What Every Girl Needs

Let me introduce myself, I`m Rachael Gordon – Smythe daughter of Godfrey and Mary Gordon – Smythe, I`m 22 years old, five two tall and with a petite 36 x 23 x 36 figure, although I have slightly oversized boobs, baby blue eyes and shoulder length blonde hair. People say rightly I come from a privileged background, we live in a Tudor Manor house with 12 bedrooms etc etc, situated in the lovely Cotswolds. I was of course privately educated I now work in Daddies Law Firm in the City of London. Well, I say work, although I`ve passed my Law degree and have a desk and job with the firm I never hardly have to go in and get a rather large salary.

The big plan is for Daddy to retire when I`m ready to take over the reins, fortunately Daddy doesn’t wish to retire for another twenty years so plenty of time for me to learn the ropes. In fact, the only time I go into the office is when I arrange a shopping trip to London. In all fairness Daddy is more than happy with our present arrangement, it also keeps Mummy happy because she thinks I`m working at least occasionally, in fairness I do have a couple of my own clients, nothing serious just let`s Daddy justify my salary.

I have a fiancée Mark who also works for the Company as a Lawyer, we met a couple of years ago at the firms Christmas bash and we hit it off pretty much from the word go. Although we are not officially engaged, I am pretty confident he will pop the question probably in six months’ time, at Christmas. In all honesty Mark is a bit of an old romantic and our romance with as been very slow, it actually took him 6 weeks to give me a peck me on the cheek and that was after he`d finally plucked up courage to ask me on a proper date. Not what I was used to, the boys at university would be just the opposite and almost have their hand on your arse or up your skirt before introducing themselves. Not that I minded, my finishing school had been very strict in regard to the opposite sex, boys were a definite no, no. Sex education, as they called it had been taken by our Miss Rodgers, a forty something spinster who everyone doubted had ever had a decent shagging in her life

Although I wasn’t a virgin when I got to University, I was far from experienced. In fact, my only experience of sex had been a couple of very unsatisfactory attempts with one of our tenant farmers sons, who was a year older than me but with about as much experience, so pretty disastrous as you would expect.

Sexual experiences at university had been better, the crude approaches of drunken fellow students had all been quickly rebuffed, I did however enter into a relationship with a third year and my sex life appeared on the face of it to be good. It also stopped the advances of most other male students, although I was approached by several females who left me in little doubt they would like to have sex with me. I admit I was curious regarding sex with another girl and didn’t rule it out, but I had a boyfriend and his attentions were enough. John my boyfriend left after my first year of course I was heartbroken, if only for a week or so, maybe not even that long.

During my second and third years I had four sexual partners, well I say four but it was only three really, I got very drunk one evening and succumbed to a one – night stand, and the walk of shame afterwards, not an experience I enjoyed or intended to ever repeat, I confess I didn’t remember anything about the sex apart from being unable to find my panties afterwards, and a rather sore fanny the next morning.

Therefore, after graduation and meeting Mark everything appeared grand. I wasn’t too bothered he didn’t force his attentions on me and I would have been happy to wait for our wedding night to have sex with him.

Of course, every girl as her needs and my sexual desires were satisfied by my two vibrators, my first purchase had been as a joke for a hen party for Claire Harley-Jones a long – time friend, but had me thinking especially as the bride to be had a grateful look in her eyes when she opened it. Shortly afterwards I purchased one for myself I chose a realistically sized one which resembled my last sexual partner, not the extra huge black one I had purchased for the hen party joke for Claire. After inserting the batteries, I played with the speed control and felt the vibrators movements with my fingers, nothing special to my way of thinking so I tucked it away in the bottom of my knicker draw, and that’s where it remained for a couple of weeks without much thought.

One Friday night, drinks after work with Claire and several of my girlfriends had got rather raunchy when someone asked the newly married Claire about her sex life. Claire blushed and offered some vague description, obviously embarrassed and not wishing for her sex life to be the topic of discussion. Susie Everett piped up, “Of course you’ve always got Rachael`s present to rely on,” Lots of laughter and amusement ensued. I noticed Claire had blushed profusely at the insinuation.

When the evening had wound down and was coming to an end, I shared a taxi with Claire and Yvonne Ellis who got out first, then on to Claire`s house.

“Bye Rachael see you soon,” She kissed me on the cheek, “Oh, and thanks for the present.” With that she was gone.

I didn’t think much about her thanks considering she meant the wedding present I had given them a long week-end away in Jersey. Arriving home, I showered and dried my hair standing naked in front of the mirror I admired my naked body, the hours in the gym and a careful diet, yeah, I looked good, I felt my soft skin, nice, examining my pubic hair I decided it needed a trim up. Ten minutes later I had a nice neat landing strip. I felt a little tender where I`d shaved so I got a good drop of moisturiser and attended to the shaving rash between my legs. Going to my knicker draw I found a suitable pair of panties for sleeping in, I find cami-knickers more comfortable than a thong or a G-string for sleeping in when I`m alone.

Just when I`d pulled out a nice new silk pair they must have somehow snagged around the vibrator and it dropped to the floor with a thud. I looked at it for a second before picking it up and replacing it without a second thought in the bottom of the draw, hiding it under my lingerie,

I slipping into my knickers and into bed. I was just dropping off to sleep when for for some strange reason a thought entered my head, what if Claire had been thanking me for her hen present rather than her wedding present. I remembered the look in her eyes when I she`d opened it. I wondered?

Retrieving my plastic toy I returned to bed, handling it did remind me at least size wise of my last boyfriend. I wondered what it tasted like and kissed it, I recalled sucking his hard cock. I turned the vibrator onto a slow speed and ventured to touch my nipple with it, “Mmmmm” not bad, nothing special but okay. A second or two later I moved downwards, opening my legs and running the tip over my pussy lips, quite nice. Pushing a little harder I soon found my little button and the sensation made me gasp, my clit responded instantly, oh my word, I found the speed button and turned it too maximum, my arse was off the bed in an instant the vibrator working its magic, a huge orgasm swept through my body causing me to moan unashamedly.

Wow, that was good, I wondered what it would feel like inside my now wet and randy pussy. I decided to turn the vibrations on to a slower speed and slowly enter my aching quim. My pussy was wet and accepted the vibrator easily, there was no hanging about, full speed vibrations, full speed ahead to a second orgasm. I had never experienced anything so intense I bit my pillow in an attempt to stifle my moans of pure pleasure.

To say I had discovered another woman was probably an understatement I hardly slept at all the entire night, fucking myself with that plastic pleasure giving toy endlessly. I must finally have passed out with exhaustion and awoke to sunlight streaming into my bedroom. The bed was a total mess and felt uncomfortable mainly because a large damp patch under my arse where I was lying. My toy was lying next to my leg, I reached out and grabbed it with every intention of putting it away, but once I got the feel of it, surely one more go wouldn’t hurt?

It certainly didn’t I brought myself off three times in quick succession before the batteries finally gave up, I spent an hour in the bath my mind in turmoil almost unable to come to terms with the intenseness of my experiences of the past night and this morning. Mom commented I looked particularly radiant later when I ventured downstairs, I turned away as I felt my cheeks redden. There was no doubt I`d discovered the most fulfilling pleasure giver there could possibly be, or so I thought. To say I couldn’t get enough of my new toy was an understatement, disposing of the spent batteries was almost becoming an issue.

A girly lunch with Claire was always enjoyable and this Fridays was no different we chatted about most of the usual things, Claire informed me everything was good with her marriage with one caveat, she looked embarrassed when she revealed her sex life was a bit of a let-down.

“He`s very loving and tentative,” she said.

“So, you`re not getting enough?” I ventured

“It`s not the quantity, he can`t leave it alone if I`m honest,” I must have looked bemused, “Well you know I`ve been a bit of a player in the past, especially when I was at University.”

I raised my eye – brows, Claire had a bit of a reputation regarding her liking for cock, until now had been all speculation and chat between the girls. “Every bloke was in with more than a chance.” She confessed.

“So, what’s the issue if you’re getting plenty now?” I asked curiously.

“I miss a good hard shag if I`m honest, you know” She continued, “Being thrown on the bed and shagged hard and fast or across the table, the back seat of a car passion the urgency, you know?”

I really didn’t but nodded in agreement.

“I`m using a plastic toy to give me the satisfaction my husband should be giving me.”

She looked slightly dreamy at the thought, I imagined she meant in relation to the vibrator I`d given her.

“I`ve just made the most remarkable purchase,” My God what was she going to reveal to me know, “A Rampant Rabbit,” I almost spilled my drink

“A what?”

“A Rampant Rabbit it`s the most fantastic invention trust me I can……….”

“Hi you two,” We were rudely interrupted by Sally Mountfield, one of our gang, “Not interrupting, am I?” She asked not caring about the answer she sat down and started going on about the clothes she had just purchased.

Back in my office I attended to a couple of matters before leaving for the weekend, on my short walk to the underground I remembered Claire`s conversation and wondered how she would have finished her last sentence before we had been interrupted. Turning left instead of right I walked into Soho and was soon outside the sex shop I had used previously. I stepped inside. I left a few minutes later having purchase the rather curious looking Rampant Rabbit.

Arriving home, I was greeted by my agitated Mother who was attempting to prepare a meal for the dinner party I had completely forgotten about, all I wanted to do was get upstairs and investigate the anticipated delights of my purchase. Unfortunately, it was several somewhat frustrated hours after our guests had all left before I managed to into the privacy of my bedroom.

After a quick shower and naked as the day I was born, I slipped into bed, I had my old vibrator primed and ready just in case my new acquisition didn’t live up to my expectations. I needn’t have worried my new toy surpassed anything I had experienced previously. Mind shattering orgasm followed mind blowing orgasm ripped through my body I couldn’t get enough, earthshattering the only way I could explain the effect the Rabbit was having on my body. the clitty stimulator driving me crazy each time it came into contact with its intended target. Whoever had designed this marvellous gismo should be knighted in my opinion or even made a saint. I had once considered my first toy couldn’t be bettered for the satisfaction it delivered, how mistaken I had been the sensations the rabbit was sending spiralling through my body were on another level totally.

Every spare second of my weekend was spent fucking myself with it, unbelievable!

In my office Monday morning I was on cloud nine the message coming from my fanny was a feeling of being permanently aroused, it was difficult to concentrate on my work and a client meeting was a real struggle for me to handle professionally, I think hopefully I managed without giving anything away.

After a working lunch I was ready for home when my mobile rang and I was pleased to see it was Sally who announced she was getting married and without taking a breath, announced her hen party was on the party Island of Ibiza, I was summoned to attend no questions asked. I asked who was going and informed it was all the girls, the usual crew plus a few others. I was happy to be invited and looked forward to a week in the sun.

Mark my boyfriend hinted he wasn’t too happy at me going, jealous, good I thought, he also hinted he was getting ready to propose? Well, he hadn’t before the hen week arrived, I was billeted with Claire in a luxury hotel which was great.

Something I hadn’t considered until I was packing my suitcase was, should I pack my vibrators? What if I was searched at customs, what if Claire spotted it? The embarrassment would be too much so I decided not to risk it, so a week without my satisfaction toys would certainly be a challenge.

The first couple of days in the beautiful sunshine was taken up with sunbathing, partying, recovering from hangovers. Claire and I made a decision to give our bodies a rest from alcohol if we could. That afternoon a group of guys arrived at our hotel, much to the delight of the girls. The guys wasted no time in introducing themselves to us, laughter and the drinks began to flow, dinner was arranged for the evening.

Dinner and more drinks with good looking male company it wasn’t long before partnerships were formed. I was a little reserved thinking about Mark and I had no intentions of getting involved with anyone. Claire shocked me with her obvious flirting with a guy she had taken an interest.

She giggled and whispered in my ear “What goes on in Ibiza stays in Ibiza,” Moments later she disappeared in the direction of the stairs with her beau. I noticed a couple others getting intimate and slowly disappearing.

I found myself being entertained by a very hunky chap named Steve, more alcohol and when he moved forward I didn’t resist his kiss, in fact I responded by flicking my tongue into his mouth, I don’t quite know why but it seemed the right thing to do?

My god my mind was a fuddle, was it all the alcohol? It could be, but I rather fancy it was the combined effect of the booze and Steve`s very nice kisses. I always did like a good kisser and I wasn’t disappointed, where was this leading? Steve surprisingly asked if I would like a stroll along the beach, I was expecting a more amorous request, and accepted willingly. The moon was reflecting off the sea, a lovely warm breeze, a good-looking guy on my arm, it was wonderful, we paddled our feet in the warm Mediterranean Sea, how romantic. Steve was great company and made me laugh a lot, I was enjoying myself more than I had in a long time, we walked hand in hand back to the hotel it seemed only natural when we headed towards his room.

Rachael what are you doing? I was floundering, what goes on in Ibiza stays in Ibiza came into my mind. Claire was married and no doubt enjoying some extra marital horizontal pleasures of her own, I was young and single if not quite free.

We arrived at his room he turned and kissed me, his left hand was slowly moving towards my boobs whist his right hand was already gently caressing my bum, any resistance or qualms I may have had were rapidly disappearing, my tummy was churning, the butterflies dancing alarmingly, my hand rubbed his chest when his hand massaged my now garment free boob.

We entered his apartment Steve kissed my neck on his way to my boobs where he proceeded to tease and suck my now very hard nipples, bloody hell this guy was good, his nimble fingers had unzipped my skirt which had fallen to the floor. I wasn’t wearing a bra, my god I was standing almost naked in front of a man I`d only know a matter of hours, most unlike me.

Steve gently sat me down on the edge of the bed before easing me backwards onto the bed, once again he caressed my aching boobs not rushing, taking his time turning me on even more. Moving downwards making me giggle when his tongue tickled my belly button. I was surprised when he moved further downwards, my legs were tightly together as I was expecting him to remove my thong before proceeding to have sex with me.

How naive I still was!

Steve began to kiss along the waistband of my thong before kissing my mound, Oh my! what did he want to do? I didn’t have long wait to find out, he gently eased my legs apart and began to kiss down towards my sex.

This was something no man had ever done before. I had always been prudent about exposing my intimate parts to any of my previous lovers, a couple had almost begged to get their head between my legs I`d always rebuffed their attempts, so to say I was nervous was an understatement, to say I was curious also an understatement, to say I was hornier than I had ever been with any lover was a bigger understatement.

Steve wrapped a finger around the crotch of my thong and moved it aside, I was embarrassed for about a second at allowing a man so close to my naked sex. When he ran his tongue along my pussy lips any consideration other than more of the same, please soon disappeared I assure you. Steve`s expert tongue playing a merry dance on my wetness, and when he lashed my aroused clitty it was all over, crash bang wallop and orgasm flashed through me. I grabbed the back of his head and ground my pussy downwards, he never stopped working my clit, absolute ecstasy.

When I had returned to something that resembled normal Steve grabbed my ankles and placed them onto his shoulders, when or how he had taken his trousers and underpants off I never knew, I felt his knob end probing along my slit. Steve rubbed the head of his cock along my fanny until he found just the right spot, despite having just orgasmed, feeling very randy and being wet he made me gasp out loud when he attempting to get his cock inside.

I groaned with frustration, raising my head I looked down between our bodies I caught a glimpse of his cock. I`d never seen anything like the size of what he had between his legs. Twice as long and at least twice the girth of Mark, it was bloody huge.

Steve must have seen the expression of concern on my face before I said, “I don’t think that’s going to fit,” Silly thing to say in hindsight.

Steve didn’t force himself on me instead he rolled next to me on the bed, my hand instinctively found his cock, “Sorry” he kissed me gently

“That`s ermmm, by far the biggest cock I`ve ever seen,” I exclaimed unable to take my eyes of it.

Steve laughed and dragged me on top of him, “Here`s the answer,” he stated firmly.

“What?”

“Just help yourself.”

“What?”

He pulled my legs apart so I was straddling his waist, without a second thought I reached between my legs and grabbed his cock, my hand would fit all the way around his girth, moving myself slightly downwards I could rub his knob end along my pussy, this time I was in control. I positioned his cock just in the right spot before easing backwards, his knob stretching my tight pussy again, gently very gently I eased him inside before resting and accustoming myself to the size.

Steve grabbed my hips, I braced myself for a big thrust, but no instead he rocked me very slowly and gently backwards and forwards introducing more of his cock slowly, I reckoned he`d had this problem before. I was so horny I just moaned as he stretched my little pussy.

“Oooooooh aaaaaaah, oooooh,” I was moaning louder now, Steve didn’t relent gradually sitting me down on his huge cock.

I felt full of cock for the first time in my life, I began to rock myself backwards and forwards thinking I was doing everything right, what I hadn’t realised was only half his cock was up me.

He worked me slowly further onto his cock each extra millimetre causing me to swear and moan, I don’t know how long it took me until finally I was sat on his full length. I sat perfectly still my pussy still coming to terms with the huge invader.

Steve kissed me lovingly before whispering in my ear, “Now fuck yourself.”

I needed no second invitation and began to build momentum until I found myself doing really long strokes, his cock almost popping out before I sat back down on his manhood going in to the hilt. I increased the pace until I was at a good gallop when feelings I had never felt with any man before began somewhere deep, deep inside me increasing in intensity with every stroke building to an incredible crescendo. I rode him with gay abandon as my second orgasm of the evening flooded my body, biting his shoulder when the final throws of ecstasy escaped from my body.

Steve rolled me onto my back, I opened my legs and he mounted me, this time his cock didn’t meet any resistance, my legs wrapped around his back as he fucked me, another orgasm rapidly approaching, “Yesssssss, yes yeeessss, “I screamed, Ooooooh God, Jesus I`m cumming Ooooooh,” he was pounding my pussy, “I’mmmmmm cuuuuuummmmming, ohhhhh fuuuuuuck”

My legs were on his shoulders, no slowing down now he fucked me through my next orgasm. When he sensed me relax, he effortlessly flipped me over on to my tummy, I raised my arse like a wanton whore. Sure I`d had sex from the rear with other boyfriends but always reluctantly, I was always put off by the thought of them being able to see everything I had to offer, this time I literally thrust my arse and pussy towards his rampant cock.

The bastard knew I was gagging for it, but teased me by rubbed his knob end along my stretched and open pussy lips, I waggled my arse trying to sit back onto his cock. “What do you want?” He asked

“Your big cock up me,”

“Say please,” He teased

“Please,” I asked in a whimper

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me.” I was begging for cock for the first time in my life

He wasted no time impaling me to the hilt in one thrust, again I screeched with pleasure, his cock felt even bigger in this position. I was almost delirious with pleasure, Steve grabbed my hips and began to fuck me harder, my knees almost coming off the bed with his every thrust. I buried my head into the pillow my fist grabbing the sheet tightly, “Ooooooooooh myyyyyy god, I`m cumming again,” I shouted as his cock slammed in and out of my very wet pussy.

Then another amazing thing happened. I felt his cock go exceptionally hard and thicken if that were possible inside me, Steve let out a groan, I screamed uncontrollably as we orgasmed blissfully together, I felt his cock pump jet and jet of spunk inside me. At that moment I must have passed out, because the next thing I remember is movement next to me and Steve getting out of bed.

I dreamily opened my eyes, recalling the events of the previous night, it was hard to comprehend what had occurred and I slowly recalled things in detail, I couldn’t actually believe what I had done.

Steve returned to the bedroom with a tray orange juice and fresh croissants, jams and marmalade, “Good morning lover,” He had a broad grin on his face.

I looked up at him standing there holding the tray, what caught my attention was he was naked and his cock was very hard and standing proud, and pointing in my direction, he laughed as I blushed, I didn’t know where to look but could take my eyes of his manhood.

It was at that moment something came over me for the first time in my life, I knelt up on the bed the sheet fell from my breasts and I reached a took his cock in my hand, “Put that tray down and get on the bed.”

My instructions firm, Steve didn’t need telling twice.

In the broad light of day I got a better look at his cock. How on Gods earth I had taken that up my little tight pussy? I didn’t know, the one thing I did know was I wanted it up there again.

Sex that morning took much the same initial progress as the previous night. I straddled his cock and took it at my own pace. I was pounding away on him a lot quicker than last night, we fucked until lunch time and we were both satisfied.

“I must go and see Claire,” I said climbing out of bed.

“Must you?” Steve asked flashing his semi hard cock in my direction

“Yes, I must”

“Will I see you again?”

“If you`re by the pool in an hour I`d say so yes,” I laughed and escaped his apartment.

Arriving back at my room I was hoping Claire was out and I could take a leisurely soak in the bath, my pussy needed some TLC and quickly, I had never felt so stretched and sore as I did at that moment. I never felt so satisfied as I did at that moment, satisfaction with a vibrator was good, very good, but I never realised until now that satisfaction from a having a man between your legs was even more satisfying.

I opened the door a walked in without thinking, I threw my handbag on the sofa and walked into the bedroom, The site that greeted me stopped me in my tracks. Claire was on her knees sucking the sizable cock of the bloke she`d met the night before.

“Oh sorry, sorry,” I stammered an apology.

The guy opened his eyes looked noticing my embarrassment and smiled towards me. Claire took his cock from her mouth and stared towards me with a look of horror on her face, this was the worst timing on her behalf. The chap groaned and shot a huge wad of cum onto her face, before she could react his second shot went into her eye and hair. Claire reacted and quickly wrapped her lips around his pulsating cock and take the rest of his load in her mouth, she swallowed greedily until he had finished. She swore at him for shooting his load over her, I turned at ran into the bathroom totally embarrassed.

“You can come out now he`s gone.” A rather annoyed sounding Claire shouted.

“Claire I`m so sorry,” I attempted an apology.

Claire just laughed, ” Totally my fault just got carried away,” She said, “I told him not to cum in my mouth or into my hair as I want to go sunbathing and didn’t want to wash my hair until later.” She grimaced, “You know what men are like they say they won`t cum and then bang a mouthful of jizz, eh?”

“Sorry,” I offered again with a smile as Claire was trying to get any traces of dried cum out of her hair.

I must admit I did wonder what getting a mouthful of spunk would be like? Although I didn’t let on to Claire I`d never actually experienced a guy emptying his load into my mouth.

“Anyway, where did you spend the night?” She wanted the nitty gritty. I gave her scant details of my night without going into too much detail regarding Steve`s cock or sexual athleticism.

“Very nice sound a nice bloke, any plans for round two?”

“I don’t think so.”

We lazed by the pool when the two guys joined us, Claire`s fella Andrew looked awfully uneasy and apologised to me for our earlier somewhat unplanned introduction.

I put him at ease and we had some good fun in and out of the pool, we arranged dinner for later. I was dozing in the sun considering the events of the past few hours.

I had encountered Steve`s cock, by far the biggest I`d ever seen, I considered it could be a freak of nature to be that large? Then I got a birds eye view of Andy`s equipment, the second biggest tool I`d ever seen, and not far behind Steve`s, what a sheltered life I had led?

Showered, hair and make-up done just before we left Claire said, “Bet you twenty quid he has your knickers off again tonight.” I didn’t reply, “Well if you`re serious about not shagging him again I`ll take him off your hands.”

“Claire,” I scolded, “Aren`t you satisfied with you chap.”

“Tell the truth he did give me a good shagging, and as a nice cock, stacks of energy and I took full advantage I can tell you.”

“So why do you fancy Steve?”

“Rachael don’t be naive.”

“What do you mean?” I asked truthfully.

“The size of him.”

“Pardon?”

“His errrr you know,”

“What?”

“Rachael, you know his, oh his penis,” Claire looked flustered but continued, “You couldn’t miss the damn thing when he climbed out of the pool, like a bloody donkey,” I blushed, “You must have had a great night.”

“Oh that.” I said matter of fact style.

My comment brought an instant retort from Claire, “Oh sorry you didn’t get that far last night?” She whispered, “So what’s that mark on his neck?” She giggled, “I only dish those out like Olympic gold medals, don’t know about you.” She finished, “Must have given you a right shagging, you lucky cow.”

She didn`t know how right she was.

We left to meet the boys

We had a fantastic evening good food, wine, dancing, candlelight great company things were coming to an end, when Claire and I were in the powder room.

“My offer still stands,” She winked.

“You want to swop partners?”

“To be honest I`d go for a foursome if you`re up for it,” I thought she was jesting but the serious look on her face said otherwise.

“Think we should stick,” I replied not wishing to display my sexual performance in front of anyone else, even my best mate. I had always considered it very private and personal thing between two people.

“Spoil sport,” Claire pulled a disappointed face, smiled, and we made our way back to join the boys.

Leaving the bar we made our way back towards the hotel, hand in hand, another beautifully warm moonlit night, stars twinkling brightly, absolutely perfect. For the first time in my life I was feeling turned on in anticipation of what was to unfold, and I couldn’t wait to get to grips with Steve.

Well, I didn’t have to wait long, and I certainly wasn’t disappointed. The format was very similar to last nights, Steve soon had me down to just my thong after teasing my nipples and slowly teasing his way down to my crotch. He took an absolute age teasing me through my thong despite all my attempts to get my pussy onto his tongue he managed to evade all my efforts. God he was a teaser and boy did he know how to turn me on, another first I begged for his tongue

“Lick me please, lick me,” I almost demanded. He moved my soaking thong aside exposing my wet pussy, I could feel his breath on it, then he let my thong slip back into place, “You bastard,” I squealed in frustration, “Stop teasing me,” I demanded.

He giggled and started the process all over again.

The next time he pulled my thong to one side I was almost delirious with desire. I anticipated his tongue on my sex and was more than happy when my legs were opened wide and pushed upwards, exposing my sex totally to my lover. Again I anticipated a good tongue lashing but was surprised when I felt the head of his cock spreading my pussy lips apart. He entered me to the hilt in one quick thrust, taking me completely by surprise.

“Oooooooch, “I screamed at the brutishness of that first stoke, the next couple of thrusts had me swooning in ecstasy.

It was only a glimpse of the night’s passion, we made love in every way I ever imagined and then some I hadn`t.

Slow gentle loving, and hard almost brutal fucking.

The result of every aspect was me cumming too many times to count on that magnificent cock.

Steve awoke me early the next morning, I felt him stir and I stretched out, before I realised what was happening, me being in that lovely dreamy state of being half asleep he was between my legs giving my quim the licking he had denied me the previous evening, and I loved it.

A lazy slow orgasm swept through me, before Steve pulled me to the end of the bed got me kneeling on the floor bent onto the bed, my arse just the right level for him to thrust his very hard morning woody deep inside me.

The brute fucked me hard and when I came again, he joined me in the pleasure, he pulled out and slapped my backside rather hard making me squeak.

“Back in a sec,” He announced, before I could reply I heard the apartment door slam.

It must have been ten minutes before he returned, he came into the bedroom breakfast tray in hand, I had a wicked thought, a bit of revenge.

I opened his bathrobe exposing his semi hard cock, for the first time in my life I really wanted to suck a cock, I had never really fancied it before and only performed orally to satisfy the demands of boyfriends, but something had changed inside my mind.

I slipped his cock into my mouth. I was pleased to hear him groan.

“Don`t drop the tray,” I laughed and took his know rampant cock deeper into my mouth.

“Rachael stop,” He moaned unconvincingly, fortunately he had managed to put down the tray.

Stop what did he mean stop?

I was like a girl possessed I`d got the taste for cock and there was no way in this world I was going to stop until he shot his load. I felt him stiffen, I was a little apprehensive never having sucked a bloke off completely before. I had tasted pre-cum several times but never a guy’s full load. I was going at him hard, licking the sensitive underside before lapping his balls then taking him as deep as I could, wrapping my lips around his shaft.

I panicked a little, what if it made me sick, or I choked, I`ll wank him off I was just about to wrap my hand around his cock when he grabbed the back of my head and slid his shaft deeper, using my mouth for his pleasure and mine. He actually touched the back of my throat when I felt him shoot into my mouth. I formed the perfect O around his cock and it seemed only natural to swallow as he pumped his sperm into my mouth, after a number of squirts I felt his grip on my head relax and his cock soften.

He finally let go of my head, “Rachael, I`m so sorry,” He began to apologise then looked down at me, I was grinning like the proverbial Cheshire cat, more like the cat that certainly got the cream on this occasion I thought, and I loved every drop licking my lips sensually.

The remaining three days of my time on Ibiza was spent fucking and sucking Steve at every opportunity, we just couldn’t get enough of one another.

Several of our party had met blokes and were getting laid by this time, and we all seemed to meet up in the afternoons by the pool, relaxing and topping up our suntans, everyone appeared pretty happy.

Our final evening all the girls met early for cocktails and a laugh, the bride to be gave a small speech, she thanked everyone for making her hen party special etc, etc she finished by saying “Remember ladies, what goes on at a hen party stays at a hen party!”

“Here, here,” We all chorused, I looked around and saw some very sheepish glances and the raising of eyebrows.

Within an hour most of the girls had gone to meet their lovers, presumably for final night of passion, fortunately we had a late flight the following day so no alarms about oversleeping or getting carried away with a final shag for the road.

Steve and I soon got to his room for a night of what I knew would be unbridled passion. I was slightly surprised when instead of whipping my knickers off he got a bottle of Champagne out of the fridge and two glassed, he walked onto our balcony over-looking the pool and the moonlit sea beyond, how romantic. I joined him he handed me a glass of champagne and we leaned on the balcony rail enjoying the moment.

“Here`s to the most beautiful girl I`ve ever me,” he raised his glass to me.

“Thank you,” I replied as we chinked glasses.

I wondered if he really meant it or was him just trying to justify our holiday romance?

He slipped his arms around me sending a shiver down my body, he moved behind me wrapping his arms around me he kissed the back of my neck, whether his words were true or not I didn’t really care.

He cupped my boobs in his hands and caressed them gently, my nipples had never been so hard. I wanted sex more than I had ever wanted anything in my life. Moreover, I wanted sex with Steve and his huge dick.

I knew we may never see one another once we left Ibiza so I was certainly going to make the most of tonight and probably tomorrow morning. I closed my eyes loving the caress and his nibbles and soft kisses on my neck when he suddenly stopped, I opened my eyes and glanced back at my lover. He was staring intently at something, “Bloody hell,” he uttered.

“What?” I asked.

“Look over there,” He nodded towards the far end of the pool where a couple were kissing and cuddling on a sunbed, they must have thought they were hidden by the bushes, however from our vantage point we had a decent view of heir antics.

I focussed my eyes in their direction, “Oh my god!”

“That’s Claire isn’t it,” He asked.

“Mmmmm,” I confirmed transfixed by what we could see. Claire was with a bloke that wasn’t they chap I`d caught her with in our room and who she had been with earlier in the evening.

We watch her antics they kissed passionately, the guy’s hand was up her skirt stroking her arse.

Claire wasted little time in extracting his cock from his shorts, her eager mouth soon working up and down his shaft. The guy slumped back onto the sunbed his hands behind his head watching Claire perform on his stiff dick, obviously enjoying her expertise, she wasn`t holding back, using her hand in unison with her mouth, I took note of her technique.

We watched them intently and Steve`s hand found my backside, a finger soon found my pussy, my very wet pussy. I squirmed on his finger and moaned what happened next surprised us, the guy I`d caught her blowing the other morning appeared. He proceeded to manoeuvre Claire so she was kneeling on the sunbed, her ass high. her mouth still working on the cock in her mouth.

He wasted no time in lifting her short skirt around her waist, with his other hand he whipped his cock out and unceremoniously held her by her hips and entered Claire in one thrust. Some-how she never lost her rhythm with her mouth, the guy behind her fucked her hard.

Steve`s finger had found my clitty and I gasped as he rubbed it gently, meanwhile Claire had placed her feet on the floor either side of the sunbed, still brazenly offering herself

The two guys changed places her old lover standing she gobbled hungrily on his cock, her new lover now shagging her from the rear.

I reached for Steve`s cock unsurprisingly he was ramrod stiff. I wrapped my hand around him, we were still transfixed watching Claire brutally getting serviced by two guys, my God she was a slut.

Steve lifted me slightly, bending his knees I felt his cock nudging into me. I arched my back to allow him better access. I was on tip toes, he slid deep into my wanton pussy. He gently fucked me bringing me to a lovely gentle climax, I pushed back onto his cock, he grabbed my hips and began to fuck me harder, my breath coming in short gasps.

A few minutes later Clare appeared to get a mouthful in typical style, the guy’s hand gripped her head, he fucked her mouth and spent his load. A few moments afterwards the guy behind her pulled his cock out of her pussy and walked to stand in front of her, he also empty his balls into her mouth.

The first guy had watched intently but must have decided the show was over and put his cock back into his shorts and casually walked away, the other guy helped Claire off the sunbed and they walked arm in arm away from the scene of the debauchery, no doubt back to our room for round two or whatever round it was?