It was nice and warm as I lay naked on my towel; trying to read a rather racy novel; but my mind kept wandering back to Sunday and my wild sex session with Lionel; making me wriggle about.
Eventually I lit a cigarette and wandered down to the sea to cool off.
As I wiggled and jiggled the 100 or so yards I was aware of movement in the dunes to the side of me… Harry Potter was back; and I couldn’t have been happier.
The sea water was cold, but I was still hot as Hell as I splashed around in the surf daring him to join me.
He didn’t; even when I splashed water onto my titties; but he did move onto the sand for a closer look.
Again, Potter was certainly not a sexy Spanish waiter; probably about 18 or 19, slightly dumpy and very geeky… but he was male and I was an incredibly horny female.
Bless him; he was a Master of Restraint and even looked away as I mischievously walked straight past him; perhaps only three or four feet away as I sashayed back to my lonely spot.
With my back to him I slowly dried myself down; deliberately spreading my legs and bending over, giving him a flash of my hairy pussy.
Nothing… he just sat looking at me.
Suitably dry I stood smoking and drinking water for a few minutes, to tease him further. I don’t know what I was really expecting him to do… he was a shy peeping Tom; not the Lothario of my fantasies… but I was getting ever more turned on; and desperate for a fiddle with my pussy.
After another 30-40 minutes of sunbathing I needed to pee. It was too much of a faff to go back to the caravan; so with only my ‘friend’ near by I made the decision to go into the dunes.
So, cigarette in hand off I went, as naked as the day I was born apart from sunglasses and a straw hat.
Once over the top I nervously looked around; and when I couldn’t see anyone squatted down and let go.
I’d never pee’d in public before… I’d never done a lot of things in public before yesterday!
Once in mid flow I looked up to see young Potter kneeling in the sand watching me; shorts around his ankles and cock in hand… wanking furiously.
My jaw dropped and even if I’d wanted to I couldn’t stop peeing… it came out like a brewers horse!
Even before I’d finished my fingers found my clit and I began rubbing it in time with the youngsters own tugging, seconds later he screwed his face up and a glob of spunk flew out onto the sand; then after a tight squeeze a second globule followed.
This was too much for me and I had to slide a finger into my pussy and press my palm against my clit… this did it and I too had a quivering orgasm; dropping forward onto one hand for balance as I kept fingering myself.
Potter didn’t move; just pulling fruitlessly on his shrinking todger.
“Come here.” I called over, but he shook his head. Sadly; I whimpered “Please?”
Again he shook his head.
“I will though.” A strangers voice to my left replied. Shocked I looked up to see a tall posh looking old man with a Labrador standing about four feet away.
“If he won’t I’ll let you suck my dick.” He grinned then stepped forward sliding his shorts down as he walked towards me; revealing a semi-hard cock poking out of his bushy pubes.
“I… I…I…” stammered as I continued fingering myself.
“Too late now honey.” The man chuckled and took a handful of hair, tugged my head back and pushed his cock against my lips; “come on you dirty tramp!” he huskilly told me; “open up and suck it.”
I swiftly pulled my finger out of my pussy and raised myself to my knnes then did as I was told, quickly sucked his swelling dick for all I was worth, as he tightened his grip on my hair and fucked my mouth at the same time.
“It’s been a while since I came across a tart like you here.” He laughed; “but there’s always one or two ever Summer… married cunts whose husband can’t get it up; can he?” He taunted as my tongue rolled around his fat knob.
The truth didn’t matter as we both fulfilled some kind of kinky fantasy.
With his cock filling my mouth I heard him call over to Potter; “Come on son… stick it up her; she’s fucking gagging for a cock in the other end.”
“Open wide, sweetie.” The old man cackled as I felt Potter fumbling behind me; “That’s it lad… shove your cock in as far as it’ll go… she won’t say no?” He cackled with a hard thrust pushing his cock to the back of my throat; ” Will you?” I shook my head.
Seconds later I felt the young lad’s cock brush against my pussy and with a gentle push, in it went, making my eyes roll back.
“Go on son; as hard as you like; tarts like this like a good hard fuck; don’t you?” Still sucking o his pipe I meekly nodded, then wrapped a hand around the shaft and began wanking it as I sucked.
“You dirty fucking tart!” The old man sighed as I cupped his balls and swirled my tongue around the knob again; “Does your husband know what a cocksucking tart he’s married to?” He laughed again and tightly tugged my hair; “or is he watching us fuck his wife with his tiddler in his hand?”
As Potter’s confidence built up so did his fucking; which was pushing my harder onto the old man’s boner.
As I sucked him like a porn star, his breathing was getting shallower and I sensed that he was on the verge of cumming; so I really went to town; desperate for a mouthful of a strangers spunk; and I wasn’t disappointed… he must have really been saving it up as it was a full load that spilled out as I tried to catch my breath.
“Shit… you dirty tart!” He gasped as he rocked back with spunk dripping from his purple knob; “show me!”
With Potter fucking me like a little terrier; I opened my mouth to show him all his delicious spunk on my tongue then tipped my head back and swallowed it like a lovely oyster.
“You dirty cocksucking tart!” The old man grinned as he tucked his cock into his pants; “Is your husband watching us?”
It was my turn to grin now; “You’ll never know.!”
Potter then slid his hands around and grabbed my tits before banging away until he too came; deep inside my pussy.
Shattered; I fell onto my side laughing; and instantly slid my hand between my legs. My pussy was on fire; and considering Harry Potter had just had a wank twenty minutes previously; I was dripping cum at that end too.
All the time we had been entangled the old man’s dog had just sat there watching us… what must it have thought?
I couldn’t stop myself frigging my clit; and it was even sexier than I’d expected having not just Potter and the old stranger standing watching me; but another man walking a dog about twenty feet away.
Obviously it didn’t take me long and this one was a real boneshaker.
The old man then shrugged his shoulders and just looked at me quite disdainfully, before wandering off to finish is walk.
Young Potter looked sheepish as he pulled up his shorts and drifted off back into the dunes, no doubt for even more perving.
When I got my breath back, I needed another pee… but this one didn’t lead to any more naughtiness.
Sated for another day I made my way back to my towel where I lit a post coitus ciggy and back to the sea to clean up a little; but the taste of spunk in my mouth was so erotic.
Back at my towel I couldn’t stop grinning at how naughty I’d just been… and even had to have a little fiddle; but not enough to cum.
As the afternoon wore on a few more people arrived; all same sex couples and all very polite and friendly enough.
Eventually I made my way back to the caravan and as I approached Lionel’s chalet I saw a van backed up to the gate.
When he saw me looking he waved; “had fun?” I chuckled and replied; “That’s for me to know. Anyway; you’re not moving out are you?” I asked with a broad smile on my face.
“No, just loading up some works for an exhibition… nothing to worry about?”
I must have looked puzzled;
“You didn’t know that I was an artist; did you?” He sheepishly smiled. I shook my head.
“Let’s go to the Sailors for a bite to eat and I will tell you all about it.” My friend cheerily smiled; “about 6.30?”
“Okay, 6.30 it is a date.” I replied.
As I checked my phone for messages I saw a couple from my friends who wanted to know if I’d met ‘a handsome young stud yet.’
I just sent back smiley faces; they wouldn’t have believed me any way.
As I was showering my fingers obviously went through my pubes; and the naughtiest of thoughts entered my head… I fumbled in my washbag for a razor and ten minutes later my bush was gone!
It was nowhere near as easy as I’d expected; especially around my naughty bits; but I persevered and got 99% off; although it left a bit of a red rash.
Dinner with Lionel was rather lovely; and he told me that he actually was an artist; with a gallery that his daughter ran down by the docks; but he regularly had exhibitions around the country; and one was starting a week later; but he had to go and supervise the unloading and layout over the next few days.
I playfully pouted; to which Lionel placed his hand on my knee and moved it inside my denim skirt up to my thigh and whispered; “We’ve still got tonight and I will be back on Friday.”
It was a very convivial evening, where we mostly talked about our lives and pasts… with my Award Winning artist and three times divorced friend certainly being the most interesting by far; but there was always the frison of sexual excitement in the air; and we both knew it.
About 9 he suggested we go back to his home and I could see his works (phnnnar phnnaar).
Linking arms we made our way up the stony road to the top of the hill and past the caravans to where he lived.
The inside was very Bohemian; paintings of all shapes and sizes; some finished some not lying and hanging everywhere; plus art and artefacts as well as rugs of all colours and fabrics everywhere the eye could see.
As he poured more wine we chatted a little about his paintings; but really we both knew we were here for sex and sweaty sex at that.
I still hadn’t told him about my escapade earlier in the day; I didn’t want him to think any less of me (ha ha.ha).
We did a little guided tour eventually stopping at his bedroom; which held a large woodern bed covered in a silk quilt and surrounded by all kinds of weird and wonderful objects and art; plenty of it being of a sexual nature.
“So,” I took a deep breath; “this is your lair… the scene of all your conquests?”
“Not all of them my dear; ” Lionel smiled; “the kitchen has seen a few things too.” He then took my glass off me and laid it on the dresser. “Shall we?”
“I never thought you’d ask”
Lionel then deftly took my shirt off, kissing my cleavage as he unhooked my bra, then continued as he unzipped my skirt and I shimmied until it fell to the floor.
The grey haired lover was now suckling my teats and squeezing my arse a the same time, while I fumbled with his shirt buttons, then slowly pulled his shorts down to find he wasn’t wearing underpants… making his massive cock spring to attention!
“Oh!” I giggled; “Ooooohh! Who’s a big boy?” It certainly was harder and even longer than the previous evening.
“God bless the NHS my dear; I had high hopes for this evening so took a little blue pill… just in case.”
“Well I’m glad you did,” I told him as my fingers wrapped around the rock hard shaft; and we kissed for the first time; a long passionate swirling tongues kind of kiss.
“Shall we?” Lionel grinned and waved his hand towards the bed. Seconds later we were tumbling all over each other; him sucking and playing with my tits and I couldn’t keep my hands off his beautiful cock.
Eventually we manoeuvred until he was on his back and I was kneeling next to him wanking him and then bending forward so I could give him a blow job.
As I licked and sucked it his hands caressed my arse and thighs; slowly winding there way between my legs; where he stroked my puffed up labia through the nylon of my panties.
“What have we here?” He asked as he pulled the gusset to one side; “or should I say; what’s missing?”
I turned to look at him; everyone else is shaved so I thought…why not? Do you like it bald?”
Lionel gave my arse a playful slap; “it looks even sexier than I remember; ” then he pulled them off and pulled my leg across his chest; “now let’s see if it tastes nicer too.”
His long tongue then flashed across my slit making me purr; but I soon got back to my administrations on that humungous cock. We stayed in the 69 position for ages, with him bringing me to the brink three or four times with his fingers and tongue… if only he knew it still had Harry Potter’s cum in it!
It was my turn tonight, as I was so horny so I rode him Cowgirl style; bouncing up and down until I ran out of breath; then slid down until my clit was pressing against him and began thrusting and rubbing until I came with a gasp and a long sigh.
“Your turn now” I grinned and raised myself up onto my hands; which meant my tits nearly swung off he fucked my so hard with that rock hard thing of his; and after maybe 5 minutes his nostrils flared and whoosh… one last thrust filled my pussy with its second load of cum in a day.
Lionel looked exhausted; but as he lay beside me I licked his wilting cock clean of lumpy spunk and my pussy juices.
There was to be no more that night; but Hell’s Bells… I’d had a threesome with two strangers and now shagged a pensioner to within an inch of his life.
Not bad for a middle-aged woman having a crisis holiday!
I had a lovely deep sleep but woke at about 8; full of the joys of Spring and just like the previous day; went without dressing as I busied myself making breakfast. Obviously we are all naked at some time and take it for granted; but ‘being naked’ from choice is really sexy, especially with the curtains all being open.
Breakfast sorted and hot coffee ready I picked up my cigarettes and nonchalantly sat and ate breakfast on the veranda, without a care in the world.
I was only being a little bit brave as the ‘vans either side were empty and all I could see in the dunes were a couple of dog walkers (neither I recognised) and someone running along the beach.
I slowly gathered my things and about 11 made my way down to the beach in my sarong and bikini. I tip-toed along the pebbles to my favoured spot near the dunes and arranged my towel and bits before stripping off; which was still a sexual buzz for me.
I covered my body in lotion taking special care on my bald mound which was showing less of a rash today.
I then lay on my side reading and smoking for an hour or so, then wandered down to the sea but there were still only a handful of people further along the beach; even my new friends from yesterday hadn’t made an appearance.
Back at my spot I dried myself, put more lotion on as it was getting quite hot and as I sat down lit a cigarette. A minute or so later I spotted a couple of figures making their way across the dunes; one of whom was young Harry Potter; which perked me up.
I pretended not to have seen them as they made their way to nearly the bottom, where they sat down. Being the new found minx I rolled over a couple of times, spreading my legs to give them a flash of my newly shaven haven… which worked because I saw ‘Harry’ nudge his friend and point at me, then they both began laughing and nudging each other; which made me presume he had told his friend about Tuesday.
Soon I put my book down and took my cigarettes out. As I lit it the two teens stood up and nervously started walking towards me, both bare chested and wearing baggy shorts. The taller one had big colourful tattoos across his shoulders, arms and a leg.
My heart was pumping like a pneumatic pump and my stomach was now churning over and over.
“Have you got a ‘spare’ missus?” The taller one asked.
I looked up over my sunglasses to see that it was actually the lad from the supermarket; Shaggy.
“What?” I nervously asked, I don’t know why but I coyly covered my boobs with my arm.
“A ‘spare’,” he repeated as he towered above me, “a smoke?” then mimed smoking.
I handed him the packet and he cheekily took two; putting one behind his ear; “have you got a light then?” He asked and I handed him my lighter.
“Mind if we join you?” He sort of asked through a plume of smoke. Before I could answer both had sat down either side of me.
As I sat up, I nervously raised my knees to cover my tits from their gaze; which ‘Shaggy’ made no attempt to hide.
“We might as well join in, eh?” He smirked and began pulling his basketball shorts down; revealing an obscene cock… totally at odds with his skinny physique! It was still ‘on slack’ as my husband used to say but was easily as long as Lionel’s and even thicker.
‘Harry’ on the other hand was simply ‘ordinary’ and nervousness left him with a little walnut.
When Shaggy turned to lie on his side his cock actually flopped across his thigh.
“Can’t take your eyes off it, can you missus?” He smirked again before taking another puff of his cigarette.
“The girls call it the Babymaker!” then cackled.
I didn’t mean to say anything but found myself saying “What?”
‘Harry’ chipped in, “he’s got three kids…well… three and a half.” Then began chuckling.
Confused, I turned to look at Shaggy, hoping he’d explain.
He confidently shrugged his shoulders; “Yeh… I’ve got three proper ones and then… there’s the other one.” He shrugged his shoulders again and took the cigarette from behind his ear, and waved his hand for the lighter again. “She works in the village and’s married and wanted a baby… her fat fuck of a husband must be firing blanks or something and… she knew about ‘this'” then lifted his now semi-hard cock for me to inspect, “and my soldiers were all fertile… so she was waiting after work one night in her car and…” he shrugged his shoulders again, then made his cock twitch, which made me smile; “and nearly ripped my clothes off to get at it!” Both lads then laughed; but I was transfixed on his still growing cock.
“She fucking loved it; some nights she got that carried away sucking it she forgot she wanted my baby!”
Again both boys laughed out loud. By now I was lying on my back again and smoking; letting them pore their eyes over me while Shaggy told his story.
Shaggy went into more detail, telling me about her sucking his cock in the car when someone was watching and even making her take his cock up her arse before cumming in her cunt.
I know I shouldn’t but I was now squirming like a bitch on heat, especially because his cock was now sticking right out as he stroked it; pulling the foreskin right back so I could see the bulbous knob.
When he’d finished a second story about another married woman that he regularly fucks, my chest was heaving up and down and my nipples were ready to burst.
There was silence for a short while then he got onto his knees, which made his cock look amazing; “He said you let him fuck you yesterday while you sucked off an oldie.” He blurted out as he began fumbling with my lotion bottle. “Did you?”
Horrified; but not totally surprised I meekly nodded.
“Fucking Hell Little Man! You lost your cherry in a threesome!” The two then high fived above me.
“Is this where you pick up all your girlfriends? I asked.
“Fucking Hell NO!” he shook his head and flicked the top off the bottle and sniffed it. “This place is normally full of lezzers and oldies; not my thing.”
He then shook the bottle and pointed it at me and squeezed; squirting two long streaks of white suntan lotion across my heaving tits, which made them both giggle.
“You sod!” I gasped and jumped up to a sitting position which made some cream drip off my tit.
“Here; I’ll rub it in for you.” Shaggy laughed then grabbed a tit and shook it; “go on missus; lie down and let us rub it in for you.”
My eyes were nearly popping out of my head at this stage so I lay back and the two boys began rubbing cream into my tits and the lank haired older one tweaking my nipples which made me bite my lip.
Soon his hands were wandering down my tummy to my now, shaven haven which made me shiver.
The tattooed boy took the cream again and squirted it across my mound, which again made me flinch.
On impulse I slightly spread my legs, not even caring someone might be looking. Shaggy got the message and rubbed cream all the way between my legs and began fingering me; which made me gasp and arch my back.
His long boney finger went in further than my ex-husbands cock and for a scruff he sure knew how to please a lady, winding it around and around then jabbing it in as deep as possible; all the while young Harry was still playing with my titties.
Shaggy moved slightly and his cock bounced off my tit; and I automatically grabbed it; “I knew you would.” He smirked; “suck it.”
I shook my head but rubbed the tip along my tit; his fingering got more aggressive making me arch my back again and gasp, “Suck it! You know you want to!”
I did but… not out in the open. I shook my head again; and he removed his finger which made me sigh then a second later forced two up at once!
“Fucking Hell” I panted as he fingered me faster and faster; “suck it!”
I could no longer hold back and quickly looking at both sides, took the tip in my mouth there on the beach; “Dirty cunt.” Shaggy sniggered, as I wanked it and sucked on his knob while he twirled his long fingers around inside my pussy; making my grind against his palm.
A moment’s sense came to me and I turned my head away… “No.. no… I can’t… not here anyway.”
“Let’s go up in the dunes then.” Shaggy had a hint of panic in his voice as he thought his ‘fish was going to get away.”
“No… not there.”
“Where for fucks sake?” Shaggy sounded angry now.
“The caravan… up there.”
“Okay… get your things then.”
He stood up and struggled to get his cock inside his shorts; Harry had less of a problem; but his stalk had certainly grown from small beginnings.
I tried as fast as I could to get everything onto my bag; but Shaggy was getting more and more impatient; “Hurry up… come on.”
In our haste I only just had enough time to wrap my sarong around my waist; nothing else so I was virtually frog-marched topless along the beach, with the two boys either side of me.
About 100 yards from the steps was an older woman reading a magazine; seeing us she looked up as if to say “is everything alright?” I realised how odd we must have looked, so shot back a big shit eating grin; which made her wink and give me a ‘knowing smile.’
I don’t think or even care if anyone saw us walking to my caravan; I only had one thing on my mind.
As I stood on the top step trying to open the door Shaggy pulled my sarong off and playfully slapped my arse two or three times; making me giggle, then he slid his hand between my cheeks to fiddle with my soaking pussy.
“Stop it!” I hissed; “be patient!”
As soon as I was inside he grabbed my tits from behind and shook them ; “Where do you want us?”
“In a minute. ” I whispered trying to get away from his clutches; “I need to pee first.”
“Okay.” He responded, but when I went to close the bathroom door he put his foot in the gap and grinned; “my pervy friend wants to watch you piss again; don’t you?”
The tubby friend nodded and pushed his glasses back into place.
My self control and any thoughts at dignity had gone right out the window ages ago; so I squatted over the bowl; closed my eyes and let it all out. Just like the previous day it seemed to take an age; and when I’d finished both boys were stark naked with hard-ons.
As I went to get some toilet paper to wipe myself; Shaggy stopped me again and told his trusty side kick to “lick her clean.”
The chubby geek moved towards me and buried his face into my pussy and began licking and lapping at everything down there. I doubt he’d ever done this before as he had absolutely no finesse; but he was very enthusiastic.
“Where to?” Shaggy asked again.
“The bedroom?” I panted; as horny as I’d ever been.
He turned and pointed at the correct door and in we went.
There was a few seconds pause when none of us; especially Shaggy knew what came next; so I told them to sit on the edge of the bed, then knelt before them, and took hold of both cocks like a skier; “Is this what you wanted?” I asked as sexily as possible then smothered the huge cockhead with my mouth.
“Fucking Aces… yes!” he gasped as I gobbled him and wanked his young friend at the same time; changing cocks every 30 seconds or so; until they were both back to their full glory. I swear Shaggy’s cock must have been nine inches long and fat too, while Harry had nothing to be ashamed of; but it really was half the size… what did they put in the water around here?
I wasn’t thinking clearly; but was pretty sure I was going to give Shaggy the best blow job of his life and Harry would just be happy at getting a woman to suck him off.
Once I got into it I went into porn-star mode; licking the shafts and sucking their balls as well as getting as much cock into my demure little mouth as possible and it was all of Potter’s!
My knees were soon aching; plus I wanted that monster inside me, so stood up and lay on the bed between them, where we rolled around kissing and fiddling with each other’s sexy bits until I could stand it no longer;
“Are you going to fuck me now big boy… are you? Really, really hard like that married tart? Give me a baby too?”
“Yeh.!” he grunted and got on his knees as I lay on my back and spread my legs; “look at her fucking cunt!” he grunted to his friend; “it’s fucking winking at me!” He then lined his knob up against my soaking slit then pushed it all in in one long hard thrust making me squeal with delight!
Then I wrapped my legs around his skinny waist so as not to let him escape; not that he was going anywhere.
He raised himself onto his hands and thrust every single inch in and out of my pussy; or ‘dirty cunt’ as I kept panting; “Fuck my dirty cunt” ; “fill my dirty cunt up with your massive fucking cock!”
After a couple of minutes I noticed Harry looking left out, so waved him towards me and gave his cock a shake then pulled it to my mouth, where I tried to suck his balls out through his piss hole. He actually lost balance and was lying across my face with his cock impaled in my mouth; so I kept sucking as Shaggy continued his almighty cunt battering at the other end.
I was shaking with excitement when Shaggy pulled his cock out; leaving a gaping hole where my cunt had been.
“Bend over,” he grunted as he wiped sweat from his brow,
Oh yes! If his cock felt big that way; who knew how good it would be doggy style?
I rolled over and raised myself onto all fours; Shaggy was in there like a rat up a drainpipe; making me squeal, whimper and bite my lip again; this time as he fucked me ragged he kept slapping my arse at the same time which was pretty damn kinky.
Harry Potter knelt before my face and bravely offered his cock for a second time; Shaggy was fucking me so powerfully it was difficult to keep the cock in my mouth but we both persevered; until he began breathing heavily and tensed up; even standing on tippy-toes as he shot a stream of hot spunk across my face, then draining it onto my hair.
This tipped Shaggy over and he too tensed up; banging my cunt like a barn door in the wind until he groaned and filled me up with his hot baby seeds.
The three of us lay cuddled up for five minutes or so when my hand went wandering and found Shaggy’s deflated snake, which I tickled and stroked until it began to twitch.
“You dirty fucker?” He chuckled; “you’re wanting more?”
“Too fucking right I do.!
I then flipped over until I was face to cock and began licking it clean, cupping and squeezing his magnificent balls at the same time. It didn’t take long for me to suck more blood into it and give it another sexy blow job.
I certainly wasn’t expecting what happened next; but at Shaggy’s urging Harry buried his face between my spread legs and began lapping his friend’s cum out of my tingling cunt; while Shaggy gave a running commentary; “that’s it suck my cock you dirty fucking slag; that’s it all of it… taste that spunk; you too you you little fuck; suck my spunk out of her twat.”
And on he went; turning me on with his foul mouth and huge cock; and Harry was now responding to my movements by licking all of the right parts in the right order; until I began to tingle… then my legs felt hot and then I had to gasp; “Yes, yes… just there… faster, faster!” and the chubby little geek had made me cum!
Shaggy’s cock was nice and big again, so this time I straddled him and sunk down on the full length “FUCKING HELL!” I gasped as it seemed to go up into my rib cage; then I slowly acclimatised and rode him like a prize bull; it really was amazing… even bigger than Lionel’s and that’s saying something.
With us both having cum so recently I knew I could take my time and I did; maybe ten minutes or more of grinding myself down on his monster cock; then he called his friend over and whispered something to Harry who was sitting wanking in the corner.
Potter looked at me and grinned then moved behind me and I felt him climbing onto the bed… Oh no…no…no…OH FUCKING YES!
Without any preliminaries the geek wrapped an arm around my waist and pressed his little fat cock against my arsehole and just like the carrot slid in far too easily.
“Fuck yeh!” I gasped as it went up balls deep; “you randy sods!” I was in sexual heaven for the next few minutes as Shaggy would rattle my cage via my stretched cunt; then potter would do his terrier act; fucking my arse with fast and furious short jabs until he gasped and shot a spunk bullet up my arsehole.
Once he got off Shaggy went into overdrive; calling all kinds of dirty names as he pounded my hot cunt like a stallion; until he rolled me off and lent over my face for me to suck him dry; which I willingly and lovingly did.
As we lay together gasping for air I looked at the clock; we’d been fucking solid for nearly an hour and a half… which was a personal best.
“Where’s your smokes?” Shaggy asked and I got up and brought the packet from which he took three.
“You can’t smoke in here; you’ll have to go outside.”
“I’ve got to go anyways; work in an hour.”
With that and not even a kiss on the cheek, they got dressed and left me alone with not just an aching cunt; but arsehole too.
Still shaking with excitement I wandered out to the balcony and as I had a lovely (naked and spunk covered) relaxing cup of coffee and cigarette my phone beeped; and it was another friend asking if I ‘was having fun’… I replied with three smiley faces.
It’ll come as no surprise that I had to masturbate in the shower reliving the events of the afternoon… but three times?
There was nothing in for my tea so I decided to go to the village and buy something there; forgoing the pub as Lionel was away; Id already ordered my pizza when I remembered I needed more cigarettes; which meant a visit to… you know where.
With a deep breath into the supermarket I went; he didn’t see me as he was serving someone which meant I had to wander aound before I captured his attention. As the shop was otherwise empty he came from behind the counter and grabbed my tits from behind; “if we’re quick I can fuck you in the stockroom” was his greeting;
“No thanks” I smiled; “I just needed a couple of things ”
“Carrots?” he sniggered.
“Shit!” he knew.
“No… not after this afternoon anyway.”
“You could still get some and show mw what you did with them when I’m finished tonight.”
I blushed and looked away.
“Seriously; I’ve only seen one girl play with herself… it’ll turn me on; you can have them for free.” then he chuckled.
Someone was at the counter so I made my way to the wine rack and by the time I’d selected a bottle the shop was empty again.
As I placed my things on the counter he produced two very long and thick carrots and a packet of rubber johnnies.
“I finish at 10 and can be up there in ten minutes.” He grinned.
I looked at the carrots and then had a flashback of his cock and nodded; “ok”.
Sure enough he was there at 5 past 10; and to his obvious delight I answered the door in the nude.
He immediatly pressed me against the wall and forcibly kissed me and running his fingers between my legs; “you’re fucking soaking… you dirty cunt! You didn’t start without me did you?”
I smiled and shook my head then led him into the living area.
He’d brought some cans of cider with him and cracked one open; gulped some down then flopped on a sofa… “Get on with it then?” The tattooed lout commanded with a wave of his hand.
I smiled at his arrogance then sat on the other sofa opposite; took a deep breath and unpeeled a johnnie and slid it onto the carrot; then pretended to lick it, then sexily spread my legs and ran it along my still sticky slit, as Shaggy peeled his shorts and t-shirt off.
“Oh fuck” I gasped as I slid the long vegetable into my cunt; then began panting and stroking my tits as I jammed it in hard as he had fucked me earlier, and when I looked across he was leering at me cock in one hand and can in the other.
I fucked myself for about five minutes; even turning around with my arse facing him as I masturbated.
Soon he came over to me and fed his cock into my mouth as I fucked myself; slurping on his massive cock and tickling his ball sack while filling my hole with sexual fury.
“That’s enough.” Shaggy grunted; “Stay there.” and he went behind me and took the carrot off me; dropped it on the floor then slid his cock back into my gaping cunt. Just like earlier he went straight into overdrive; nearly making the caravan shake as much as I was.
My head was spinning when he slowed down; but it was only to pick up the carrot which he forced up my arse hole! Then the battering continued; cock and carrot in perfect harmony.
His double penetration was even sexier than with his young friend six hours earlier; dirtier too; but it turned out that the carrot was just an instrument to stretch my sphincter; because he slid it out and quickly replaced it with that nine inch cock!
Even after that foreplay; it still hurt as he stretched my back passage to Kingdom Come; making me growl and grip tightly onto the cushions as he fucked me anally and slapped my arse in rhythm.
I lost track of time; but eventually he grunted something; pulled his cock out then growled, “I want to cum on your face.!”
I flopped onto the carpet as he began wanking like a demon; then shot string after string across my face… where did it all cum from?
That was it; he got up, finished his cider, bummed some smokes off me and away he went into the night.
Part 3 TBC