Chapter 9: I Am Curious About a “Special Trip!”

I awoke late for me; around 9.30 am and a hard penis nudged my pussy from behind, I reached down and found a second; I paused, tempted but before I did anything else I needed the toilet and so I gently disentangled myself and headed for the bathroom.

When I returned was greeted by two huge grins and two visibly aching black poles and I felt my tummy tighten as I looked at them.

I told them that as far as Carl was concerned, I was on my way home, In the meantime I wanted breakfast and as we didn’t have to vacate the room until noon there was time for them to have a little fun if they wanted.

James leapt to his feet and threw on his clothes and dashed out. Dell rolled down the bed, pulled my legs over his shoulders and began eating me.

Twenty minutes later, James returned with hot croissants, hot pasties and pies, Danish pastries and three huge capped cups of coffee. I looked at the pasties and pies askance but they both set to with gusto. I took the box of croissants and found I was ravenous, I ate several, dunked in my coffee and also took a Danish, not one of my favourite dishes but it went down nicely with the last of my coffee.

The boys then fell on the croissants I had left and finally turned to me and began licking the crumbs from my skin. I had a few seconds to rule my bum out of bounds for the time being before having to lay back under their greedy mouths and let them play with the rest of me.

I returned home in a happy state of mind although the weekend seemed almost surreal in the way it had turned out. I wondered briefly where Carl had found his “cast” for my gang bang but found that whenever I started to think about it, I tended to end up playing with a small battery powered device that I bought when I discovered my ex-husband didn’t seem to like sex.

Carl called me back to the cottage and the motel in the following weeks and they were sessions with him, Jason and Leo. Although he had sex with me each time, he spent a lot of the weekend watching the other two perform with me. They didn’t seem to mind and Leo in particular took every opportunity that presented itself.

I had a long weekend holiday at the Spring Bank holiday in June and during the preceding week, I had several calls from Carl about another “special” trip. He wouldn’t tell me anything about it but wanted me to agree to a sort of blind date. He guaranteed there would be plenty of sex and that it would be an absolutely “different” experience. He added that if I agreed to take part, it was essential that I went through with it once it started. I knew I should say “no” but I was curious about what he had come up with. He said that if I went through with it, it would open the door to lots of other experiences. I regret to say that the more he invited me to step into the unknown, the more attractive it sounded