Fisherman's friend. Ch.7

The month of august is a rather busy one for me, what with work, family, friends, and my secretive 'activities' down at the fishing club.

All of the boys are still indulging themselves by using me to realise and satisfy various kinks, fantasies. The one exception is Roy, Tom's charming older friend who seems to just appreciate me for me without the need for any kinks.

He lavishes gentle affections upon me and is always very grateful of my company, not that I don't like a little rough treatment and being dominated by some of the others mind you, I just really enjoy a loving, sensual, missionary fuck plus lots of kissing with a man old enough to be my great grandad, so satisfying.

Amidst all of this, at the back of my mind a sordid fantasy simmers away, encouraged by my experiences with Tom and Jules in that little, secluded cabin. What my friend had told me years earlier about her threesome experience with two men, it was all true, the best sex I've ever had, two guys on me at the same time... it was a whole new level of pleasure.

Although having a lot of fun with the others nothing matches being in that shack with those two, it's something I really look forward to. During these threesome sessions Tom and Jules have often experimented with a cuckolding fantasy, where Tom is the willing cuck, Jules the bull.

As I learned more regarding this kink, for we often chat together about our private fetishes, I have discovered that Jules has been harbouring a secret cheating fantasy, not so much him cheating on his wife but more a case of another man's wife cheating on her hubby with Jules, which fits nicely into Tom's cuckold fantasy.

During a later conversation one wednesday evening in mid august, again on the subject of fantasies and kinks, this time just myself and Tom, I brought up what had been on my mind... a gangbang. The very word conjured up such sleazy, forbidden, and subsequently delicious imagery.

Tom began grinning as soon as I touched on the subject, interrupting me initially to call me a, 'naughty little tart.' Then adding that he'd been thinking about the very same thing, and how exciting it would be to have us all together at the same time.

However, although I was more than willing for it to happen, arranging such a thing was difficult.

We had toyed with the idea of a threesome and moresome before Jules became a part of our collective secret, but initially I was too nervous about taking on more than one guy, and the logistics of it did prove difficult. All of Tom's friends have busy family lives, with usually someone at home. Furthermore, none of them had been willing to risk doing anything at Tom's place due to the possibility of his wife returning home unexpectedly. My house was out of bounds due to boyfriend Anthony, and a particularly nosy neighbour we have.

One possibility was Jezza's place, after the split with his wife he'd moved out of the family home until arrangements could be made regarding it's sale. He currently lives in a 'gated' apartment complex, quite upmarket.

Originally living alone, his sister, finding herself homeless, now lives with him. A recovering drug addict, mostly she's at home, only going out occasionally and that not for long.

And besides, Jezza is quite a shy, timid character, Tom seriously doubting if he would agree to stage such a risqué event at his place.

But now, because of our special new friend Jules we had what appeared to be an ideal venue, that little secluded shack in the forest, so, all that remained was to inform the others and make arrangements for a day and time.

Tom assured me he'd contact his friends later that night and propose our plan to use the shack for a group meeting.

**

Events during the two weeks following our chat regarding a gangbang proved rather frustrating. Firstly, Jules revealed that our little love nest, the shack that he'd built for night security would not be suitable for our needs.

Its was realised early on that the most likely time for our exciting 'get together' would have to be in the evening, what with everyone's work, family life etc.

Jules explained that on a night the fishing club and forest surrounding it was under cctv surveillance in addition to the on site security which he is part of. Any unusual activity, vehicles on site, people attempting to visit after dark when fishing wasn't permitted, would be instantly noticed and challenged.

So, our plan seemed to be thwarted right from the start. However, during the second week, as other possible locations were being discussed within our group, Jules announced that his wife was planning to visit her parents who live down south, she'd be gone for two days, thus giving us overnight access to his home.

Jules does have children but they are grown up and living away, one in sunderland the other overseas in canada. The few snags with this opportunity being that it was a precise date, no leeway, another was that the guy's cars would have to be left at a nearby nature reserve, which has it's own car park, this place is not part of whisper lake estate and open to the public, Jules would meet us there and lead us through the forest back to his place which borders the two areas.

So, all we had to do now was make excuses for our absences to spouses or family for the night in question which happens to be a friday, the first one in september.

I told Anthony that I'd be with Joanne for a girl's night out, staying over at her place until saturday, this he bought without any fuss as I'd done it lots of times before.

Everything was set, our plans going smoothly, and as that friday approached there was an electric atmosphere in the air, excitement for sure but nervousness too, although having come a long way and enjoyed a lot of very arousing new experiences, this was on a new level... six guys...

I hardly had time or even the urge for 'solo' fun anymore, being very satisfied with my sex life, however, the couple of occasions I did feel that way out, once in the bath and once in bed while Anthony was playing video games downstairs, I did experience mind blowing orgasms with vivid images playing away in my mind... lots of men going at me...

This was going to be very special indeed.

There was to be one disappointment however, on the thursday with just one day to go Tom informed me by phone that Jezza had cancelled. He'd given his sister as an excuse, claiming she was unwell and that he didn't want to leave her alone, but Tom confided to me his suspicions, believing Jezza's shy nature to have influenced him, not wanting to be naked in front of all his friends like that.

We hoped that was the case and Jezza's poor sister was actually ok, as she had enough on her plate already.

Then, after what seemed like a long time and a lot of frustrating planning, all of a sudden, it was here... friday night.

**

Holding tightly onto Tom's hand I'm led along a narrow trail up an incline and through dense woodland. Ahead, just a few yards away is Jules, behind us the others, Lee, Lewis and Roy. It's almost eight pm and after arriving just ten minutes earlier Jules greeted us then began leading us firstly through part of the nature reserve, then past a gap in a high chain link fence into whisper lake estate.

Jules knows these woods like the back of his hand, he moves swiftly and it's proving difficult to keep pace especially for Roy, the eldest member of our group, who is being helped along by Lewis.

It's becoming dusk, the light in here under this thick canopy of leaves beginning to fade rapidly. I have been in woods after dark before, camping a few times plus alfresco fun, the experience proving very appealing for me, to be in the midst of a large wood at night stimulates your senses, everything buzzing. But on this occasion I have no opportunity to savour the moment, as we hurry along.

Soon I can see a light up ahead and as we draw closer can make out a large wooden cabin with a 4x4 vehicle parked next to it. The trail opens out into a clearing, at the other side of which I see a driveway leading off back through the trees beyond, we have arrived at Jules' home.

It is just how I imagined, made of wood panels with a low roof and a verandah, complete with two rocking chairs in classic 'hillbilly' style.

Waiting while the others catch us, Jules goes on ahead and opens up, disappearing inside.

Once all together Tom takes the lead once more and we go up onto the verandah, hearing it creak as we move along, at the door Tom hesitates to go in, momentarily pauses then courteously asks permission to enter, "Jules?... can we come in?"

Suddenly appearing from a side room into the main hallway we're standing at the entrance to, Jules replies, "Of course... just er... take your shoes off will you please... Maggie will kill me if there's a mess to come back to."

It's not just myself who sees the funny side of Jules' comment, Tom looking back at me with a grin and me turning around to see the others with similar expressions, Jules being more concerned what his wife will think of a little dirt on the floor, never mind her hubby's cheating.

We remove our footwear and join jules in a surprisingly spacious living room, the floor creaking a little underfoot. Despite this place's olde worlde charm there is evidence of our modern world, a large screen smart tv sits in one corner of the room, while in another corner there's a desk with a pc atop of it and a printer.

We are invited by our pint sized host to take a seat and asked what each of us would like to drink. I park myself purposefully next to Roy on a little two seater sofa near the computer desk, I noticed that he's looking rather tired and still a little out of breath from our hike here, and so I offer some tlc, holding his hand and making a fuss of the old boy.

It's not just his age, I'm afraid to say that Roy is very out of shape, he's overweight, doesn't get much exercise and smokes, he likes a drink as well, I'm soon to discover. Sitting here with Roy, soft, cuddly teddy bear of the bunch, also gives me a little much needed comfort, for I am feeling nervous.

After giving my drinks order of a white wine to Jules he wanders off out the room and I hear him go back to the front door, lock it, then footballs going off into a kitchen, fridge door opening and closing, cupboards rattled, glasses clinking, as beverages are prepared.

Our group soon begins to settle into an easy conversation and I'm reminded of that first time with Jules and Tom in the little shack, where for the initial five minutes or so we chatted about normal 'everyday' things, it is the same now.

I'm sort of occupied with Roy, but while talking to him about our journey through the woodland to here, I am acutely aware of eyes upon me.

Earlier, while at home getting ready I couldn't exactly dress too tarty with Anthony around. So, knowing we'd also be walking through woodland I've chosen my denim skirt which is a little above the knee, and my leather calf boots. On top I'm wearing a simple black, v-neck t-shirt, it has been hot today and it's still quite warm now at just after eight.

Underneath I'm wearing a sheer lace bra and matching tiny black lace knickers.

I was going to sneak some polka dot stockings into my handbag to put on after our arrival here but Anthony came into the bedroom for a chat, and to watch me get ready for my 'supposed' night with Joanne, he likes to watch me getting ready, so, I had to ditch that idea.

Still, sat here with my legs crossed, bare feet feeling conspicuous, skirt riding up and the v-neck shirt showing off quite a lot of cleavage I am getting plenty of lecherous glances from the guys, pushing excitement a little further ahead of my nerves in this all important, previously neck and neck race.

Directly across from me are Lee, Tom and Lewis sat together on a three seater sofa chatting about this very nice cosy cabin we're in, Tom being questioned by the other two regarding if Jules built this himself? Tom doesn't seem to think so, and just then Jules appears, walking carefully through the lounge doorway with a large tray full of drinks, the size of which, coupled with pint glasses etc resting upon it, gives it, when compared with Jules' small stature, an almost surreal, outsized 'prop' appearance, creating the illusion that he's even smaller than he actually is.

The effect has me biting my lower lip in an effort to fight back a sudden bout of giggles, as an old random memory triggered by what I'm seeing suddenly pops into my mind, a tv comedy sketch show I used to watch reruns of called, 'little britian' and one sketch in particular featuring a miniscule 'Dennis waterman', played by David Walliams... write the theme tune... sing the theme tune.

I do struggle but fortunately there's only Roy who seems to notice something wrong with me, dismissing my odd behaviour as nerves, I then receive a warm smile, squeeze of hand and a hushed, "Dont worry my dear... I'll look after you."

Smiling back, I don't try and reply but instead focus on Jules who's coming over to me with our bevarages. Taking my drink from the tray, exchanging first a smile and then giving a, "Thank you." To Jules who's showing us what a gent he can be by offering me my drink first.

He does his rounds while Tom asks him about this charming home we're in, apparently Jules didn't build it. The place has been here for over a hundred years and was originally built for a gamekeeper and his family on the site of an older, ruined building, who's purpose is lost to history.

Jules seats himself on the computer desk swivel chair near to where myself and Roy are, then goes on to tell us all a few spooky goings on he and his family have experienced over the years, not just within this extraordinary home but also the forest that surrounds it.

We listen with interest while the guys ask various questions, Lee being particularly sceptical. Then the subject changes to one getting closer to why we're here, in answer to an interesting question posed by Tom, we each in turn relate what excuse we've given to our significant others regarding tonight's absence, which does prove quite fun, listening to everyone's lies.

I do note that while chatting, this time as a collective rather than separate little groups as in the initial stages of our gathering, at no time is there any reference made to Jules having caught us out. The others were made aware of what had happened some weeks back, and Jules' subsequent involvement with myself and Tom in that little shack, all being fine with this arrangement. After all, it didn't make any difference to their fun, and they all know and like Jules.

During this time the atmosphere is becoming more jovial, alcohol being consumed more readily, Jules kept somewhat busy refilling our drinks, I'm soon finishing off my second large glass of wine and old Roy sat next to me is on his third tin of stella.

What with the conversation becoming more risqué by the minute, especially when it's my turn to reveal my lies told to Anthony earlier this evening, the guys finding my sweet, innocent facade quite a turn on, and then the effects of alcohol stripping away inhibitions, it's not long before things start happening.

I'm acutely aware of attention being focused upon me, greedy, lustful eyes wandering over my body, the guys giving me compliments, innuendo aplenty. Then, with me blushing at a quite vulgar comment from Lee about how big my nips become when aroused, Tom makes a remark regarding what a nice couple myself and Roy make, sat here all cosied up to one another, adding that the age gap between us rather than appearing odd actually seems to suit us.

I turn to Roy who turns to me, and we briefly gaze warmly at one another, grinning because of the attention we're receiving, just as Lee adds to Tom's observation, "Go on then Roy... give er a kiss... don't mind us." At this a chuckle goes through the group of men watching, and I briefly glance from Roy around the room to see expectant stares.

Looking back to Roy, he turns in his seat, places a hand gently on the back of my head and moves in, planting his lips upon mine in a tender kiss.

Initially there's silence from those watching, then, as our embrace develops, becoming passionate, approving comments come to me over the sound of my own heart thumping.

"Oh yeah look at that." Says Tom, the thrill that I know he derives from watching me with another man, is evident in every word.

Next I hear Lee's rather more crude remark, earning him a few chuckles, "Fuck me lads... she's really going for it... gunna give our old buddy heart failure."

Myself and Roy don't react, we're too engaged with one another to care. Of all Tom's friends I feel the most 'chemistry' with this old man, we have a special bond which is now on display for all to see, and oh my, does it feel good to show the others how much I'm loving this.

Our embrace quickly develops, hands wandering, his to my bosom, mine into Roy's crotch where my eager fingers caress. For once, Roy is wearing trousers, I'm so used to him in shorts during our encounters in his fishing shelter, this feels odd.

Our smooch goes on for a couple of long passionate moments, during which time I'm aware of more comments, fervent words from our audience, it feels so exciting to be watched by so many, all no doubt, eager for their turn with me, the thought of which is getting me wet with electric anticipation... things to come.

Soon, I feel the old boy awakening, he's growing nicely to the effects of my probing fingers and writhing tongue, breaking our steamy kiss I don't hesitate, removing my t-shirt, the act of which elicits more excited remarks from those watching, some particularly lewd I note, to my great pleasure.

Diving in again, getting to grips with Roy's tongue, I then begin unzipping his trousers, unbuttoning them, while my elder lover slips a hand into my bra and targets an already swollen nip, tweaking, rolling, causing me to breathe quicker through my nose while we kiss.

Soon I'm in Roy's underpants grasping hold of and wanking his hardening cock, to his moaning approval, the old man's happy noise vibrating through my mouth.

Breaking our kiss, Roy, his face beginning to blush with excitement, grasps the bridge of my bra, pulling it towards him and upwards, releasing both my boobs from their material confines, causing a ripple of excitement to go through those observing. It's Roy's intention to suckle but I'm quicker, pulling his now fully erect cock out the pants and lowering my head to his lap in one swift move, causing him to gasp out loud as I begin to dine.

While tucking in to Roy's tasty member I can hear the other's commenting, "Oh yeah look at that." Says Tom.

There's a chuckle from Lee before he adds, "Look at Roy's face... we all know how good that feels don't we lads?"

There's lively agreement from the others, then I hear Lewis say, "Come on then guys... I'm going in." At this there's movement, creaking of old floorboards, footfalls coming close. Turning my head a little brings an exciting, if a little daunting view into focus, Lewis and Lee are moving up close to me, the latter beginning to unzip his trouser fly and Lewis groping his own crotch... it's begun.

Letting Roy out for a moment I raise my head from his lap, exposing bare boobs, which doesn't go unnoticed by the old fella who immediately lowers his head into my bosoms and suckles, causing me to purr, "Mmmmmm."

Closing my eyes briefly to savour the exquisite sensations wafting up from sensitive nipples, opening them again to find Lee has gotten his semi hard dick out and is presenting himself to me... I feel like such a slut!

Taking him in elicits a satisfying, "Aahhhh." Then, "Oh yeah... I've been dreaming about this all week."

Lee strokes my head and plays with my hair as Lewis, who's stood next to him is busy pulling his shorts down, not wearing underwear means I'm soon gazing at his large tackle, Lewis stroking the growing shaft as he watches me sucking Lee.

"Fuckin ell!" Lee exclaims on seeing Lewis's cock, "You lucky bastard." He adds, earning a chuckle from Tom and Jules. Both men have moved position for a better look at me and what I'm doing to their friends, Jules stood watching from behind and my left and Tom stood over by my right.

Taking Lee out I glance down at Roy's bald head while he is still greedily enjoying my tender young breasts, letting go of Lee's now hard, glistening cock with my right hand I gently stroke the old man's head, his scalp feeling very warm and beginning to perspire.

Altering my gaze to Tom, allowing all the lust and excitement I'm feeling to be conveyed with a smouldering look, in a very special moment between us. I know he's not my husband or even a proper boyfriend, he's a married man I'm having an affair with, but of all those in this group he's the closest thing I have to a hubby, and he loves to be cuckolded, the passionate way he looks back at me is priceless.

It's so profound, what I'm doing while Tom watches us, beginning to grope himself, in a kinky way I wish Anthony was here or somehow able to see me, his seemingly innocent, sweet girlfriend behaving like a total slag. What would he say? Do?

My first impression is that he'd be very upset and angry, but somewhere off in the back of the kinky part of my mind I like to fancy that Anthony would be like Tom, loving watching, maybe touching himself, having a wank while he observes.

It's wishful thinking of course, Anthony really would be devastated, which brings it's own unique brand of arousal, cheating, I'm finding, is a whole lot of fun.

Turning my attention back to the boys I reach out and this time grasp hold of Lewis's semi-erect dick, wanking initially, I love to feel the girth and weight of this monster. Watching as the glans emerge I then lean forward a little and eagerly take him in, eliciting a satisfying moan from the big guy.

While beginning to felate Lewis I notice movement from two of the others, Jules moving closer, standing next to Lewis and unzipping his trousers fly, then Lee gets down upon his knees at my feet...

Things from here happen quickly, Lee grasps my legs, a hand under each knee and drags me to the edge of the seat then pushes my skirt up and thrusts his head between my thighs. Instantly I feel hot breath and probing fingers on my fanny, pulling the knickers gusset to one side, instinctively opening my legs wider I'm soon producing soft nasal moans at the eager, wriggling affections of Lee's tongue.

Taking Lewis out, dribbling saliva onto his hardening cock and wanking him, I gaze around me in excited wonder. I have one on my tits, one up my skirt, I'm wanking another and still another is stood ready, semi-erect cock in hand waiting for my affections, all while Tom looks on gazing in awe while beginning to get his out... and this is just getting started. I close my eyes for a brief moment to focus on the exquisite pleasure currently flooding my mind, letting out a moan, I'm breathing harder and I can feel something building on the horizon, this, is just too good.

Opening my eyes, looking back at Lewis's cock, he's now fully erect and looking very attractive, a rich chocolate against my pale pink hand.

Turning to Jules, the guy's unusual appendage is developing, the large bell becoming swollen, shaft hardening by his own hand as he plays while watching me. I'm spoilt for choice, two big cocks in my face, decisions decisions...

Having already just been sucking on Lewis I turn my affections to Jules and hear a satisfying sigh as I take him in while continuing to wank Lewis.

Sucking on this third cock of tonight, I'm hardly able to believe firstly what's happening, and secondly just how incredibly good it feels receiving all this attention.

Roy's gentleness upon my bosoms is in stark contrast to forceful licking going on down below, with my legs open wide Lee is focusing his writhing tounge on my clit and also has a finger in me, I can hear the wet, sticky noise of it being worked in and out over the sounds of my own nasal moaning and a little impromptu conversation going on between the three men not currently using their mouths for other things.

It began a moment earlier with Lewis making a comment about how he'd 'saved himself up' for today, reminding me of a similar thing Lee had told me in the early days of our fun times together.

The other two, Jules and Tom agreeing that they too have abstained from sexual activity for the previous week leading up to tonight.

For Tom and Jules this meant not pestering their wives, while for Lewis, who's domineering wife didn't bother him at all these days, this meant not playing with himself.

I listen to them beginning to talk about my talents and my body, Jules gasping occasionally at what I'm doing, until my state of arousal becomes such that I must act quickly if I'm to get what I want, which is to come on Roy's cock not Lee's tongue and finger.

Letting Jules out brings the boy's chat to an abrupt ending, my next actions of throwing my head back, closing my eyes and moaning loudly elicits fervent comments from those watching, "Oh yeah look at her," and, "She's gunna cum."

I am, if I allow this to continue a moment longer, so, as good as it feels I make a tough decision to move.

Placing a hand on Lee's head I push the big ox away and begin getting up. Lee withdraws, his face red, nose and chin glistening with my juices, Roy, feeling me moving ceases suckling an instant later, lifting his head reveals my bare boobs with their swollen buds shiny with his saliva. Standing up and quickly removing the skirt and knickers much to the enthusiastic approval of the boys, I turn back to Roy who's complexion matches that of Lee, and reach forward grasping hold of his trousers waist band at the hip, attempting to pull them off him.

Roy immediately begins helping me by placing his hands behind him and pushing up, raising himself off the seat a little and allowing me to pull the garment from his hips and upper legs, they're soon off, as are the underpants, Roy sitting there naked from the waist down displaying a very cheeky, expectant grin both in anticipation at what I'm going to do next and the eager, determined manner in which I'm going about it.

Indeed, glancing around, the others look on momentarily stunned to silence with similar expressions, finding my 'hands on' approach with Roy rather unexpected, in contrast with my normally shy, submissive nature.

Despite my high state of arousal and subsequent desire to feel a cock inside me, I can't help but grin a little myself at the boy's expressions. Turning back to Roy sat there half naked nursing a boner, my grin dropping, replaced by a determined meaningful look, I tell him, "I want yours first." Then promptly get on the sofa straddling him and lower myself down into his lap while Roy does the rest, guiding himself into my slick entrance.

Roy's fat cock sliding up inside fills the room with my moans of delight, and fills me with the urge to bounce up and down eagerly, causing my boobs to wobble and jiggle. Roy grasps my hips while I ride him, his face being buffeted, in the nicest possible way by my shaking tits, the old boy soon takes advantage of this and clamps on to my right nip, sucking more firmly this time.

I'm vaguely aware of others moving around us, removing their clothing, a hand on my back moving lower and groping my bum, but this hardly registers as I'm soon lost in a powerful, all consuming climax that surges through me causing me to scream out loud in ecstasy.

Coming out of it trembling, the boys are clapping, cheering, shouting crude comments, congratulating Roy for making me scream, to which I can hear Lee adding, partly in jest, that he had helped, having, 'Warmed her up.' For Roy, which was partly true.

With the trembles over and my breathing back to normal I lift my head off the back of the sofa to look around and realise I'm now surrounded my naked men, all with erections, all watching me closely, excited expressions... hungry eyes.

Pulling away so I'm sitting upright rather than hunched over Roy, the position I ended up in during and just after climaxing, looking down at him, Roy gazes up with a bright red and sweaty face, a cheeky grin for me. He's still hard inside, grinning back I begin to ride him again but this time it's quality rather than quantity, earlier I needed a 'quick fix' so to speak. Slowly, rhythmically gyrating my hips back and forth, squeezing his fat member within the grip of slippery heat, my motions bringing approving remarks from those gathered around us and eliciting them to action.

Lee is closest, having positioned himself behind the sofa and right in front of me, he now moves closer still, presenting his hard cock, leaning forward a little and taking him in I then feel a hand on my back once more, stroking up and down then continuing right down to my rear, exploring between ample cheeks, finding my back passage, toying.

Taking Lee out and looking around I see Jules stood behind and to my right, we exchange a brief glance during which I convey my approval of what he's doing, before turning attention back to Lee.

I'm soaked back there so Jules has no problem getting his finger wet and gently inserting it a little way, eliciting a nasal moan from me. I have had full anal sex before but my lover has to be very patient as I find the experience uncomfortable.

I've done it with both Anthony and Tom, and of Tom's friends Jezza and Lee, Jules too, but just a little way in as he's too big for me back there.

I'm fine with a finger, finding it very stimulating, but I'm a little worried that Jules will want more than his finger in my bum, which will most probably encourage all the others to desire that too... and there's a lot of them.

Just as I'm mulling this over I get indications from Roy below me that he's going to cum. He's gripping my hips tighter, breathing faster and I can feel him beginning to hump upwards meeting me on the down stroke.

Letting go my nip I feel his head move back and upwards, voicing his approaching climax through my heaving bosoms, "Sa... Sarah... Sarah... I'm gunna... oh Sarah."

Letting Lee out, it's too late to resume frantic bouncing up and down, Roy is already humping madly upwards as his climax is upon him, l let the old boy take control and do it, gazing down at his ruddy face and bald head as he cries out, "Aaahhhh... oh god... oh god... oh... oh... ah... ah... ah... ahhh.."

The humping slowly ceases, Roy going still, and I take a moment to savour this first load of the night, letting Roy finish before, at his request, going to move off of him, my weight upon the old fella plus my boobs in his face restricting his breathing somewhat, have taken it out of him, in more ways than one.

As I move, bringing my left leg back over Roy and kneeling on the seat next to him, upper half still resting on the sofa back, jules' finger slips out and I feel Roy's cum running down my thigh.

At this point Jules says something about not making a mess on the sofa, cursing his own forgetfulness then retrieving a large beach towel from the floor near the other sofa.

"I meant to put this down earlier." He says with a chuckle, Jules apologises, asking me to get up for a moment, which I do while he places the towel down upon my seat, promptly getting back into my earlier, vulnerable position, knowing it's going to be taken advantage of, which it is, quickly.

Jules moves up close behind me, a hand on my hip while with the other he guides himself in, "Aaahhhh." Gasping out loud as it slides inside, I turn attention to Lewis who's joined Lee at the back of the sofa, presenting his hard cock for my oral affections.

"Oh yeah... that a girl." Lewis says while stroking my head, beginning to play with long golden handfuls of hair, using my right hand to play with Lee, his cock feels so hard, I resume nasal moaning as Jules begins fucking me harder from behind.

I've often fantasised while indulging in naughty daydreams, or having a 'solo' session, about lots of men going at me at the same time, but nothing could have prepared me for how good this actually feels, I'm relishing every passionate moment, every second of it.

While Jules gets busy around back I alternate Lewis and Lee, going from one to the other, sucking their hard cocks, I'm aware of Tom stood over to my left, intently watching his girl with his friends, and I can feel the exquisite affections of old Roy, who, having now recovered is helping himself to my tits, clamped onto my left nip like a limpet, sucking, wriggling his tongue back and forth across the sensitive bud.

With all these wonderful sensations flooding my mind it's not long before I'm enthusiastically backing onto Jules' big boner like something possessed, screaming out loud in writhing, wriggling, wobbling ecstasy for the second time, much to the boy's great excitement.

Shortly after I've recovered from this Jules swaps places with Lewis and I'm filled to capacity by his enormous manhood, Jules presenting himself for my mouth. It's the first time that Lee has noticed just how big Jules is, his subsequent humorous comment bringing a grin to my lips even though they are stretched around this little man's, large member.

"Fuck me!... what's this? land of the fuckin giants... you're taking the piss you two." I hear a giggle from Jules and another from Lewis behind, his big brown dick pushing up into me so deep it's quickly beginning to feel too sensitive.

However, my attention is soon pulled away from this acute sensation by Jules' behaviour, he's panting and cursing, pushing it further into my mouth in jerky thrusts. Wriggling my tongue upon the engorged bell soon brings about a mouthful of cum, the little guy moaning loudly as a big load leaves him.

Jules eventually withdraws and I lick him clean, then he's instantly replaced by Lee... I... feel so dirty.

I'm loving this.

More nasal moaning ensues, Lewis's dick is beginning to hurt a little, but it's a good hurt, if that makes any sense which it probably doesn't.

He's going steady, concentrating on quality rather than quantity, pushing himself in as far into me as he can, steady strokes. Somehow in the midst of all this excitement I notice Tom has moved position and is now stood near Lee watching me, I continue gazing into his eyes as Lewis, unable to hold back anymore suddenly speeds up, thrusting hard and fast, erupting vocally with expletives, my whole body shakes violently then it happens, another pulsing cock deep inside, another satisfied customer.

Soon after he's pulled out, my fanny aching and dripping cum onto the towel below, Lee gives me his amid a spitting cloud of curses, I swallow it all down, sucking him dry.

Then, after all this I still have plenty of lust left over for Tom, who gets into position from behind and makes me wetter in under a minute, I can feel the cum flying off and hitting my bare calves as he pummels me then suddenly goes still, gripping tightly.

While Tom is giving me his, Roy, who's been enjoying my boobs from below us lets go and leans over towards me, whereupon I lower my head meeting him half way and we share a tender kiss, after which, Roy, with a warm grin and glint in his eyes tells me that he knew I'd be alright... I guess I was.

**

After this first round, with all the guys temporarily drained, I request a shower and Jules shows me to the bathroom. My groin area, pubic hairs and inner thighs are covered in cum and I'm aching down there, but so very pleased with myself that I had the courage to go through with this.

Once clean and feeling soothed from the hot water I get dried and remain nude, not bothering to dress because I know the night is only young. Sure enough, after around just twenty minutes of my absence I return to the lounge and am enthusiastically welcomed by the guys, all excited to see me, a couple, namely Tom and Jules already sporting semi-erect cocks at the anticipation of things to come.

Soon falling into a passionate embrace with Jules on the sofa, intently watched by the others who make excited and often rather vulgar, alcohol fuelled comments.

The boys appear to be quite tipsy and it's clear that they've been doing some more drinking and also talking about me while I was showering, the sleazy nature of this bringing a renewed desire to my libido, spurring me on.

I'm soon sucking on Jules' plump bell with gusto, making him gasp and moan while the others gather around us, touching me, fondling, groping, probing... eager hands.

As things begin to move quickly forward, I suddenly find myself being led away to the master bedroom witch is right at the back of the cabin. Jules has already laid a couple of big towels out over the bed cover in preparation for tonight's carnal activities.

Urged down onto this bed I assume an all fours position and am immediately mounted by Jules, who, of all the guys is keenest and as I'm to discover this night, the quickest to recover and be ready again once he's cum.

With the little fella humping enthusiastically from behind, the bed squeaking and creaking through his motions, Lee crawls onto the bed in front of me and I eagerly gobble him up, breathing new life back into his flaccid cock.

And so, a long and incredibly pleasurable night unfolds as I'm taken, over and over, kept in a permanent state of high arousal.

Through the haze of ecstasy, moaning, screaming climaxes, I'm fascinated to note how the boys interact with each other as a group, while they ravage me.

There is a 'pecking' order, with Lee and Lewis top dogs, both trying to outdo each other at how many times they can make me climax, keeping score.

Then there's Roy, who gets a little upset at some of the rough treatment I receive from Lewis and Lee, both men heavily into spanking and domination, even though I assure Roy that I'm fine and loving it, the guys do have to exercise some restraint in front of this sensitive older gent.

And through all this Tom fervently observes, stroking his hard cock while egging his friends on, then, when he can't take it any more, the sights and sounds of his girl being used over and over proving too arousing, he comes to me and finds either my mouth or fanny, whereupon I provide him with sweet relief.

Eventually, as the night goes on the guys, one by one, begin to dry up.

Despite his ripe old age Roy manages an impressive three times, same as Lewis, Lee and Tom tie at four each but what is truly surprising is Jules, who gives me it six times, not bad for a guy more than double my age, this little man's big libido impresses everyone.

After several hours, which includes resting between sessions, we're all exhausted and so call it a night, and what a night!

I just know I'm going to be sore in the morning... but happily so.

End of chapter 7.