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 ï>¿Student Bodies - In Spain by WillingWolf

   A dozen students have a really sexy holiday.

   Authored by Frankie and Friends and compiled by Frankie

   Chapter 7 Sarah's story

   This really was the best holiday I had ever had.  I cannot tell you how
desperate I had been for a shag.  I was never going to show that I was
desperate, but...  I really had not expected this sort of time.  I thought
maybe the odd holiday romance or a quick fumble on the beach or in the
toilets with some guy I had met in a bar.  Who would have thought that
these guys had it in them (or even in me.) I mean I wouldn't want to marry
any of them but....  you know.  Great for a holiday, and what stamina.

   One of my favourite nights was the next day or so after the lingerie
parade.  It was around the middle of the second week when we decided to go
into town for a meal.  We booked up a quiet local restaurant away from the
main strip called Pedro's and managed to get a big round table for 12 at
the back of the room.  As we girls started to get ready late afternoon Josh
who had walked into town to book the room said, 'It's almost a posh place
girls, so dress up.  It didn't look the sort of place to wear trousers.'
Not that any of us probably would anyway.

   We had a few drinks of course and joined the boys in the lounge who by
now were on a second case of beers.  There were wolf whistles and applause
but Josh did say to Cindy 'Woah that's a bit long Cindy.  Can you not put
on a belt and shorten it a bit.' Sex mad these boys!

   She happily put on a chain belt and her dress hem climbed higher than
the level of mid thigh where it had been already.  She does have good legs
though.

   'Lets go!' was the cry as off we went.

   As we trooped into the restaurant I think we received more than our
share of looks.  I guess half a dozen good-looking girls, (if I do say so
myself), dressed to kill, will stir a few male hormones.  In particular a
table of half a dozen lads sitting nearby went quiet and then started
whispering amongst themselves.  It was obviously about us.

   We had a drink or two and ordered some food.  The boys were plying us
with beers and wine.  Even water I noticed was arriving by the jug. 
Empties were quickly refilled.

   The conversation was already more than smutty when the starters arrived.

   Josh pointed at each of the girls in turn starting with me on his left
and counted from one to six.  He pulled his now famous dice from his
pocket, rolled it and put hit back in his pocket.  I realised then that
there was a game going on that the boys knew about but we didn't.  Still,
what the hell, nobody had complained so far.

   Josh had ordered asparagus and four thickish tips were sitting on his
plate.  He dipped his finger in the butter sauce and tasted it.  'Needs a
little seasoning,' he mused.  He picked up his dice rolled a three and
looked at Frankie who had been given the number three.

   'Frankie would you oblige.' He looked at her and grinned, or was it a
leer.

   Frankie looked for salt & pepper.

   'Not like that,' he laughed.  'Perhaps something a little more
personally flavoured from a place that will keep them warm at the same
time.'

   We all laughed.  We had understood at last.

   Frankie looked around.

   'Just give me your knickers to look after, said Josh.  'You would not
want to get them dirty.'

   In good part Frankie wriggled her hands under the table and eventually
slipped her panties across the table into his hand.  She took the asparagus
plate in front of her, lifted the first slippery tip between her fingers
and it disappeared under the tablecloth and assumably up her vagina.

   She brought it back out to cheers and Josh chanting 'One.'

   The second one went the same way only for us all to chant 'Two.'

   By this time a lot of people in the room were looking round particularly
five or six lads sitting at the next table.

   Frankie was now openly embarrassed but gamely pushed the third and
fourth together up her puss, before depositing them on the plate.  The boys
at the next table could not believe their eyes.

   Josh sniffed them, bit into the first one and declared that they were
quite the best tips he had ever had!

   Yasmin was the first to want to go to the toilet.  The drinks had been
flowing freely.

   'Excuse me for a moment,' she said daintily getting to her feet.

   'Just a minute' says Josh.  'You cannot walk across the restaurant like
that.  You are letting us all down.'

   Why, what is the matter,' worried Yasmin beginning to squirm.

   'Well guys what do you think.  I think she should shorten her skirt, it
is far too long, (at mid thigh).

   'Come round here a minute.' She walked round to where he sat with his
back to the room.  He lifted her shortish blouse out from her belt and
proceeded to turn the belt, and the skirt it was attached to, over one
time. This shortened the skirt by about three or four inches so that it
barely covered her panties.  'That's better.'

   Consciously holding onto her hem, she walked across the floor to the
toilets apparently wishing that the ground would open up and swallow her.
The boys on the next table of course loved every minute, and a lot of eyes
followed her as she walked back, still with her skirt shortened I noticed.
She had not risked Josh's pretend wrath by lengthening it again.  Who
knows, maybe she liked being told to wear it that short.  She certainly
caught the eye.

   We could see the writing on the wall now.  The boys were going to have
some fun with us.

   Cindy was the next to want to go to the toilet.  She stood up and walked
round to where Josh was sitting next to the open room.  She pre-empted his
instructions.

   'I know,' she said, 'It is still too long.' She pulled it up another
couple of inches under her chain belt and started walking towards the
toilet with most of the room now watching.

   'Wait a moment,' said Josh.  'I was not going to say anything of the
sort, but, if that's how you want it, that's fine.  I was going to ask you
to leave a small deposit with us to make sure you don't run out before we
pay the bill.'

   We all laughed as Cindy pointed bemusedly towards her handbag.

   He shook his head.

   'Your knickers will do,' he said.

   Cindy looked round at the room, turned her back on it, shrugged and
shimmied her lacy little briefs down her legs before handing them over.

   Now she had to cross the room under the watchful eye of the rest of the
room.  I noticed one of the lads bending down, retrieving his handkerchief
from the floor and an older guy, part of a crowd sitting in the body of the
restaurant needing to do up his shoelace?

   She looked stunning with her long black legs and her little fanny only
just covered by the, now, shortest of dresses.

   She returned and sat down while the main course was being served.

   Josh by now had two pairs of panties sitting beside him on the table, so
even the waiters knew that something was going on.  We were going to get a
bit more service, it was obvious.

   The main course over, Hannah said 'I need to go now, I guess you want my
knickers as well.'

   'Of course ' Josh laughed, 'you know what sort of pervert I am, I also
want your bra.'

   Hannah had a plain white, almost see-through, blouse over a lacy bra,
obviously meant to be seen.

   'That will leave me very exposed,' she complained, 'every one else was
covered.'

   Even the girls started booing.

   'You will still have a top on,' said Frankie.  'It is not completely
see-through.'

   Hannah reluctantly complied, managing that trick that all girls seem to
be able to do, to pull her bra through the armhole of her blouse.  She
stood up, shimmied her panties down and started to walk towards the
toilets.

   'Come back a second.  Let us have a look and see how bad it is,' said
Josh.  Hannah felt that sympathy was coming and stood there before us.

   'It's not too bad, yet,' he said.

   He picked up two glasses of cold water and threw them over her tits. 
'That's better.'

   Like a wet t shirt competition, the shock made her nipples stand out, as
the saying goes 'like blind cobbler's thumbs'.  The water also made the top
instantly see-through.  She stood there a little shocked as Josh put a
glass in each of her hands and said, 'These are empty, can you give them to
the waiters please.'

   He turned her around, patted her bum and pushed her gently into the body
of the restaurant.  She slowly walked towards the toilets her face red. 
She did as she was told by giving the waiter the glasses, but without ever
raising her head from looking at the floor.

   She does have magnificent tits.  Even I can admire them and mine are not
bad.

   She walked back after quite a long time with a relatively dry shirt.

   'How did you do that,' cried Frankie.

   'Well, I think the waiter, that one there, the younger one, felt sorry
for me so he escorted me to the toilets and waited while I came out.  He
showed me how to hold my shirt under the drier, but he had a bloody good
feel of my tits while he helped me.'

   Deserts were now being served and I noticed Josh had just asked for a
banana.  What was going to happen?

   'You will notice' said Josh, 'that leaving the table has generated one
form of dare and one or two others like the asparagus have had to be chosen
at random with a dice.  This is the next one.'

   He rolled the dice for a four, counted around until he came to Cindy. 
'Cindy, as Frankie flavoured the asparagus, I am sure that your
delightfully sweet cunt can sweeten my banana.'

   'There is only one rule,' he said starting to hand her the banana, 'I
want it returned intact, in one piece, not squashed or broken.  The penalty
for damage is a slapped bottom in the lounge after diner.'

   Cindy confidently put her hand out for the banana and said 'Sure I can
do that.'

   Josh then made it a little more difficult by peeling it.

   'Oh no, what have I agreed to.  That's unfair.'

   Josh laughed, 'Who ever said anything about fair?'

   Cindy eased her bottom forward on her chair and opened her legs wide.

   'Can you guys either side just check it is in fully?

   She delicately eased it between her labia, pushing slowly, obviously
enjoying every minute of it, as were the boys on the next table.

   Jon, sitting next to her, had raised the table cloth so he could have a
good look, and, as she pulled her hands away with only two inches showing,
he reached down and pushed it right in.

   'Oh shit no,' she cried as her fingers scrabbled for a hold on the end
of the slippery banana.  She had to insert two fingers and her thumb to
grasp it despite using all her vaginal muscles to push.  Inevitably pulling
it out it broke and she eventually placed three pieces of banana back on
the plate.

   She passed the banana back to me, sitting next to Josh, to return to
him, which I did by screwing the soggy banana into his face to applause
from the girls.

   Undeterred Josh wiped his face with a handkerchief and said 'Remember
the bet.  I will collect later.'

   The restaurant was getting quieter now that some of the tables were
leaving and Frankie stood up, looked at Josh and said 'It is no good I have
to go the toilet.'

   'Oh no' said Josh 'Please don't leave us,' and gave her an empty water
jug.  The implication was obvious.

   She looked around to see that only the boys on the next table were now
still there and obviously not leaving until we did.  She wriggled forward,
removed her knickers saying 'Add these to your collection.'

   She placed the jug under her bottom and we all went deathly quiet.  At
first there was a little tinkling noise before a louder insistent noise,
more reminiscent of a waterfall, than a tap dripping.

   'Good girl, leave it beside you on the table.  You can give it to the
waiter when he comes and apologise that you could not leave the table as
you were in a hurry.'

   Frankie looked a little green with embarrassment.

   'I have to go too' said Lucy and I realised that the 'dares' had been
getting worse and I was now going to be the last.

   'Right step round here then, off with your panties and shorten the skirt
a little,' Josh said briskly as if it was the easiest thing in the world.

   I guess it was for him and anyway other people had been given worse
things to do.

   I had noticed both the waiters watching now the room was quiet and I
guess Josh had too.

   'Just a tick, Lucy.' He loaded the desert plates into a pile and put
them in her hands.  'On your way to the toilets ask the waiters if you can
drop these in the kitchen.'

   Lucy set off confidently, forgetting, I think, what had happened to
Hannah and that the waiters were not so busy now.

   They followed her towards the kitchen and toilets and a good ten minutes
elapsed before she arrived back.'

   'You bastard' she said to Josh.  'You knew what would happen.  Not only
the waiters but all the kitchen hands tried to grope me before I got to the
toilet, I must have accidentally broken about three plates trying to get
them onto a work surface before their hands got any further up.  'It has
made me hot though,' she smirked.

   Coffees arrived with a pair of grinning waiters.

   Josh pulled out the dice, threw a six and looked at Yasmin.

   'Do you want milk in your coffee,' he said reaching for the jug.

   Even I realised that she should have said no whatever was about to
happen.

   He pulled the dice out again threw a three and nodded towards Pete.

   'Pete has got the milk, you will have to go and get it.' And in case she
had not fully understood 'Under the table.  Just hold it in your mouth
until you get back.'

   Her olive skin blushed.  'I have never err err.'

   Nevertheless she got onto her hands and knees and approached Pete under
the table.  He unzipped his trousers and pulled them and his boxers down to
his knees.

   We all went quiet and looked at each other as slurping noises came
quietly from under the table.  I noticed the boys on the next table were
surreptitiously rubbing themselves now.  If they couldn't find girls
tonight they were going home for a good wank.

   Pete stiffened and tried not to cry out.  Yasmin's head bobbed out from
under the table and slyly smiled at all of us before raising her coffee cup
and dribbling Pete's cum into the cup.  She smiled again happily and
drained the cup.  She, more than anyone else this holiday really is
surprising me.  What a dirty, lovely, cow.

   'No more games now,' said Josh, 'we have to go home.  Cindy and I have a
date.  Oh, Sarah on your way to the toilet, will you ask for the bill
please.  And I am going to be good to you, you can keep your knickers.'

   I knew that I was going to be in for a groping in the kitchen but stood
up willingly enough.  I could do with one at the moment, I was feeling very
sticky.

   Inevitably 'Oh just before you go' and my spirits dropped.

   'What now.'

   'Turn towards the restaurant and put your hands behind your back.'

   I did this to find my wrists seized and tied together behind me.  I was
helpless and started to juice even more.  An old boyfriend used to like to
tie me to the bed and it really turned me on.

   'Right, I would like you to go up to the waiter, give him this credit
card on the way to the toilet, and ask for the bill.  See if you can get a
discount for entertaining the entire restaurant.' He put the card in my
fingers so that I had to show the waiter my tied hands.  'Off you go.'

   'Just a minute,' said Jon.  'Shouldn't you take her knickers off first
to give the waiters a thrill.'

   ' I don't think so,' said Josh.  'This way if she wants to go to the
toilet she will need the help of the waiter.'

   I practically screamed because I had not thought of this.

   'Off you go'.'

   I was like an innocent lamb to the slaughter.  Well, maybe not quite
that innocent.  I thought I had a good idea of what was coming.

   I played it straight.  Stood in front of the waiter with my hands behind
my back like a little girl, looking demurely down at the floor.

   'Excuse me, sir,' I breathed.  'Can we have the bill please.' I
fluttered my eyes and said 'My friends have asked if we could get a
reduction for the entertainment.'

   'Maybe you can little girl,' he said.

   'Here is the card,' I said turning around.  'Could you now help me
towards the toilet please.'

   He turned me back again looked into my eyes and said, 'I think a
discount can be arranged.  Come with me, little girl.'

   He sounded like the big bad wolf from the fairy story and I somehow
could not see the heroine being saved in the nick of time.

   He called his colleague and together they escorted me into the Ladies
toilet.  Their hands massaged my tits and it was not long before their
hands were up my skirts.

   'Please I need to go the toilet,' I begged.  Indeed if they continued to
tickle my pussy much more I was going to go on their hands.  They just
laughed and pushed their fingers up into my panties.  The guy at the back
was prodding at my rear hole and the other guy was now two inches into my
front hole.  I started to dribble pee on his hand and he muttered something
in Spanish.  Again I dribbled until my knickers were quite wet.  As it was
there was no absorption available because they had already been fairly wet.
I had been very turned on watching the other girls do their forfeits.

   I think he realised that my mind was not on anything except peeing so he
pulled down my knickers as far as my knees and sat me on the toilet.

   He roughly pulled my legs apart so he could watch me pee and it gushed
out.

   They hardly waited for it to stop before they both dropped their
trousers and got their cocks out.  This was a little more than I expected,
particularly with my hands tied behind me, unable to wank them.

   They forced me to my feet and the guy with the bigger cock sat on the
toilet seat and forced me down in his lap over his cock.  Ahhh it felt good
and I was in no mood to argue.  The second guy stood in front of me and
pushed his cock into my mouth.  It tasted sweaty and salty.  He had
obviously been working hard today.  Either that or his underwear was not
the cleanest.  His strong smell and the cock buried deep in my cunt both
turned me on.  With my hands tied behind me I was in heaven as I erupted
when I quickly orgasmed.  I am sure my juices were pouring all down his
cock.  This triggered both orgasms and almost simultaneously, one spunked
up my puss and the other came in my mouth.  I was shocked at the amount. 
Some dribbled down onto my blouse but I swallowed most of it.

   It really was a case of 'Wham Bam Thank you Mam.' They pulled me to my
feet, pulled up my knickers and directed me back to the table with my hands
still tied behind me.

   I was still in a daze as I got there and the first thing anyone noticed
was a dribble of still wet cum down my blouse.  I needed a drink and a few
minutes peace and quiet before I could tell them what a good time they gave
me.  I certainly was not going to tell the boys that at all.  They untied
my hands and I said 'I will tell you later girls, don't go there.'

   The waiter arrived with the bill, a twenty percent discount, and an open
offer for us to dine as often as we liked for an even bigger discount next
time.

   The boys tried to head off to the toilet but Cindy wasn't having any of
it.

   'Oh no you don't, give us your trousers before you go.  That will still
not make up for our embarrassment.'

   They laughed, dropped their trousers and practically ran for the
toilets. They were bursting after four or five hours of drinking.

   'Quick girls, lets go.  Bring the trousers with you.  That will slow
them down.'

   Laughing we left at a run and stopped halfway home in a bar to watch the
fun as the boys walked home to catcalls from all the girls and boys
standing around the streets and in the bars.  Particularly from the bar we
were standing in as they passed.  They had to keep their eyes open for
local police as they hurried through the streets.  We eventually got home
after a few more drinks.  Don't forget we had their wallets, we reckoned
they owed us a few.

   We knew poor Cindy was going to get it when we got home.  She was very
brave in the bar but going paler by the minute on her walk home.

   'Come on in, as the spider said to the fly,' said Josh.

   They had heard us arriving and by the time we hit the lounge he was
seated on a dining chair in the middle of the floor.

   'Stand in front of me and take off your knickers,' he said.

   She did and was quickly hauled over his knees, balancing herself with
her hands and toes on the floor.  He flipped up her skirt and the boys
started talking amongst themselves.

   'What a great arse.'

   'You can see right up the chocolate starfish.'

   'Wow look how wet she is.'

   'Get your fingers sticky.'

   These and similar phrases only succeeded in making Cindy realise what a
vulnerable position she was in.  Josh did indeed head down the sticky
route, running his fingers up and down her crack and probing her arsehole.

   We could see that Cindy was beginning to enjoy it and that was the last
thing she wanted to show.

   'Come on,' she said, 'you are not supposed to be pleasuring me, I
thought you were going to spank me.  Some chance.'

   What bravado.

   He started.  He slapped twice, hard on both cheeks quickly, which
brought a sharp intake of breath, not only from Cindy.

   She started to squirm but he held her down by her shoulders and
continued to slap away at her bottom.  She was determined not to cry out
but you could see her biting her lips.  After ten or twelve slaps I noticed
a change in the way she was wriggling.  It was no longer side to side but
up and down, and the strange thing was that it looked like she was moving
up towards the slaps as they fell.

   Her legs were opening involuntarily, her pink slit becoming more and
more obvious, dripping copiously.

   She cried, 'Finger me you bastard, come on make me come.'

   Josh, recognising her need, and probably with a sore arm, stopped
belabouring her bum and pushed first two then three fingers up her vagina.
She went off like a rocket, screaming and we could see her hand under his
leg playing with her clitoris.  Her legs were stretched as wide as she
could get them without falling off his knee.

   Josh waited till she gathered her breath before saying humorously, 'That
was supposed to be for my pleasure not yours.  Now come with me for an hour
or two,' as he dragged her off to his bedroom.

   I had already had one fuck that night but it had not been particularly
satisfying so I grabbed Jon, whose big prick was exactly what I needed.

   He really was not my type before I came on holiday, but I awoke next day
happily in his arms, with my hand around a rapidly stiffening cock.  What a
start to the day.



   Chapter 8 Luther's story

   I am about to recall one particular Friday evening that I enjoyed.  We
decided over brunch to go to Jacki'z Bar.  Tuesdays and Fridays they had a
wet t-shirt competition and that would add a little spice to an otherwise
fairly regular club.  They had foam parties on Sundays, raunchy 'Party
Nights' on Mondays and Thursdays.  Saturdays is normally a changeover day
and they tended to leave it as a regular club.

   All in all it was a fairly sleazy sort of place, a lot of girls and guys
on the pull.

   While chatting about the t-shirt competition we guys tried to get the
girls interested in taking part.

   'I have already had my wet t-shirt,' laughed Hannah.

   'Yes, but you could win the two hundred euro prize with those tits,'
said Frankie.

   'But so could you, you don't have to have big tits if you can dance
well,' said Yasmin.  'You could easily win.'

   Frankie was obviously taken with the idea.  'Yes, I guess I could, but
only if you come up on the stage with me.'

   'Weeeell all right,' said Yasmin.  'You know what they are like at the
end though, if they have to have a play off to decide the winner.  I am not
going to take off my skirt as well and get the wet pantie treatment.'

   'You know that's not likely to happen, but okay, come with me please,'
said Frankie, 'I just need the support to start.'

   This was shaping up to be a good night.

   Frankie disappeared off to her room mid afternoon to prepare and we all
met back in the lounge at about six o'clock for dinner.

   There was a lot of discussion about what sort of panties they should
wear.  We guys had our own views but together we managed to agree that they
should not be too skimpy, but thin and white, so that if she did get to a
play-off the water would make them fairly see-through After all she did
want to win.  Frankie and Yasmin went to change.

   'Well show us then', I cried as they came back.  'We will be seeing them
later so we might as well get a look now.

   Frankie giggled and stood up, 'Come on Yasmin let's show these sex
maniacs how good a girl can look.'

   They coquettishly slowly smoothed their hands up their thighs, bringing
their hems with them.  You could see that Yasmin was really getting into
this, there was a glint in her eye.  She would never fit into the family
mould again.

   The hems went higher until we could see the knickers.  As we hoped they
were tight fitting white and very plain.  It was almost an anti-climax.

   They turned round and bent over.  They did have lovely arses but there
was no way that they were see-through.  At the moment anyway.  We hoped for
a little more later that evening.

   'How about showing a little solidarity, girls.  What are the rest of you
wearing,' I said.

   To further giggles they all trooped to the front and slowly raised their
skirts.  I did not know where to look first.

   'Turn around girls, let us see the rest.'

   They gave a little twirl.

   Cindy, Sarah and Lucy were all wearing g-strings, covering everything at
the front but the thinnest of strings between the cheeks of their bums.

   Hannah had on pretty lacy little panties.  Very cute.

   She looked down and was distressed to see that she was the only one not
wearing a g-string.

   'Wait a moment.  I will change.  Solidarity,' she said and disappeared
off to her room to come back a few moments later to show us that she too
had on a g-string.

   With her slightly bigger bum it did look horny.  I felt my lazy lob
hardening.

   The girls laughed and sat down at the table to have a few drinks.

   I laughed, 'I have always felt that those panties were put on back to
front.  Just think how much fun you would have with the string down the
front.'

   The guys joined in the laughter and it was never going to be long before
one of us said 'Go on girls, try it out.'

   They looked at one another but in the mood they were in, they were game
for almost anything.  I could see that we might not even get out that
night.

   They moved in front of us, wriggled their knickers down, turned them
around and pulled them back up again.  All without us seeing a thing.

   'Bums first girls,' I said, 'keep up the suspense.'

   They turned around.  We could see that the fronts were too skimpy to
stretch over their cheeks, so invariably they were over one cheek and into
the crack.  I stood up with Chris and we bunched the material together,
gave it a little tug and laid it along the crease.  Now they were really
wearing a string.

   They dropped their skirts and turned around again and bashfully, slowly
began to raise them again.

   What a sight greeted us, particularly with Lucy and her shaven pussy. 
The strings disappeared up the crack leaving the labia exposed and hanging
either side.  A regular camel-toe.

   'How does it feel.'

   'Weird' said Sarah.

   'Horny' said Cindy.

   'Dangerous,' said Hannah.

   'Don't ask,' said Lucy

   'Cindy, give your knickers to me a moment' I said.

   She gave me a strange look and said 'They will never fit you, not even
the right way round.'

   I laughed.  'I know I want to get into your knickers, but not that way.'

   She handed them over and I made a small slip-knot in the string, two
thirds of the way down from the waistband.  'Try that now.'

   'Oh shit,' she said, as the knot settled around her clitoris.

   'I am not sure how long I can stand that without jumping on someone.'

   The other girls fell over themselves to offer their panties for the same
treatment and could be seen walking up and down the room trying them out
for feel.

   'Of course, if you want we could fit that little loop around the clit.
The only snag would be to hold it in place it would have to be tight and it
may cut off the feeling.'

   They declined this suggestion saying that they would be having enough
fun the way the knots were tied already.

   After a few more drinks we set off for Jacki'z.  A couple of beers and
shots later and an hour's dancing saw us in the mood for entertainment.

   It saw the four girls looking for more than entertainment, their nipples
were erect and their body language was overtly sexual.  Around about
midnight we were dancing near the stage when they called for volunteers for
the t-shirt competition.

   Frankie and Yasmin disappeared backstage while the rest of us crowded
the stage.

   Eventually about ten girls came out, all wearing sleeveless, loose
fitting t-shirts.  Not only were they short, not reaching their belly
buttons, but large low armholes that showed off the sides of their tits if
they raised an arm in front of their face.  The Jacki'z logo was prominent
but on the back.

   You can understand that the shirts only just basically covered their
modesty while dry.  Wet was going to be another matter.

   Most of the girls wore trousers or jeans.  There were only two others in
skirts.  One of these girls in a skirt was a very pretty, buxom, lass who
obviously was with a hen party of noisy girls.  She would be the
competition we felt.

   One by one they introduced the contestants to the audience.  Name, age,
where they came from, who they were with etc.  The audience cheered for its
favourites and the girls started dancing.  One by one they were brought to
the front and sprayed with cold water from a hose lying along the front of
the stage.  It was obvious from the reaction of the first girl that the
water was cold.

   The t-shirt went see-through, her face registered a shocked expression
and her nipples stood out like organ stops.  We were to see this pattern
repeated as each girl was sprayed.  The music turned raunchy and the girls
set about impressing the audience with their dancing, or their tits, which
had the result of warming them up as well.

   The guy with the hose then went behind them spraying their backs, again
causing them to push out their breast and nipples.  It was quite amazing
how different some of their breasts were.  Large and small, big nipples,
small tight ones, large and small aureoles.

   There were five or six really good dancers who stood out including
Frankie, Yasmin and the girl from the hen party.  The MC called a halt to
the dancing and pulled each girl in turn out to the front for applause.

   He selected the six girls with the most applause for the next round,
which was very similar to the first.  There were four girls who stood out
as likely contestants for the next round as they teased us, lifting the
hems of their shirts to reveal the bottom of their breasts, or rubbing
their breasts and nipples over their shirts to make them stand out more.

   The girl from the hen party was the first one to break, pulling her
shirt over her head and throwing it to her mates in the front row.  A huge
cheer went up, followed by a second third and fourth as Frankie, Yasmin and
another tall redhead followed suit.

   The MC allowed them to dance on for another four or five minutes before
interviewing them again at the front to see which received the most
applause.  He was definitely sleazier this time, inviting the audience to
check out their tits from the front and side.  He then cupped each of them
in turn lifting as if weighing them and finishing by tweaking the nipples.
There was little to choose between the applause for each of them but he had
a little word, away from the microphone, individually.  When he had spoken
to the red-head she had shaken her head and waved goodbye to the crowd. 
That left three, Frankie, Yasmin and the girl who we now knew was called
Rose.  This name had caused the MC no end of amusement allowing him to
bring to make jokes about thorns and pricks.  She was the obvious favourite
at this stage.

   The girls started dancing again but this time they started spinning,
throwing up their hems, to reveal their knickers before undoing their
skirts and easing them down.

   We already knew that both Frankie and Yasmin had on boring white full
panties so a cheer went up for Rose's red satin ones, high cut on the legs.

   The dancing continued and the man with the hose stepped out and sprayed
the girls, first back and then front.  Yasmin had obviously decided to
stay. Was she enjoying herself? f This was where our girls took over the
mantle of favourites.  We guys got a bit of a shock.  We knew Yasmin was
shaven and we could see the way the white see-through material moulded into
her pudenda, hiding very little, but we had not expected Frankie to be the
same.  She had obviously shaved this afternoon when she had gone to get
ready.

   My first reaction was delight at the pretty little box that was exposed,
my second thoughts were disappointment that we had missed the opportunity
to watch her do it.

   Rose knew now that she had a fight on her hands.  Her panties had
moulded themselves to her body but were still obscuring her most important
features.  The panties themselves were high cut and narrow enough to show
that she was at least partially shaved.

   She turned around, lowered the back of her panties and bent down.  The
crowd went wild, so she turned to face us again before showing us her strip
of pubic hair.

   Frankie had responded by both turning and bending, and by massaging her
fanny over the panties.  They were getting wetter by the minute.

   She then rolled the elastic tops down to a thin strip just covering the
slit between her lips, proving, as if it were necessary that she was as
bald as a coot down there.

   Rose rolled them right down and off to cheers, as Frankie followed. 
Both girls threw their panties into the audience.  Yasmin waved to the
crowd, got a big cheer and stepped off the back of the stage into the
wings. Either she did not want to go any further or maybe reluctant to take
the limelight from Frankie.

   The MC called the girls up, one on each side him seeking applause.  He
turned the girls around, made them bend and stroked their cracks, up and
down.  He turned them back to the front, made them open their legs and ran
his hands over their mounds and between their lips.  The applause was
deafening for both of them.

   He was obviously delighted with the way the competition was growing and
had a quiet word with them away from the mike again.

   In the manner of a Darts commentator he started again.

   'Laydeeez and Genntlemenn, we have a draw so I have raised the prize
money to two hundred and fifty euros to prolong the competition a little
further.  Five minutes free style.'

   Well the girls started dancing again and realised that they had to do a
little more including splits and kneeling with their backs to the audience
legs apart like a pair of naked pole dancers.  Even this was not going to
be enough as they both started masturbating with their fingers before
faking an orgasm as the five minutes ended.  I say faking, because having
seen Frankie orgasm, this was a little low key, although she was certainly
wet enough.  A few more minutes and there would have been no faking.

   Again the applause was tumultuous as he proved to himself, and us, that
the girls really were dripping wet and that it was not from the hoses.

   He whispered again to the girls and they thought about it reluctantly
before nodding agreement.

   'The prize now goes to a stunning three hundred euros because they have
the opportunity of sharing it with a friend.  Rose and Frankie will extend
the competition and will invite a friend on stage to help them.'

   Uproar.  What would happen next?  Frankie looked over at Jon and
beckoned him onto the stage.  She had chosen Jon because she knew he had a
cock that every girl would want.  Jon looked a tad embarrassed at first and
muttered to me, 'I hope I can get a hard-on.  The thought of going up there
on that stage had just softened it right up.'

   He marched onto the stage putting on a brave face and kissing Frankie
hard on the lips.  He also whispered in her ear, telling her I guess about
his problem.  She laughed, shook her head and gave him a very sexy leer, as
she checked the front of his trousers.  The audience did not miss her
actions and a cheer arose.

   Yet again though, Rose got the biggest cheer as she called for a friend
and up stepped a dark-haired girl with a very pretty face, but for me a
little on the heavy side.  The boys were whistling though and hoping for a
little girl on girl action.

   'Ladies,' called the MC.  'You know the rules.  There are none.  Now you
have 10 minutes to impress the audience.'

   He smiled and said, 'I must insist that anyone under the age of eighteen
or of an easily shocked nature please leave the club.'

   Hoots of laughter greeted this and everyone pushed a little closer.

   Frankie had obviously told Jon to get undressed quickly while it was
still soft and that she would sort it out.  He slipped off his shirt and
she unzipped his trousers and pulled them off with his boxers in one
movement.  She knelt in front of him making sure that she was leaning
forward with her knees apart.  She stroked along his dick and started
kissing and licking it.  Sure enough Jon responded and his cock got semi
hard and started growing.  She put it in her mouth and while it was soft
deep-throated as much as she could manage.  It was rapidly getting out of
control and she had to let it out of her mouth.  She moved him at an angle
so that everyone could see the size.  This brought cries of appreciation
from the girls.  She licked his balls and held them one by one in her mouth
as she wanked his cock.  She lay down on the floor in front of him with her
legs wide, playing with herself as he added a few final touches to it
himself, now stropping it proudly as it achieved full erection.

   Meantime Rose had slowly stripped the other girl, mainly with her teeth
and laid her on the ground.  She was 'sixty-nining' her so that the
audience could see her tongue lubricating the new girls pussy.  She drove
two fingers up her friend and started to groan.  She was obviously
receiving the same treatment from the other end and by now was very turned
on.

   Frankie meanwhile had Jon lie on the floor, feet towards the audience
and was standing astride him, also facing us, about to swallow his cock in
her cunt.  She lowered herself onto him and the audience went a little
quiet as she slowly accepted his length.  She took it all and was tickling
her lips with his pubic hair.  She slowly started moving up and down on it,
beginning to reach a climax.

   Rose saw that she was beginning to be outgunned and with her back still
to the audience, she managed to squeeze three fingers into her friend's
cunt and Frankie then saw her squeezing two into her bum-hole.  This raised
the roof.  Rose was favourite again.

   A look of determination came over Frankie's face.  She was not about to
be beaten.  She beckoned me up on to the stage.  I had no problem holding
my erection, in fact I was more worried about coming in my pants.

   I thought I was about to get my cock sucked, but no, as I got there, she
turned over and faced Jon, slipped his cock inside her again and lay along
his body.  'Fuck me in the ass,' she cried, loudly enough for the room to
hear.

   There was a deafening round of cheering as I shucked off my clothes,
spat in my hand, smeared it over my cock and got close enough to her to
spit on her bum-hole.

   I did not need asking twice as I eased it slowly in.  The sight of this
beautiful girl with a huge cock up her cunt and another black cock in her
ass was going to win this competition at a stroll.

   I felt Jon stiffen as he pumped his load into her.  He could hardly move
with her weight on him and mine on her, even if I did rest on my arms on
the ground.  I could feel his cock against mine with just a thin layer of
membrane between us.  I could feel it pulse as he jetted inside her. 
Frankie was now screaming with abandon as this put her over the edge.  She
was in no mood to be quiet about it.  This encouraged me to finish and so I
dutifully discharged up her arse.  It was just great.  We had fucked before
and her cunt was tight but nothing like as tight as her anus.  Also, I
guess the ego thrill of pumping her arse in front of all these people
helped me along.  Let alone the fact that I had a hard-on right from the
time the girls came out on stage.

   We disentangled, Jon and I found our clothes and left the stage to huge
applause.  Rose and her friend were going through the motions of an orgasm,
but I suspected again that they were putting it on.  Coincidence that they
both came together huh!

   Frankie climbed tiredly to her feet and stood beside the MC as they
waited for Rose to join them.

   Ladeeez and Gentlmeeen, your votes please for Rose, and now Frankie.

   It was one sided.  Frankie had won the day and the money.  I know she
did not need the money so it was pure obstinacy and the desire to shock
that drove her to win.  She stood there with cum dripping from both
orifices before the MC helped her off the stage.

   The last thing we heard as she disappeared behind the curtains was 'Get
your hands off me you pervert.  What sort of girl do you think I am.'

   That's my Frankie.

   She quickly joined us back at the bar and we quickly left to walk home.
She was exhausted and the other girls were so turned on after watching the
performance and wearing their g-strings back to front with the knots in,
that there was no question that we were going home.

   Everyone paired off with the exception of Frankie, leaving Jon and I to
perform again, but this time singly, with Yasmine.  Another satisfied
customer and another great evening.



   Chapter 9 Josh's Story

   After that quite unbelievable night at Jacki'z I ended up with Sarah,
who is pretty damn insatiable.  Mind you they all seem to be.  We really
struck gold on this holiday.

   The particular evening I am going to wite about was getting towards the
end of the holiday.  We were sitting around late one afternoon mulling over
what to do that evening.  The conversation crept round to Frankie and had
she enjoyed taking it up the arse, or was it something that she felt that
she had to do to get one over Rose.

   'It seemed pretty natural,' she said.  'I have done it that way before
but not for a while.  I had never done with two together though, that was
something else.'

   We were down to the last few days or so and we pretty much had gone
through the card in terms of the girls.  Certainly we boys had got together
and compared notes on who had fucked who and it was easy to naturally pair
off at night with a different girl each night.  While we were not running
out of ideas we were all very comfortable with nudity around the house and
really very relaxed.  We were not at it all afternoon like rabbits, we
tended to save ourselves for the evenings.  We had also all been faithful
to the group.  We had no reason to go straying in the night clubs.

   'Well, as we are getting towards the end of the holiday, is there anyone
here who has a fantasy they would like to enact, or just something that
they have not done or seen, that might be fun,' said Pete.

   We all thought and then Frankie said, 'Well I would like to see Chris
spanked.  Two strokes from each of the girls with the hairbrush.  He has
not done his share of the washing up, nor ever cleaned the toilets.'

   That was passed unanimously.  Well with the exception of Chris.

   He retorted with, 'If you are all getting amusement out of me, I would
like to see some girl-on-girl action.  What about it?  Frankie, you can get
out that vibrator I have heard buzzing, let us see you put it to use.'

   That went down well with the boys but Sarah said 'I don't see what you
boys see in that.  I am not too sure I want to get involved.  I like men,
...  and you lot,' she laughed.

   'That's all right, I said.  'Nobody has to do anything they don't want
to do.  You can just watch with us, and anyone else who does not want to do
it.'

   The girls seemed to mull this over but before anyone could speak out
against it, Sarah spoke again.

   She had obviously had her mind on things she wanted to achieve and the
girl-on-girl action would be a distraction.  'Look I would like to be
shaven the way you all did Yasmin a couple of weeks ago.  That would really
turn me on I reckon.  I seem to get more and more turned on by exposure and
embarrassment.'

   This was getting better and better as far as I could see.  This promised
to be another good evening.

   Hannah and Yasmin were quick to add that had talked about it and that
they were both virgins up their back passages, which was silly, so why not
get it over with.  Hannah had also seen how pretty everyone looked with
their shaven pussies and that 'Well she would quite like that as well,
please.' It all sounded so matter of fact just sitting there talking about
it.  I could feel my cock stiffening at the thought of these lovely bodies
at our disposal again.

   Cindy was the last to add, 'And while we are at it, I would like to
be....  Spit roasted, I think is the delicate terms you guys use for it. 
One cock in my mouth and the other doggy fashion.'

   Lucy said, 'And as for my fantasy, I don't think that is achievable
unless you have a uniform handy.  I would like to be fucked by a fireman or
a policeman.' We laughed and agreed that would have to wait until we could
find a uniform.  We opened a few more beers and pulled out a new bottle of
vodka.

   'I will go and get the razor.' I was keen to get started now.  My dick
was definitely uncomfortable in my pants.

   'Hang on,' said Lucy.  'Let us do Chris first, or I am going to be all
turned on too quickly.'

   Chris was hoping that we had forgotten, he really was not very keen at
all.  'Hey you can't really do that to me.  I didn't go to a public school.
Do it to Josh instead.  He will be used to it.'

   'I cleaned the toilets this week.  Take it like a man.'

   We made a grab for him, because he looked like he was going to do a
runner.  'I thought you said that nobody has to do anything they didn't
want.'

   'That doesn't apply to you in this case,' I said.  'You have been found
guilty by a jury of your peers.  You have been sentenced.'

   We pulled him over to the table, which had a removable central leaf,
Frankie and Lucy pulled off his clothes and we pushed him down over the gap
in the table.  He was obviously not happy so we decided to tie his arms to
the other side of the table.  The edge of the wood was hard against his
lower tummy just over his cock.

   As we were in the mood, we also tied his ankles wide apart to the legs
of the table.

   'Will you do that to me later please,' said a small voice and we all
looked at Cindy.

   'With the greatest of pleasure,' I laughed.  'Any more for any more.'

   Yasmin suggested that we blindfold him so that he could not tell who hit
him the hardest and went off to find a scarf and a paddle-brush.

   As she returned and tied the blindfold, his cock, which had been only
tumescent, hardened unbelievably.  He groaned as she sat under the table
and played with his cock.  She briefly sucked on it before running her
fingers around his balls and up to his arsehole.

   She sat there, not wanking him, just touching him lightly while the
other girls stood around with the hair-brush.  They started to smack him.

   Slap.  Slap.

   Two bright red marks appeared one on each cheek.

   Slap.  Slap.

   A little harder this time.  Chris groaned again.

   One by one the girls lined up and gave him two slaps.

   I notice Cindy really hit him as hard as she could, which was strange
for a girl about to take his place.

   'Two to go,' said Yasmin and slapped him on his left buttock.

   As her arm descended for the last stroke Chris erupted all over the
floor.  The strength of his arousal could be measured by the way the jets
of spunk really shot from his cock, going five or six feet in the air
before dropping to the ground.

   'Oh fuck.' He groaned again and collapsed over the table and we had to
help him rise to his feet and to a chair.

   We left him to recover and asked Cindy if she was sure.

   In a small voice she said, 'Blindfold me first, dominate me.'

   I picked up her vibes and blindfolded her, spinning her round a couple
of times to disorientate her.

   'Right men,' I said.  'We have our spy.  I am going to enjoy torturing
her until she tells me what we want to know.  Strip those clothes from
her.'

   The other guys recognised the role playing that was about to start and,
supporting her fairly limp body stripped her completely, pulling her
t-shirt over her head and dropping her shorts and panties to the floor in
one movement.

   'Let's see if she will tell us what we want to know, the easy way or the
hard way.  Strp her to the table.  Make her show us all her cunt and her
arsehole.'

   I deliberately used the stronger words to intimidate and shock.

   The guys tied her as Chris had been tied.  Her longer legs meant that
the top of her vulva was just about rubbing on the table support.  Or at
least it could do if she raised herself onto her toes.  We had formed a
group around her legs where the view was just fine.

   'We have two ways of doing this' I sneered, 'pleasure or pain.  You will
get both alternately.  You will tell me what I want to know before we
stop.'

   This was a bit rich as she had no idea what to tell me to make me stop.
In fact, I did not have any idea either.

   She put my mind at rest that she understood the game by saying 'I will
never talk and betray my friends.' We were obviously deep in Gestapo
country.

   I motioned Simon under the table and mimed playing with her tits.

   'First the pleasure,' I intoned and gently eased my finger between her
labia, softly massaging her clitoris.  Simon sucked gently on one of her
nipples.  With my free hand I mimed a pinch and Simon nodded.

   'And now the pain.'

   I slapped her with the brush, hard on both cheeks while Simon pinched
hard on the nipple he had been sucking.

   Her only reaction was to stand on her toes and rub her pussy along the
table.

   'And now the pleasure.' I motioned to Jon, who stepped up to the plate
and insinuated his finger up her hole and rubbed his thumbnail up her crack
to her bum-hole.  Simon meantime was tickling the other nipple.

   She shuddered as they moved their hands away and rose on to her toes in
anticipation.

   'Yes, please,' she screamed.

   One after the other we first pleasured her then beat her, but you could
see that she was getting most enjoyment from the beatings.  After Pete
slapped her, with Simon still to go, she climaxed, massively.  Her screams
could have been heard in town and she practically bucked the table over.

   We watched awestruck at the manifestation of her arousal before
unstrapping her and carrying her to the sofa.

   We had no time to waste, my balls were beginning to get tight and began
to ache with that feeling that we all knew which meant I wanted to come...
in buckets.

   I took control again.

   'Right boys, put the table together again.  Sarah and Hannah, hop up on
your backs on the table.  Jon get a bowl of hot water, I will get razors
and towels.'

   I picked up two razors, soap and shaving brushes, and picked up a couple
of flannels and towels from the appropriate girl's room.  While I was
leaving I noticed a pair of tweezers on the shelf and rooted around to find
another pair.

   I popped into the kitchen to tell Jon what I had and not to leave their
pretty little pussies too clean of hairs, before we had fun with the
tweezers.  I also told him to stop if his girl looked as if she was getting
too turned on, not to let them orgasm too soon.  I had plans for that.

   We went back to the lounge to find the girls a little self-consciously
sitting on the tables.

   'Right Jon you take the razor, lie back girls and guys, can you hold a
leg each please.'

   'Yasmin, can you hold Hannah's arms and you Frankie and Lucy please hold
Sarah's.' I was conscious that Sarah was the only one who had showed
dissent for a girl-on-girl piece of action and hoped to rope her in slowly.
Cindy was still recovering on the sofa, apparently asleep.

   'Right, spread those legs guys, and let's get a good look at that
pussy.'

   I hoped to achieve the maximum embarrassment with my words and it
obviously worked as they both went red.

   Both the girls had shaved away hair where they could have been seen at
the sides of a bikini, and Sarah had obviously cut away any long hair
between her legs as well.  As she was very dark-haired it would have been
more obvious than with Hannah whose naturally mousy hair was less obvious.

   We applied the lather, which was obviously popular, but would have been
preferred a little harder.

   'Oh that tickles,' cried Hannah.

   Jon and I carefully cut away all the easy hair, before getting the guys
to stretch them a little more.

   We carefully, scraped and soaped, scraped and soaped, occasionally
flanneling them down to see where we were going.

   Both girls were obviously enjoying this, and Sarah, whom I was shaving
was wriggling as much as she could, with her eyes shut tight.

   I gesticulated to Frankie and Lucy that they should play with her tits,
after all that was what Sarah had wanted, a pleasurable experience.

   They both gently stroked a nipple and Sarah did not even open her eyes,
even though if she had thought about it, she would have known it was girls
doing it.

   I grinned, this was getting better.

   'Right guys, legs up over their shoulders please, let's get up close.'

   This really opened up their cracks and everything was visible.  Each of
them had their clitoris sticking up like little nipples, either as a result
of the shaving brush or stray fingers.  '

   'We are almost there now' I said to Jon, although in reality I was a
little disappointed that we could not have made it last longer than the
half hour it had taken.  'Just a few stray hairs.'

   We picked up the tweezers, got in close, and plucked at a hair.  From
where my face was, I could just see, through her parted lips, along her
flat stomach and through the gap in between her breasts, her head jump up
as she squealed.

   'Just a couple more,' I laughed, knowing in reality there was a good
five to ten minutes of stray hairs to collect.

   'Keep her happy up there girls,' I nodded and moued a kiss.

   Frankie got the idea and as I pulled the next one out, she lowered her
mouth over Sarah's so as her head jerked they came in mouth to mouth
contact for a kiss.

   Sarah pulled away again but Frankie followed her down and Sarah was
poorly positioned to avoid her.

   I quickly pulled another couple of hairs as the girls settled in for a
snog.  And then another one.  This time I was delighted to see that Sarah
had been the instigator by licking her lips and reaching up with her mouth
again.  I noticed that Yasmin had not been slow at following Frankie's lead
and was now kissing Hannah.  They were old friends I knew, but I don't
think they had ever been this friendly.  We were into tongues and open
mouths by now.  Hopefully all six girls were now going to get involved in a
little action.

   Cindy came strolling over, rested and purring after her exertions.

   Quietly, in her ear, I asked her to collect all the vibrators that they
had and take them over to the rug in the middle of the room.

   She did and sat there waiting.

   I motioned Jon to stop and we pulled away saying 'That's it girls, clean
and tidy.'

   They moaned practically in unison along the line of 'No, no.  I haven't
come yet.  I need to come.  I want an orgasm.'

   This was the cue we needed to pick them up and carry them gently to the
rug on the floor, where Cindy was waiting to minister to their every need.

   Cindy had found the three vibrators that we had used on an earlier
evening.  The small pen sized one, the one known as the rabbit which had a
second protuberance for either the clitoris or the arse-hole and the big
black beast.  They were all going to prove to be popular.

   Yasmin and Frankie carried on respectively kissing Hannah and Sarah.

   Sarah by now was participating as strongly as anyone.  You could see the
flicker of tongues.  Cindy and Lucy meanwhile got to work with the
vibrators, massaging first the girls breasts and nipples, then moving down
to their pussies.  Hannah was practically jumping from the floor and very
quickly started to come even before the vibrator was fully inserted.

   Cindy passed her vibrator over to Frankie and then, kneeling over
Hannah's inert body started kissing and fondling Lucy who responded in
kind. It was not long before they were stretched out beside Hannah, now
recovering, with their fingers deep in each others cracks.  Yasmin had now
moved over and was kissing Lucy's neck and playing with her tits.

   Without any prompting from us boys Lucy and Cindy gradually moved to a
sixty-nine position.

   I know my cock was rock hard, but there was no way we could intervene at
this time.  Frankie having finished off Sarah at last turned her energies
to Yasmin and quickly developed the same position.  She was lying over
Yasmin lapping at her clitoris and using long tongue strokes right from her
anus up to her clit and back again.

   Lucy meantime we could see had two fingers up Cindy's vagina and was
trying to squeeze her tongue into her arse.  Hannah, now fully recovered
lay alongside Frankie and Yasmin trying to get her fingers or tongue into
any available orifice.  She was succeeding mainly in licking, then
fingering, Frankie's bum as Sarah seemed content to watch.

   Gradually Sarah was getting more involved, stroking both Lucy's and
Cindy's tits.  As Cindy started to orgasm she rolled the fingers of one
hand down her glorious shiny black body and onto her clit.  Her other hand
meantime was firmly in her own pussy, beavering away and obviously
preparing to come again.  The vibrators were abandoned in the melee of
bodies.

   Gradually partners started getting swapped and Sarah, at last fully
involved was lying over Frankie tonguing her clit as she orgasmed beneath
her.

   We could not watch any longer.  If the other guys felt like me, their
cocks were ready to burst.  Pete moved down behind Sarah and politely asked
the pair if he could get involved.  'Yes please,' said Sarah.  'Fill me.'

   No sooner the word than the deed.  He eased his aching dick up her
steaming pussy, which lubricated with both arousal and saliva received it
without straining.

   I decided to help Yasmin with her request to lose the virginity of her
back passage, as indeed did Simon with Hannah.

   I moved behind Yasmin who was lying over Cindy, with two of Cindy's
fingers embedded in her cunt.  Her arsehole was wet with saliva so I spat
on my hand and smeared my cock.  She had already been loosened with a
succession of fingers so I went straight to work.  I slowly eased the head
of my cock against her sphincter and pushed.  She groaned and looked around
at me and smiled.

   'Not too hard,' she pleaded but eased herself back against me.  I kept
up the pressure and felt her ring beginning to open.  She pressed back
harder as the head of my cock eased in.  The shaft was tightly held and I
squeezed forward again until my balls were resting on her pussy and my
pubic hair rammed up against her arse cheeks.  She was filled.  I eased
back and forth, slowly at first building up speed as she cried aloud.  She
meantime had lowered her mouth onto Cindy's puss and was worrying her
clitoris like a dog with a bone.  We all remarkably started to come
simultaneously.  I certainly was never going to be able to hold out for
long.  I had been maintaining an erection for the best part of three hours
so I filled her arse with my seed before slowly withdrawing.  A general
shuffling around took place enabling the three guys who had not been able
to find a handy cunt or arse, to find a willing volunteer.

   Cindy was the first willing partner pointing out that while most of them
had their wish lists filled she still had not been spit-roasted.

   Jon and Pete were quick to volunteer and Luther started stroking his
dick in the hopeful anticipation of being able to join in.  Cindy got to
her hands and knees with Jon kneeling before her with his cock in her mouth
as Pete moved in behind and with one swift push fulfilled her wish.  After
a few moments she was groaning in ecstasy.  Luther said 'Look guys we can
improve this.  Like Frankie took it on the stage.  Pete lay on his back as
Cindy straddled him and lowered herself onto his cock.  Jon sat with Pete's
head resting against his groin so that Cindy stretching forward could suck
his extremely long cock.  Luther lowered himself behind her, spat on his
cock to provide lubricant and hastened to join the fun.  She was now truly
spit roasted, air tight in fact and none of them took long to come in that
position, Jon making her choke as he jetted his sperm down her throat.  As
she choked he withdrew and jettisoned the remainder over her face, which
Yasmin was quick to lap up.

   We kept up the swapping and changing for over another hour and having
come this time over Hannah breasts, so that she could watch me spurt, I and
all the other guys disappeared off to either the easy chairs or bed to
recuperate.  I apologised to Hannah that it had not been much of a display
of cum over her tits on this occasion and that she should get me on the
first come of the evening to see it fly a little better.  She did
acknowledge my apology but with her head firmly clamped between Sarah's
thighs, I am not sure that she really cared what I had said at all.  We
guys left them to it wondering if we had opened Pandora's Box and whether
they would now go off men altogether.  I am pleased to say we were
reassured in the morning when over brunch they all agreed that though it
was great and that they would probably be doing it again, it would not be
to the exclusion of us boys.