled as to why both men glanced at her furtively. Peter smiled and nodded before getting up and gesturing Ann to follow him to the other end of the room.
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She followed although she was a little worried about the purpose behind his request. When they reached the corner of the room Peter looked Ann in the eye and said “Listen, I am going to ask you to do something that is outside of the scope of your job but I intend to get this order at all costs. Brian fancies you and would like to spend some time getting more intimately acquainted. I think you know what I mean.”
Ann was shocked by the proposal and responded angrily with a definite “No way!” Peter grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head close to his. “Listen you fucking bitch. I gave you this job when I should not have even considered you so you are going to repay me for that aren’t you?” He then pushed her roughly onto the bed and strode forcefully back to Brian who was watching the events with interest. As Peter got close he gave Brian a wink and said “She’s all yours. Do what you want with her but don’t use any violence, ok?”
Brian smiled, pulled his jacket & tie off and walked across to Ann. She watched nervously as he rolled up his sleeves and spoke to her. “Get your pants off…and make it quick.”
Peter had a drink in his hand and watched what was happening from a distance. He hated having to do this to Ann but without the order the success of the firm was in doubt.
Ann unbuttoned her trousers, slid them off and dropped them alongside the bed. Brian’s eyes were scanning her legs and thighs which made her even more uncomfortable. Slowly and reluctantly she slid her black lacy panties off and threw them on top of her trousers. In the meantime Brian had taken his shoes & trousers off and Ann could not fail to notice the bulge in his boxer shorts. He pulled them down to reveal his stiff cock and clambered onto the bed. “Kneel on all fours, facing away from me and stay there till I tell you otherwise.” he said in a rather abrupt manner which upset Ann a little but she complied anyway. She had resigned herself to the situation she was in and was just going to accept it hoping it would be over quickly.
Brian knelt behind her, and slid his stiff and throbbing cock between Ann’s warm thighs and pushed the head between the lips of her pussy. She sighed as she felt it touch her and tried to prepare herself for what was to come next.
He bent over her slightly and with a single hard thrust he slammed his cock deep into her pussy. She cried out in shock but secretly enjoyed it and was beginning to feel pleased that it was happening like this. As she cried out she pushed her head back and Brian grabbed Ann’s long dark hair and pulled her towards him. “I am going to fuck you so hard that you will be begging me to stop you fucking slut! You are nothing but a fucking whore here for the purpose of getting my cock stuffed hard into your cunt and to take my cum.” He put his other hand on her waist and began pumping her with all his might.
Peter was getting himself another drink when he heard Ann cry out. He spun his head round to see Brian fucking her roughly. She was obviously in some pain as he pulled her hair harshly and Peter shouted “Hey! I said no fucking violence!” Brian turned and responded with “Do you want that order or what? This fucking slag needs a good shagging anyway to let her know who is boss around here and if I don’t hurt her she might think I am doing it for her pleasure or something.”
Peter sighed and gave up trying to defend Ann and returned to his seat resigning himself to the fact that in business anything goes. He watched Ann taking Brian’s cock up her slippery pussy and even from where he was he could see the tears running down her face as he pulled her hair harder.
Brian began to pump her faster and with a long moan he shot his cum into her. Ann felt the warm liquid spurt into her pussy and felt relieved that at last it was all over. He released her hair, slid his cock out and slapped her hard on the bottom making her yelp in pain. He wiped his cock with a tissue and dressed himself leaving Ann lying on the bed. She put her hand to her head checking that her hair was all there and then flopped back onto the bed.
Brian and Peter sat down on the sofa and got the papers from the briefcase ready to complete the contract. Peter was concerned for Ann’s well being and got up to walk to the bed. Brian scowled at his and said “Where are you going? I want to get this sealed and out of the way.”
Peter simply responded with “Back shortly…” and walked across to Ann. She lay on the bed looking drained after her experience. He stroked her black hair with his hand and for once spoke quietly to her. “I am sorry about that. I didn’t realise that it was going to be like that. I will be back in a minute; get dressed take a rest there for the moment. I will be with you as soon as I can”.
He returned to his seat and the two men went through the process of signing the contract. In the meantime Ann had got up and dressed herself before sitting down on the bed. After signing the documents Brian left the room without speaking to Ann or even looking back.
Peter put his briefcase on the floor and went across to the bed. He sat down alongside Ann who had cheered up a little by now. He looked her in the eyes and said “I can’t thank you enough for that, you may have saved our firm! Maybe I can help to repay you with a nice meal?”
She looked at him and smiled, for the first time she was seeing a more sensitive side to him. Peter phoned a local restaurant and they went from the hotel to his Mercedes and sped off to the restaurant. It was far more plush than anywhere she had been before and she sat down looking forward to a nice meal. The meal was excellent complete with fine wine and finished off with Coffee & mints in the lounge.
She looked forward to more years at the firm wondering what delights would follow….!!
The End
Julia
In this story Julia is 30 and has been married for eight years. She lives with her well-to-do but dull and jealous husband Henry, who is 10 years older in a villa in Innbury, a village near the university town of Barencester. It is Friday night and the two have been for a drink to the local pub, the Stick Inn. Julia jokes and flirts with some young soldiers but the jealous Henry drags her out, intending to take her home.The two quarrel and Henry slaps her. Julia refuses to go with him…
As Henry drove off Julia moved to the corner of the dark narrow lane which ran alongside the Stick Inn. Already, she knew, the dark doorways and alcoves along its length were being occupied by hot couples who would soon be petting passionately, or actually copulating in the shadows. Julia often went into the lane with men or young boys she had picked up in or around the Inn. Kissing and jerking or sucking them off in semi-public in one of the doorways always excited her abnormally.
At the corner of the lane on the Stick Inn wall was a lamp and under this Julia wiped her eyes and began to repair her makeup, meaning to go back into the Inn and rejoin the soldiers. As she did so a middle-aged man in a raincoat passed her and was on the point of turning into the lane, presumably to spy on the couples there. Suddenly he paused running his eyes hungrily over her. She looked up at him. He was clearly a flasher but quite good-looking.
“Want some cock, darling?” he said hoarsely and opened his raincoat. Julia smiled gently and appraised his half-erect penis. She couldn’t resist the excitement of arousing him. “Uhh…” she breathed, mouth parting slackly as if with desire and slowly she squirmed voluptuously drawing one leg up and across the other so that he could hear the soft rasp of her stockings. “Uhhh… niccce!” He flushed and flexed his cock at her. “Want to wank it, eh?” he panted. “Mmmm…” she murmured, “Do it for me first…” He removed one hand from his pocket and seizing his organ began to masturbate himself slowly to full erection sliding his foreskin back from his swollen slimy knob.
Julia, now genuinely aroused, lifted her leg higher and squirmed against the wall. “Uhh… dirty beast!” she gasped as if in the throes of impending ecstasy. He watched her eagerly, eyes hot with lust. “Like it, eh? Lovely little bitch you are… come into the lane and I’ll give you my spunk!”
She moaned as if tempted. “No, I can’t… really I can’t,” she whimpered sadly. “I’m waiting on my husband.” She nodded at the door of the Inn and he froze, his erection wilting visibly. “Another time,” she whispered. He let his coat fall together. “Sexy little cock-teaser,” he muttered, but without any real rancour, and turned into the alley. Julia knew he would now stand in the shadows masturbating himself as he watched the dim figures of some couple writhing in a doorway, but when he finally squirted his grey-white sperm into the dark it would be her he would see, the lamplight on the smooth slither of her legs and the undulation of her hips against the wall. She shivered with vicarious pleasure then turned to go back into the Inn.
But before she could go up the steps the doors swung open and the soldiers trooped out. Joe saw her first. “Hey, Julia! We thought you had gone home.” They came down the steps and surrounded her. “Oh, he hit me and drove off and left me…” she said.
“The bastard!” someone said vehemently. Joe put his arm round her shoulder consolingly. “Shall we go and get him?”
“Oh no,” she said with a little smile, “now I can do anything I like,,,” she looked up into his eyes and then round at the boys gathered round her, “… with anyone I want…”
She felt a hand feel over her smooth buttocks and turned round and smiled seductivey at the young dark-haired soldier behind her. He was the boy who had been feeling her legs in the bar; he flushed as she moved close to him and slipped one arm round his neck. The others murmured approval. “I like you… I think you’re sexy…” she whispered, her voice silky and husky with arousal. Her hand slipped down into his crotch and she palmed the bulge in his trousers briefly. “Come into the lane and let me play with that…” There were excited murmurs and exclamations from the other boys. “Mine too, Julia!” … “She’s going to wank us in the lane!” … “Yeah, jerk us all off, baby!”
The boy seized her and tried to kiss her. She flickered her tongue briefly against his mouth then with a soft laugh she twisted round and with her arm still round him she guided him into the lane. All eight boys followed them eagerly into the narrow alley. Just ahead of them a couple emerged from a deep doorway. The girl had a handkerchief in her hand and she stopped briefly to wipe her skirt. Finally, as the scuffle of her high heels faded, Julia turned into the doorway. It was dark and deep. She recognised the sweet musky smell of spunk and it excited her. Suddenly her high heel skidded on something slippery and she shivered realising it was a condom full of someone’s sperm.
The boy clutched her to stop her falling and she pushed him against the wall rubbing her body eagerly, lasciviously against him. Her hand groped for his zipper. “Give me your cock,” she panted. “I want to wank you…”
“Jeez, you’re a hot bitch!” he breathed, pulling her parted mouth against his. This time she abandoned it to him, tongue twisting hotly round his while she tugged his trousers open and groped blindly for his erection. She moaned against his mouth as she found it and, curling her slender fingers round the hot stiff meat, pulled it out trembling with lust. He gasped as she stripped back his foreskin and began to masturbate him feverishly, rubbing the underside of his swollen glans.against the smooth material of her skirt. “Uhhh… big stiff dick!” she moaned deliriously. “Give it to me… squirt your come on me…!”
Four or five boys were clustered round her now, their eager hands fondling and groping over her body while the others stood at the entrance to the doorway waiting for a chance to feel her as well. Julia was in paradise. Boys hot with lust were all round her, some of them openly stroking their erections as they watched her lewd abandon. There were hands on her everywhere, fondling her tight little tits through her blouse, groping over her firm buttocks as they clenched and squirmed under her rayon skirt..
Two boys were on the ground now feeling over her sleek legs. She shivered as one began licking her frail stocking in a fever of excitement. She wanted to spread her legs to allow them to grope up her skirt under her wet knickers but the other boy was now hugging her leg tightly and holding it in his crotch. Suddenly she felt something hot and slimy touch her and then begin to slide up and down her stocking. “Ohh Goddd!” she moaned, thrilled as always by a perversity she often practised with young boys excited by her legs.
The boy she was rubbing herself against suddenly clutched her panting. “Oh shittt…!” he gasped. “I… I’m… going to… to cummm…!” She pulled back, pumping her little fist wildly back and forth on his twitching meat. “Let me see!” she sobbed, writhing in excitement. He stiffened and began to ejaculate in thick spurts on to her skirt. She squealed as the spunk spattered on her and slid down the blue material in a viscid white river. Squinting down at it, she tugged one leg free and, hooking the knee up to rub across her thigh, she clenched herself off in a shuddering mewling climax.
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She was still coming when another boy twisted her body round and fastened his mouth on hers. She leaned limply against him letting him kiss her and squeeze her pert little tits under her half-open blouse. The hot cock of the boy clutching her leg began rubbing up and down on her stocking again and with a moan she caught it between her calves and began to squeeze it. She heard him gasp and felt his penis swell and twitch violently. Suddenly his warm sperm began to pulse and squirt over her stockings. Julia gave a muffled whimper against the mouth of the boy kissing her and searched feverishly for his cock. He guided her hand on to it and then abandoned it to her skilful trembllng fingers.
The feel of his stiff hot meat throbbing and jerking in her hand brought on another bout of spunk fever. “Mmmm…” she murmured against his mouth as she slid her fingers to the root of his cock exposing his raw glans and rubbing herself against it lewdly. “Going to dirty me too, uhh?” she panted huskily. He clutched her buttocks pulling her tighter against him. “Oh god, keep doing that and I’ll come on you!” Moaning encouragement, she licked the palm of her free hand and screwed it round his slippery knob, clenching her spasming cunt. “Do it then!…Uhhh… Squirt for me!”
Suddenly he stiffened and Julia looked down eagerly at his cock. “Ohhh fuck!” he groaned as the thick white slime spurted up her bare arm and spilled on to her blouse. “Oooorggghh…” Julia gurgled as she milked the cock eagerly, sobbing in ecstasy as it continued to squirt on her. The boys watched, murmuring in excitement. A tall boy beside her slipped his arm round her waist. She turned to look at him and realised it was Joe. She twisted round and slipped her arm up round his neck. “Ohhh Joe… I’m SO hot!!” she whispered. “Take me somewhere… I want to fuck… and suck… all of you! I want you all to come all over me…”
He leaned down and licked her ear making her squirm. “You’re one hot cock-crazy, spunk-hungry little slut, aren’t you?” He felt her shiver in his arms. “Ohhh yesss, Joe!” she breathed . “Talk dirty to me…!”
There were discontented mumblings in the meantime. “Come on, Joe. You’ve had yours! Let her get us off now!”
Joe released her. “She wants to fuck now – all of you…” There was a spontaneous cheer. Suggestions came thick and fast. “Let’s take her to the woods…” “Why don’t we fuck her in the truck?” Joe quietened them down. “Listen. The corporal’s away on leave, and I’ve got the key to his room. If we smuggle her into the camp we can shag her all night there if she wants. What do you think, Julia?”
“Ohh yesss…” she moaned. “I just want cock… lots and lots of stiff hot cock fucking me and spunking on me all night long!” There were more enthusiastic cheers. “But I want to do it where everyone can watch me and I want to do it with Joe first…”
There were no objections to that and Joe took charge. “Okay that’s settled. Now let’s clean her up a bit and get her in the truck. We’ll cover her with the tarpaulin when we get to the guardhouse.”
Joe kept his arm round her protectively as they went to the truck. Just before they got there one of the boys ran forward and pulled down the back flap. Then, with the agility of a cat he sprang up, and crouched waiting to assist Julia when she arrived. She looked at him in admiration. He must have been 18, but he looked much younger, making him all the more attractive to her. There were plenty of willing hands to help her, and give her a surreptitious feel at the same time. The boy in the truck seized her wrists and pulled her up and she scrambled in without any trouble.
As the other lads climbed in, she sat down beside her helper. “That was very sweet of you,” she whispered, half turning to lean aginst him and rub her breast on his arm. “What’s your name?” He flushed. “Tommy,” he stammered. “I think you’re nice, Tommy,” she breathed, lifting her parted lips up to him. “Can I give you a kiss?” She felt him trembling violently as he slipped his arm round her shoulders and gently drew her closer. “You’re so beautiful!” he whispered hoarsely as he brought his mouth in contact with hers. “Mmmm…” Julia murmured in pleasure, pushing her eager tongue between his teeth and pulling his head down till their mouths mashed together. Encouraged now, he reached blindly for her leg and she gave a muffled murmur of approval as his trembling fingers crawled over her stocking. In response she ran her hand up the inside of his thigh and fingered the bulge in his trousers.
As the the engine started suddenly someone called out something which neither of them heard. There was loud laughter. “Going to get it tonight, eh Tommy?” said someone else. “At last!” called another, and there was a shout of laughter again. Julia pulled her mouth away, but continued to fondle him. “Leave him alone, you louts,” she called half in anger. “He’s a darling… a sweet, lovely darling!”
“Ooooh, watch out, Tom, she really fancies you!” someone said while another began to sing ‘Sweet and lovely’. ‘Love is the sweetest thing…’ sang another, then continued ‘…but cock’s the only thing’. Suddenly the truck lurched to a halt and they heard the door of the driver’s cab slam. Joe’s head appeared. “Cover her up, boys. I’m going through…” As pre-arranged, Julia lay down full length under the bench, while the boys tucked the tarpaulin round her. In two or three minutes Joe stopped again and this time they heard the guard say “You’re back early tonight, Joe… Nothing happening in town?” “Dead as a dodo,” Joe said dolefully. “More exciting playing poker in the barracks.”
In a moment they were through and the truck pulled up as close to the billet as Joe could get it. He appeared with a voluminous rain cape and caught Julia as she jumped down followed by the others. “Put the truck in the bay, Jack,” he said to one while he wrapped Julia up. Jack began to grumble until Julia poked her head out and said with bright excited eyes. “I won’t open my legs till you get back, darling – I promise!”
The End
Camp Site Orgy
The following story is a work of fiction. Being a work of fiction all concerns regarding disease and pregnancy are unnecessary. This storyline was suggested to me by a fan and I hope that I have done it justice. This story contains slut wife and unfaithful husband behaviour. If you don’t like these stories please don’t read it. I am also Australian and will make no apologies for using Australian terms and spelling. Enjoy.
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Amy kept herself under control as John, her husband of six months, told her what was happening.
“We are going camping.” He said. “Just you and I out to Shaganon Caves”
“Since when do I go camping?” She asked. “I hate camping.”
“I have all the best equipment.” John said. “I even have a double bed.”
Amy only liked seeing five stars, those above the hotel sign, when she went away. The idea of spending a night out in the wilderness was not her idea of fun.
“What about toilets and all that?” She asked.
“They have toilets there but no hot showers, we use the river for that.” He said.
Amy knew about these camping trips but not about what went on when he and his mates Ted and Bill took off for the weekend. Before John got married they used to go fishing down on the south coast and pick up a few ladies and have a little orgy back in the cabin. On occasion they would even gangbang any woman who was up for it. Although it was a long time ago Amy had fucked both Ted and Bill, it was through them she met John. John didn’t know that Amy had fucked both Ted and Bill and assumed that the sweet girl he had married wasn’t quite the slut she really was.
For instance.
After she finished school, almost 15 years ago, she fucked four men in one night and took two of them on at once after a night on the booze with friends. Before meeting and marrying John she’d had sex in all kinds of outrageous places with any variety of men..and women. She loved the thrill of being caught and was once handcuffed and fucked up the arse by a policeman on the bonnet of his car in the outback. She never did get that speeding fine. Even on her hen’s night she gave a stranger a blow job in his car at the back of the hotel she was at.
At 33 Amy’s biological clock was ticking away furiously and the need to settle down and start having children was beginning. She took an oath in front of her friends that she would not fuck anyone else once she was married. She had decided to make it work and after 15 years of pleasing herself, she’d decided to become an honest woman.
John was no angel of virtue either. On his bucks night his mate Dave shared his wife Julie and her friends Sheree and Libby in a little orgy. He too decided that enough was enough and his new partner, who he had known for only nine months before they decided to get married, was going to be it for the rest of his life.
So for the past six months they had both being playing at happy, monogamous couples. The reality though was that both were harbouring thoughts of wild sex that they kept from each other. Secrets of past conquests and events. Secrets of past lovers. Secrets of wanton desires.
“OK I’ll go.” She said. “Will there be many other people there?”
“I don’t think so.” John said smiling. “School holidays are over so there shouldn’t be many, if any, about.”
She smiled back at the idea of being alone in the bush.
“Cool.”
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John guided the Forester gently down the dirt road to the caves. The road was in fairly good shape with evidence of some kind of weed clearing going on in the piles of blackberries and Lantana on the roadside. They passed a minibus with a Green Corps sticker on the side but could not see anyone working. After about ten minutes of sometimes sickening twists and turns they reached the entrance to the park. The boom gate was up and there was no one to be seen. The kiosk was closed and it looked as though it had been for some time.
“Let’s have a look shall we.” Amy said.
“Yes lets.” John said as he pulled the car up in front of the kiosk.
On opening the doors and encountering the heat and humidity the two took a step back in shock.
“It’s a bit bloody warm.” John said brushing away the flies that had immediately set upon them.
Dust and leaf litter had accumulated around the verandah of the kiosk and it looked as though it hadn’t been open for years, not months.
“What sort of place is this?” Amy asked concerned. They had thought that although it was a week after the summer season at least the kiosk would be open.
“So we have to survive on what we bought or drive for an hour back into town to get supplies each day.” She continued. “You planned this well.” She said sarcastically.
“What does the sign say on the door.” John said as he walked towards it.
Amy held her hand up to the window and looked inside. She hoped that maybe she would see someone or at least evidence of someone being there recently.
“Due to contractual problems with the National Parks and Wildlife service this business will remain closed until further notice.”
“I don’t believe it.”
“Don’t worry about it.” John said as he hugged here thin frame. “I’ll go back into town tomorrow and get some stuff if we need to. Maybe I’ll catch a fish for us.”
“You’d want to.” She said hugging back. “It’s a nice spot though.” She said nodding her head towards a mob of kangaroos bounding through the parkland.
“At least someone has been looking after the grounds.” Mark said. “And with no one else here we have the pick of the sites.”
“I don’t want to be too close to the toilets.” Amy said. “But not too far away.”
They climbed back into the car and headed down towards the rivers edge.
“There is a nice spot down behind the rocks there.” John said pointing with his head. “You can always pee in the river.”
“Yeah I suppose so.” Amy’s response surprised and elated John. Maybe he didn’t know her that well after all, he thought.
The site was perfectly located only about 10 metres from the water’s edge and tucked nicely away behind some rocks and Red Gums. A permanent table was situated near a wood barbecue and it made sense to set up camp there. The caves were about a 500 metre walk back up past the kiosk and was to be tomorrow’s big adventure. Today they had to get the camp site ready.
“Alright.” John said taking charge. “Do you want to help me set up or do you want to go for a wander?”
“I’ll help.” She said as she opened the back of the Subaru. “I don’t think this will be the last time we’ll be going camping.”
With a minimum of fuss and about and hour and a half later the job was done. The tent stood firmly and flatly with the double bed inflated and in position on the floor of the tent. No bugs could possibly make it through the two screens into the main room, the table was set up and the beer and champagne was on ice.
With sweat on both their brows John declared it was time for a swim.
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They grabbed the towels and swimmers and headed down to the water’s edge. John looked over his shoulder, back up the main track, to see if anyone had turned up while they were working. With the coast clear he pulled his T-shirt off, kicked off his shoes and socks and dropped his pants to stand in the bollocks in front of his wife.
“Bugger the cossies.” He said. “Care to join me?”
As he rearranged his tackle she looked at his divine chiselled body. The urge to grab his cock and suck it hard was strong but she too looked around before deciding it was safe to disrobe. She unbuttoned the side of her mini skirt and dropped it to her feet. She then pulled her sweaty halter neck top off and she stood before him in just a bra and panties. He could feel the blood begin to rush to his member as she stood before him and when she turned her back to him and slowly undid her bra, then slid her panties down to the ground he was half hard. She stood before him in her glorious nakedness and she did something that surprised both him and her.
Maybe it was the heat or the fresh air but Amy was incredibly horny and something in her head just clicked. She dropped to her knees in front of him and grabbed his cock and felt free.
“Oh fuck baby.” John moaned. “That is so hot.” He wanted to call her a slut just as much as she wanted to be called one. She ran her tongue expertly around his head like she’d never done before. She recalled giving two men a blowjob at a pub while on holidays on the Gold Coast and she rubbed her tingling pussy as she recalled that moment. She cupped his balls in her hand and gently squeezed them as he grabbed the back of her head. He remembered his mate’s wife sucking him off in the laundry of his house while his mate was down in the garage fixing his car.
Amy was so ferociously sucking his cock that he felt that he was going to spurt cum all over her face, something that he had not done, to Amy at least. A glob of spit fell out of her mouth and seductively dropped down between her breasts. This was almost too much for John who saw it as a spray of cum.
He pulled his rock hard cock away from her and stroked it as he looked at her. She looked up at him like she had never looked at him before. She just saw sex. She just wanted sex. She needed sex.
She stood up and grabbed his hand and said “Come into the water.”
She walked towards the water as he followed, completely entranced by her new sexuality. Her pussy juice was running down her leg as she entered the cool of the water which made her nipples stand out even more than they already were. She dipped under the water and turned and splashed water at John who dived in between two large boulders that were in the water. Amy swam over to the smaller boulder and lay back in the sun like a beach model. Her long dark hair splayed out onto the rocks and her pussy was open, wet and waiting for John’s tongue. He surfaced thinking of fucking Amy on the beach and when he turned and saw her spread legged on the boulder he figured that that would do.
“I think the fresh air suits you.” He said as he waded towards her. His cock was still hard as he came out of the water.
“Maybe it’s the company I keep.” She said. “All that masculine activity.”
He grabbed her by the knees and kissed the inside of her thighs and she leant back in anticipation of his wonderful mouth. He didn’t disappoint as he slid his tongue into her sopping pussy. Amy leant back on the hot rock and remembered how her friend Wendy was the first woman to ever lick her pussy and how on one hot night she had a dildo up her arse, Wendy sucking her pussy and two cocks being shoved in her face from the men they picked up. She squeezed her nipples in remembrance as John sucked her clit and she nearly cracked his head open like a walnut as she shook in orgasmic delight. The juices flowed out of her pussy as he pulled her legs apart and sucked on the nectar within.
John remembered how he had two young girls lick each others pussies as he fucked them both before cumming in one girls cunt and watching the cum spill out into the others mouth. Oh how much would he like to see Amy licking another cunt as he fucked her. And fuck her is what he needed to do. He took one more suck on her clit and stood up straight. The rock was at a perfect height and he grabbed her legs and pulled her slightly forward and poked his cock at her wet and open snatch.
“Fuck me, baby, fuck me.” Amy said reverting to the language of her past, language she had never used with John. He held her legs apart at the knees and slammed his cock into her. There was no gentle introduction. He was possessed. He felt like he did that night when he and two mates fucked an ex-teacher after a party. Amy groaned as his eight inch cock punched its way into her cervix. She remembered when she went to a party with Wendy and was tied to a bed as three men with the biggest cocks she had ever seen, before and since, used her pussy all night.
Her pussy squelched and she moaned in time with John’s thrusts but her back was getting sore and she wanted to be fucked in her favourite position, doggie style. She reached down and grabbed his slippery cock as he pulled it back. She rubbed the swollen head against her clit before swinging her leg over and hopping off the rock.
“Follow me.” She said and ran through the knee deep water to the sandy beach. She knelt down on the sand and watched him walking towards her. His cock stood proudly out and when it came close enough she slipped it into her mouth tasting her own juices on it.
She sucked and licked his cock for a few minutes before spinning around on all fours and offering her arse to him. She wanted him to slide it into her arse and fuck her hard. So did John who pulled on his cock before kneeling behind her and slid his cock into her. His upturned cock rubbed nicely against her G spot and with the addition of her fingers rubbing her clitoris she shook once more as an orgasm swept down and then back up her body. She recalled being fucked up the arse by a policeman after being picked up for speeding near Gilgandra and she wanted it desperately and John watched her arsehole as he slammed brutally into her cunt. He wanted to spit on it and then ram his cock into it but this was his nice wife and he wasn’t going to treat her like he did that teacher they fucked.
John held her waist and fucked her hard. He held and used her body for his own enjoyment. This wasn’t his wife he was fucking, this was someone else. He could feel his balls begin to tighten as she reached under and grabbed his nuts. Within seconds he could feel his cock swell and ‘blam’ the first shot of cum spurted up into her womb.
“Oh fuck yeah.” He said as he continued to shoot a massive load of baby maker cream into her. She could feel the welcome warmth of his cum spurt into her and a smaller orgasm tingled through her as he pulled his cock out.
He watched his cum ooze out of her like it did out of the teacher’s arse and he rubbed it into her pubes as it dripped out. Amy spun over and wanted him to lick her pussy like Wendy used to but this was her husband and she wasn’t going to ask him to do it.
John flipped over onto his back and lay back in the sand. Amy flipped over also and wanted to suck his cock back to hardness and do it all again, but the heat, the trip and the sex had worn them out and as John lay there that strange land between sleep and wakefulness crept over him. He lay in the sun remembering how at a church gathering he fucked the ministers daughter and came over her face as his mates watched and cheered them on. Amy checked to make sure his eyes were closed and she rubbed her clit recalling how two men both came in her pussy and then made her lick it off her fingers.
In these dream like states they had forgotten to keep a look out for visitors and neither of them heard the footsteps coming down the path until the three men and one woman were only four metres from them.
Amy’s cunt was wide open and cum was on her fingers and John’s cock was still three quarters hard and draped across his thigh when they made all made a noise. A universal ‘woohoo’ was all it took to wake them from their post coital nap.
“Fucking hell.” John said as he sat upright. He looked down at Amy who removed her hand from her cum filled pussy and also sat up and looked around at the four intruders. Amy liked what she saw. The three men were only in their late teens, early twenties and wore only a pair of shorts each. Draped over their shoulders was a towel and their sweaty European torsos glistened in the sun.
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John also liked what he saw. The woman was in her late 20’s with long blonde hair and a cute petite frame. She was wearing a pair of work shorts and a singlet top that enhanced her largish boobs.
The problem was that their clothes were behind the four visitors amongst the rocks and they had nowhere to go.
They need not have worried as one of the lads came forward holding up a towel.
“Here take this.” Gino said to John passing him the towel.
John thought about wrapping it around himself and getting their own towels but instead handed it to a blushing Amy who was curled up in a sitting foetal position. As Amy sat up a huge glob of cum oozed out of her pussy and ran down onto the sand.
John was still trying to cover himself up and he was relieved when Mario threw a towel to him.
“Enjoying the sun?” Alice, the new girl, said with a wry smile on her face and another quick glance at John’s cock.
“Certainly were.” Amy said as she stood up. She could feel John’s cum begin to run down her legs.
“We didn’t hear you drive down.” John said to them.
“Our van broke down further up the road and we had to walk down through the bush.” Al said. “We thought it would be quicker than sticking to the road.”
“But we heard your car come down and we thought, bugger, we could have got a lift.”
“Well we’ll um, get changed.” John muttered. “You lot look like you need a swim.”
Amy and John walked over to the rocks and picked up their clothes. John pulled up his swimmers under the towel and flicked the towel back to Mario.
“Cheers mate.” He said.
Amy dropped the towel to the sand and stood naked in front of them. The three lads smiled and Mario said something to Gino in Italian.
“Oi you two.” Alice said. “I told you before. English only.”
Amy felt as horny as hell and her pussy was dripping with more than John’s cum. John was admiring Alice’s nice tight arse as she talked to the boys who were still ogling Amy.
Amy slid her bikini on and threw the towel back to Gino who sniffed it and said. “Bellisimo”
“Ok you lot.” Alice said. “Hop in and cool off while I work out what to do about the van.”
The lads took their shorts off and stood only in their undies before running into the water.
Amy decided to join the three lads in the water and hoped to wash out some of the cum in her pussy.
“So what do you think is wrong with your mini bus?” John asked.
“I think it’s the battery but we can’t even ring the NRMA because there is no bloody mobile reception until you get back up the top of the hill.” Alice said.
“I can give you a lift up to the top of the road if you like.” John said. “Ring the NRMA and get them to bring a battery and it will be an hour tops.”
“Would you do that?” Alice said looking relieved. “I was wondering what I would do, other than swim, once we got down here.” Alice began to unbutton her shorts and John felt his cock firm up.
“It’s pretty remote down here.” John said as he checked out Alice’s arse as she bent over slightly to slip her shorts over her feet. He desperately wanted a piece of that arse and was already organising his plan.
“Couldn’t you get Amy to drive me up?” Alice asked as she slipped her top off revealing two very nice boobs hiding behind the black bikini top.
“Um. She doesn’t know how to drive a manual.” He lied. He wanted to get her on his own.
“Fair enough.” Alice smiled. “Are you sure she is safe with those three.”
“She can look after herself.” He said watching Amy lie back on the very rock they had just fucked on. “I think.”
“They shouldn’t be able to get up to much mischief in one hour.” She said.
“You’d be surprised at what you can do in an hour.” John said winking at her.
She smiled and looked him up and down. “By the look of you two I imagine you can.”
“Settle down.” John laughed. “Go and cool down.” He had her. He could tell.
Amy lay back on the rock and imagined the three lads taking turns using her body on the rock. She wanted desperately to have these three men that when John came wading over she had almost forgotten that she was married and trying to be celibate.
“Alice wants to know if it’s OK if I take her up to the top of the hill so we can get a signal for her mobile.” He rubbed her inner thigh as she lay back. “We shouldn’t be more than an hour or so.”
Amy was well pleased with this news and her pussy tingled at the possibilities that lay ahead. “That should be fine. These boys look like they’ll be in the water for a while.” It was her turn to lie now. “I’ll just go and have a lie down and read for a while.”
“No worries.” John said “Do you know how to light the lantern?” John said. “It will be dark soon.”
“I’m sure someone will be able to work it out.” Amy said.
“Cool.” John said as he looked around to see Alice walking out of the water with her bikini top clinging tightly to her slightly protruding nipples.
Gino was on a rock further along the river and Amy watched him rearrange his cock through his swimmers. She was going to have them. She knew she was. John wouldn’t know. He would never suspect it if she did it properly.
John was behind Alice as she walked towards her towel and he almost burst out of his shorts as she bent down on all fours before lying down on the towel.
“Amy is OK with me going.” John said as he kneeled down next to her.
“Cool.” Alice said. “I’ll just rest a bit and we can go before it gets too dark.”
John looked up at the sun which was close to dipping behind the hills. “That won’t be too far away actually.”
Amy looked over at John and Alice and as they were facing uphill, away from the water, she got Gino’s attention and then spread her legs ever so slightly. Gino smiled and nodded to Al who looked at Amy as well. Al splashed water at Mario who noticed Amy. All three of them were staring at Amy and she felt so horny that she just wanted to rip her bikini off and take them all.
Mario shot a look over to the two on the beach and pulled his cock out of his swimmers. Amy nearly died trying to contain the desire to hop into the water, swim over and suck his cock down her throat. She was about to flash him her own pussy when Gino called something out in Italian making Mario fall backwards in joyous laughter causing Alice to look over to them.
“Maybe we should go now.” She said flipping over and sitting up. Inadvertently her right nipple almost came out of her top. She made no attempt to adjust it. “Ok you three we are heading off soon to get the car.”
The four of them came out of the water and Alice noticed how much larger the lads packages were. She had, after all, been looking at them for days now. Her job prevented her from shagging any of them and she was particularly horny at the moment. Especially after seeing John’s just fucked cock only minutes earlier.
Once they were all dry they walked back to the campsite and the car. They all had a small bag with them and they threw them on the camp table in front of the tent. Alice excused herself for a moment and grabbing her bag excused herself and went to the toilet block. The other five struck up some small talk about the weeding they were doing and Amy threw on a small skirt and a top.
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