So here I was in front of the log fire in the chalet, freshly fucked and naked, in the middle of this ‘Sex Club’ family of three fellow teen girls, a beautiful woman of about thirty, and a very handsome middle-aged man. All in amazing shape, naked, with their all-over tans making me look pale.
We were all sprawled over each other, with me as the new girl at the centre. They stroked me and ran their fingers through my hair, making me tingle.
What was the key to their amazing relationship? Did every group need a Sara? I smiled at her. She was remarkably generous, maybe that was the key.
After three cums and that monster fuck I wasn’t expecting any more, but I’d underestimated them and me – how they’d make me feel and how much sex I could have. Gradually the sexy feeling grew again, while we were talking about skiing, lifts, runs and other pleasant trivialities, but all the time in contact, stroking in different little ways.
I’d never thought my tits were particularly sensitive, but Rachel was making them really fizz, again. Her touch was so gentle, but electric. Natasha was stroking along my thigh with long, slow strokes all the way from my hip to almost my knee. “You have such gorgeous legs,” she said. Even her voice was sexy, with a husky, slightly throaty tone to it. My pussy was starting to quiver.
Her fingers got closer and closer to it with each stroke, until eventually she was starting on my tummy and running her fingers down over my shaven mons, then onto the sensitive inside of my thigh and on down towards my knee. Then back up to my tummy and slowly back down again, each stroke taking such a long time. My legs had parted without my even noticing, and her fingers were starting to linger near my clit. I was wet again and gasping quietly.
Sara disappeared upstairs and came back holding two dildo-looking things, one red and one blue. She waved one at me with her wide, sexy smile: “like to try one?”
“What is it?” I asked. She put it between her legs, wriggled, and in a moment she was transformed into a dickgirl! It was amazing, the bright blue cock sticking up in front of her bush and up almost to her belly button. She showed me the other one and I understood – it was a double dildo but at an angle for fucking face to face: there was an end in her pussy, with a bulbous shape, at around G-spot length. “It’s called a strapless strap-on,” she said, “Tashie found out about them, ages ago, so we girls can fuck each other and not totally kill Mike. At least, not all at once.” We all smiled. Mike in fact had a hard-on again, with Dani’s slender fingers round it.
“Yes please,” I said, sexed-up all over again and ready for anything. Sara has been the sexiest person I’ve met in my life so far. “I’d love you to fuck me. What does it feel like?” To my amazement she took it over to the kitchen area and put it in the microwave. “It feels a lot better warmed up a bit,” she giggled. I couldn’t imagine what it was going to feel like, being fucked by a girl. But their casual attitude to sex and lesbianism had swept me along and I was all for finding out!
She came back over with it. “You need to be nice and wet,” she said, lying down next to me and glancing at Natasha. Natasha lay down on my other side and the two of them worked over my clit and pussy with their sexy fingers until I was quite close to cumming. They had this trick of lubing up the head of my clit with pussy juice and then rubbing it between their fingers; it felt fantastic. Then Sara climbed between my legs.
With all the preparation, and the previous fucking I expect, the warm silicone dildo slid in quite easily, Sara’s firm little body arrived on top of me, with a big smile on her face. She has a wide mouth and perfect teeth, quite small. She ground her mons on mine with a wiggle, side to side, as I opened out my thighs. Her pelvis is about as wide as mine, so I found I had to really open my legs out.
Her face was some way away from mine, with her being so much shorter than me, but otherwise it was surprisingly similar to being fucked by a man. My pussy and clit were reacting in just the same way. The big difference was it was so equal.
I ran my hands over her, enjoying the feel of her sexy little body, all smooth muscle and wonderful skin, full of shape. She started to fuck me, very smoothly, a practiced movement ending with a grind between our clits each time. She loved it so much, it was contagious.
The sensation built and built; it would’ve been nice to be fucked a bit harder to be honest, but I guessed the dildo would only take so much.
Then I was cumming again, and so was Sara with me, both of us gasping and groaning together. She slowed to a stop and I put my arms round her and pulled her up to kiss her. The dildo came out of her with a faint plop. “Oooh sorry,” I said. She just giggled wonderfully, kissed me and ran her sexy little hands through my hair and round my neck.
After a couple of minutes she rolled off me and I saw Dani easing over to me, her eyes on the dildo that was still in me. She reached and fiddled with it underneath somewhere and it started to vibrate. Not strongly, but I could feel it. Sara stroked my tit and I realised I was in for another delicious girlie fuck. Dani slid her lithe young body onto me, she moved so gracefully, and pushed my legs apart again. In a moment she’d got the dildo inside her and I was being fucked once more.
I lay back and enjoyed it, stroking Dani’s gorgeous body with my hands and looking at her beautiful face, her smile gradually changing to an intense out-of-it sort of expression as the sex took over. I felt especially connected to Dani, partly because she was the closest to my age, and partly because she is pretty confident, like me, without being quite so extraordinary as Sara.
Natasha was next to me, stroking my tit on her side, with Rachel stroking her. On the other side Sara was being fucked by Mike, quite hard. I could just imagine the fucking her strong, sex-mad little body needed.
That thought, Dani’s fucking and the rest of the stimulation finished me and I came again, bucking Dani around as I heard her cum too.
I cuddled with Dani and Natasha for a while, then got up, eased the dildo out and went to the loo. When I got back I poured more wine for everyone and we all carried on with the nude cuddling and stroking in front of the fire. We talked about skiing and how they’d like me to do some free skiing with them, for a bit at least, if I didn’t mind going slowly and just doing gentle slopes.
After a while Rachel had ended up next to me, the red strapless strap-on in her hand. She’d been stroking over my mons, feeling the smooth shaved skin where she and the others had their neat little bushes. “You’re such a big, strong girl,” she said, teasing in her family’s low, husky voice, “so athletic and fit. And sexy.”
God! Well I was so turned on by Rachel, I had to admit. If she’d been taller she’d have been on the cover of every style magazine in the world. And I was fit, after all, a strong athletic girl exactly as she said. Just because this amount of sex was absurd, didn’t mean I couldn’t hack it. It’s all about motivation. And my pussy was motivated.
So I stroked and kissed her, she slid the dildo into her pussy, got between my legs and turned on the vibrate. I put my hands on her sides and pulled her into me, or rather, pulled her up so the dildo slid into me. Again.
I was almost forgetting it was a silicone sex toy, and just focussing on the super desirable person fucking me with it. She started to move her elegant, gorgeous body, thrusting the cock fluidly in and out of me, pressing onto my clit, and in a while she fucked me to another wonderful orgasm. God!
We rested again, talking about ski instructors, their sex centre, the resort and other things, all the while touching and stroking, then after a bit Natasha had gravitated over to me. She was so beautiful and lovable, I wasn’t going to stop now. I had to feel that stunning slender body on me, the amazing green eyes, fucking me and cumming with me.
So I stroked her and kissed her, and she stroked me back with her incredible sensuous touch. I loved the feel of her body, so slight, but not bony at all, and the way she responded, loving to be caressed. Her waist is the tiniest I’d ever come across, but still I could feel muscle down her back and over her pert little ass. I ran my fingers through her neat little bush; it was so sexy, I think I might grow mine again, the way she reacted to having it combed through.
She was so graceful. When she picked up the dildo and put the bulbous end in, so effortlessly, I thought for a moment about asking to have it and do the fucking, but then she was ready and I lay back to enjoy being fucked again by a beautiful girl. I wasn’t even sore, I’d been so wet and they’d all been so gentle.
Natasha actually was the best of all with the dildo. I reckoned she’d probably had the most practice, but also she was so sensual, so sensitive, and she ran her fingertips over me as she fucked me, smiling her amazing smile; she turned me on in several different ways all at once. Then eventually I was ready to cum again, and she orgasmed with me, making a gorgeous sound; then as we came down she relaxed onto me and I stroked her some more.
I’d been vaguely aware that Mike meanwhile had fucked Dani and Rachel. He was incredible. Everyone turned to get him up for Natasha, who was ready for more straight away, but with a real cock, and I joined in. With hands and lips all over him his cock came back to being big but not quite hard. That was quite enough though, and Natasha mounted and rode him for a bit, until he rolled them both over and gave her a surprisingly hard finale that had both of them grunting as they came. It was obvious they fucked a lot, they knew exactly what each other wanted.
We lay around a bit longer, discussing the next day: we decided they’d skip the afternoon class and free-ski with me. Then we all made a move to go up to bed. Dani slipped a slender arm round me: “Do you want to sleep on your own?” She had the confidence of a girl who’d never been refused.
No I didn’t want to sleep on my own, not now, not if I could sleep with the beautiful, slender, sweet-natured Dani. I was still picturing her in the babydoll nightie, her fine brown skin and a figure impossible to improve on. I’d become such a les!
So we showered and I went to bed with a girl, for the first time. We didn’t do anything except kiss and cuddle for a bit, and talked. It was so intimate and easy; I just hadn’t had a relationship like that.
I stroked Dani, and she stroked me, and it was so equal, so sharing, and she was really interested in me and what I’d been doing. And she told me about how the sex family got started, basically with Sara seducing everyone and tuning everyone in to what she herself had been taught by two of her teachers. It was an amazing tale. I was relieved to hear how Dani had been totally hetero, conventional to a T, just like me, and then been converted to sex with girls and even her own mother! I could hardly believe my own sudden conversion but it did feel so great.
The men I’d slept with had been more concerned about themselves, some of them just ego-tripping over their conquest, and going to sleep as soon as they’d cum. I started to realise I’d been off-course with my whole approach to sex. One thing was that I’d let men come to me, and picked the ones I wanted, whereas Sara, in particular, had known what she wanted and gone after them.
Typically for me I had to analyse it a bit, multitasking with the lezzie fondling: if you’re a tall good-looking girl, what sort of men make a play for you? Extroverts, for one thing; ego-trippers for another. Anyone shy or insecure would be intimidated, both by me and by the big extrovert types hovering round me. And I’d totally missed out on girls. Well, not any more!
Then eventually we went to sleep, it was a terrific feeling to have her there next to me, her fantastic body and amazing face, and her sweet nature, all there with her arm over me and mine over her. That sort of affection was new to me, and completely wonderful.
In the morning we had breakfast, scantily clad but not starting anything, and I asked about Thomas and what they thought of him. I was pretty muddled in my feelings. Suddenly it was obvious he wasn’t loyal to me at all. I was seeing what loyal relationships were, with Sara and the sex family (I couldn’t stop thinking of them like that), and it wasn’t what I had with Thomas. Quite the opposite, in many ways.
I felt I’d been a bit of a silly impressionable girl over him. He’d fuck any sexy girl at the drop of a hat, including Sara and Natasha, obviously. Well I was barely nineteen and he was twenty-five at least, so what should I expect? Marriage? I laughed at myself as I told everyone.
They were all so nice. “Don’t be a victim,” Sara might have been the youngest but she was also the toughest, “it’s all in your head. As long as you don’t ask for stuff then he won’t be using you. And anyway you just totally out-cheated the crap out of him,” she smiled. She was right, being a victim is mostly in your head.
“I don’t think you’ll need him so much, now,” Rachel was on the same tack. And it was true. With the mass intimacy of the Sex Club Thomas did seem a lot less important than he had. I realised I’d been a bit lonely, slightly on the fringe of the main chalet-staff set with their mammoth boozing and shagging around.
I almost asked if the group if they wanted to do anything with Thomas, but didn’t. I realised if they wanted him they’d just go and get him. And if they didn’t they wouldn’t. I decided I wouldn’t be the one to invite him round, whatever I’d promised him. I suddenly wasn’t quite sure they’d even like him.
After breakfast we went up to get changed, everyone with their doors open, and Sara was laughing with Dani in her room.
“Go on, Dani,” Sara was urging, "you don’t need
anything under do you?” I looked in and she turned to me, “It’s not that cold is it Kathy?”
So saying Sara unzipped the top of her ski suit to reveal her gorgeous tanned skin and nothing else. She kept going and her pert little tits were revealed, followed at the bottom by her neat little blonde bush. Then she zipped it up again, giggling. “See?” she turned back to Dani, “don’t you think that’ll be sexy?”
God! It was a sunny spring day outside, certainly there was no actual need for thermal underwear. Dani was looking at me. “It’s warm,” I found myself saying, “I will if you will.” Sara laughed out loud and Dani and I joined in.
So we all went out with nothing under our ski suits, the others too. Sara kept sticking her hand down Mike’s salopettes until, with quite a few people noticing and looking pointedly away, he finally threatened to get cross with her. We went up in the cable car, then I skied on my own until lunchtime, feeling my ski suit moving around over my bare skin, until we all met up for lunch.
As it turned out, they did like Thomas. He was fun, though I could swear he was being a bit different from how he’d normally be with a bunch of sexy girls. His usual slight arrogance was gone, leaving only the good-natured guy underneath. Ski instructors are the local gods, everyone kowtows to them like doctors in a hospital, and they do easily get a bit full of themselves. But Sara and the sex family had reset him.
The mountain restaurant was packed but eventually we managed to squeeze into a table. Both Rachel and Sara were very touchy-feely with me and I responded, enjoying the reaction it got from Thomas. Sara tugged the zip of my suit down a bit, openly laughing, looking at him and challenging him to laugh as well. And to his huge credit, he did, ogling my exposed skin, then gave me a big kiss and said he hoped I was having a good week with this week’s guests.
He looked pointedly at Rachel and Sara did the same to her, pulling down her zip a few inches, revealing nothing but gorgeous tanned skin underneath. Everyone laughed and Thomas was enthralled. I did Sara’s and Dani’s and Dani did Natasha’s, so we five girls were sitting there giving out these naked-under-our-suits vibes. Thomas was grinning furiously: “What kind of chalet guests do you have this week, Kathy, it seems to me they are very naughty!”
Rachel invited him out for a meal – reminding me it was technically my day off – and we arranged to meet up at a restaurant that evening. I realised I was automatically included, part of the family.
We had a great ski in the afternoon, leaving Thomas with the remnants of his class. It was the first time Mike had skied with the girls as well. They were all pretty competent already, even Rachel who was the least bold of them. Sara was amazing for a beginner, her lack of fear and strong legs meaning she just did the theory and skied, almost.
I’d been worried they might want me to teach them, but in fact it was them teaching me about having fun. What happens in a group of people skiing is that the worst skier is the slowest, and often has a hard time: they are the last to arrive at each stop and as soon as they get there the faster skiers want to get going again – so the worst skier get more and more tired and put down by the whole thing. That didn’t happen with the Sex Family, they all supported each other, took it in turns to lead off, with the faster skiers simply leaving a longer gap before they set off. The giggled and laughed at each others’ falls, not caring, and Sara and Natasha had a great time on the shallower slopes trying to ski alongside each other matching their turns. Nobody tried to tell anyone else how to do it.
Sara asked me to take her down a red run, so I did, and she followed me. She was so fearless that her technique didn’t break down at all like it usually does with beginners on a steeper slope. I did wide turns with a strong finish to each one, to keep the speed down, and she just followed, copying.
At the last stop before the lift she pulled up beside me, more full of life than ever, grabbed my neck and gave me a full snogging kiss. “You’re fantastic,” she said, “thanks so much.” Next thing she’d slipped off a ski glove, tugged my zip down and was feeling up my tits! Fortunately it was a quiet bit of piste. The cold air and her sexy little fingers had me worked up in a moment, but I managed to grab her hand and get my zip done back up, laughing with her. The little minx. Then the others appeared, having decided they could hack a red too, following Mike who was quite a reasonable skier.
I watched them ski down to us, looking far too good for beginners. They were so physical, it was like all the sex set up the rest of their lives. They were fit, athletic, they had great balance and strong legs, and their intimacy made them so trusting with each other. There was no embarrassment about making a mistake in front of the others. Helped I supposed by the fact that there was no-one who wasn’t naturally good on skis. Dani arrived first.
“You’re looking pretty stylish,” I said to her as she pulled up below me. She slid an arm round me and gave me a kiss, her face radiant. “Thanks,” she said, “we decided we were being chicken.” She shared a giggle with Sara, who was never chicken I felt sure. I ran a hand over Dani’s tits, naked under her suit, and she gasped. They were so sensitive. “Just you wait,” she laughed.
We skied the rest of the afternoon, my pussy moist just from being with them, then headed back to the chalet. Without thinking I naturally stood aside sort of inviting Dani to go up to my top floor ahead of me, and when we got there it was instant sex between us. I unzipped her suit and she was naked, she unzipped mine and I was naked too. Then we got into the shower and washed each other, my pussy soaking wet and tingling, listening to her groan as I soaped her pert tits and her labia, and groaning myself as she did mine.
We dried each other, then stood together, pressing against each other, my nose in her wet hair. She rubbed her tits over my chest, they were so sensitive, straddled my thigh, rubbed her clit on it a few times and then she was cumming just like that, her gorgeous slender little body going rigid as she orgasmed. I put my hands under her delicious pert little ass and pulled her onto me while she finished..
We fell on the bed with me on top and she pulled one foot up to raise her thigh. I straddled it, rubbing my clit, and in a moment I was cumming too, feeling sex-mad with the feel of her gorgeous body and her affection, the intimacy with such a beautiful sweet person, touching me all over. As soon as I came down from the cum I was moving on her again, rubbing my clit and tits on her, sniffing her and kissing her, running my fingers over her.
Dani laughed at me gently. “You’re really into it aren’t you?”
I grinned at her smiling face: “I can’t believe the effect you’re having on me Dani, I never felt like this before!”
She just smiled her amazing smile, her pupils huge in her light hazel irises with the green flecks, and kissed me, stroking my back as I humped her gorgeous thigh again. In another minute I came again, my pussy going mad, then finally I was able to relax a little bit. I’d never been so spontaneous before, normally I was much too analytical. Never felt so sexed-up, either.
After a while we went down, me in T-shirt and panties and Dani naked until she’d called into her room to put on the same. Everyone was watching TV in the main room, cuddling together. I got the impression everyone else had cum recently as well, the glow on their faces and the relaxed feeling in the room. Mike and Rachel made room for me between them as Dani lay down between Natasha and Sara. I took the gentle hint, if it was meant that way: don’t get too attached to just one of them. Well I would try!
We spent the next hour partly watching TV, partly talking, and partly all winding each other up again. Mike stroked my legs a lot, getting more confident with me. He seemed pretty clever and confident in some ways, and a bit insecure in others. I suspected that not long ago - before Sara in other words - he wouldn’t have dared just start touching me.
I stroked him back, up his leg, and his cock seemed to leap out of his crotch, pushing out of the top of his briefs. God, he was seriously highly sexed. I didn’t want to fuck, I had an idea I ought to be saving myself for later, and I wasn’t sure what to do, but Rachel just leaned right across me, saying “keep on stroking” and started sucking him! It was so casual. Mike looked at me, smiling, then his face started looking intense and in a couple of minutes he’d cum.
Rachel came back up and kissed me, deeply, and I realised she was squirting his cum into my mouth. Wow! It was an effort to adjust to this level, just sex all the time. Anyway I kissed her back, swallowed Mike’s sperm, and lay back with her sprawled on me. I stroked her back, feeling the muscles there, and over her pert little ass that felt just like Dani’s.
I put my other arm round Mike and lay there, soaking up the intimacy, then in a while we went up to get dressed, Sara asking if I was going to wear my volleyball shorts for the meal, or if I wanted to see if one of her skirts would fit me. Everyone laughed at her trying to raise the sexual temperature at the restaurant. Rachel was wondering if we’d be cold in shorts and miniskirts and I told her the restaurant was quite close so we’d be OK if we hurried. “But it’s in a hotel so we can’t be too naughty,” I added and she laughed again, going in to Dani’s room to see what she could borrow. Thomas was going to get a good teasing I could see.
I decided to stay with the shorts, and added a clingy top that worked well with my tits. I wore a bra to make them really stick out. We walked briskly to the restaurant, the air freezing my legs but not for long, and headed for the bar. Our arrival caused a bit of a sensation in there, with Dani and Sara laughing and making a bit of an entrance, and our bare legs in this conservative family-friendly resort being pretty rare in Winter! Rachel had borrowed one of Dani’s minis, to match Sara, Dani and Natasha, so we made quite a sight between us. Mike was just in shirt and trousers, nothing much he could do with what he could wear, but he was having a great time just being with us, I could see, his kind brown eyes twinkling with fun.
We grabbed a table and Mike and Sara went to get the drinks. Two guys that I didn’t recognise immediately headed towards us, on the pull. I saw Natasha go tense but Dani was on it straight away. Before they even got to us she was shaking her head at them “No,” she said, quite loudly. They started their prepared spiel anyway and she repeated it. “No” cutting across them. None of the rest of us had even looked. They beat a retreat, and we relaxed again. Dani rolled her eyes and we laughed, evidently she was used to being hit on and knew how to deal with it. Well we all did I think, except Natasha by the look of it. Be definite and loud was my recipe too.
Mike and Sara came back with some of the drinks, and I went back with them to get the rest. As I leaned over to pick some up I felt a hand stroke my ass and whirled round, but it was Thomas, with a big smirk on his face. He gave me a kiss and carried some drinks over to the table with us. “Hello sexy girls, and hello Mike,” he said cheerfully, “did you have a good ski?”
He accepted the offer of a drink from Sara and sat down next to me, his handsome face making me proud to have him as my boyfriend. And his status, too, if I’m honest. His confidence walking through the bar was obvious, the tall bronzed Ski Instructor in his fiefdom. I was pretty impressed that he’d let Sara buy him a drink too: I knew Hungary was as macho-male in its culture as the next place, he must have really made an adjustment. Or two adjustments perhaps, one to the international scene and one to the very individual Sara herself who on her first day in his ski class, sixteen years old and nine inches shorter or not, had poked him with a ski stick to fend him off Natasha.
Thomas anyway thanked her for his beer and was great company, taking an interest in the runs we’d done and how their turns were working out, and in Mike’s business and what everyone was doing, but especially when Sara started telling him, and me, about their inventing and how they were designing sex toys! She was so easy about it, but I gaped.
She and Natasha had left school and started designing sex toys, starting with a strapless strap-on to improve on the ones they’d been using so extensively on me the night before! Mike, who was evidently a successful inventor and quite rich, was giving them support and Sara said they were using a rapid-prototyping machine he’d bought for them to make the moulds. Their latest prototype, she was telling us, had two vibration bullets, one in each end, and used a dual moulding process to increase the stiffness of the beam, since its stiffness was a fouth power function of its depth but also needed a higher modulus silicone (I think she said). Thomas was totally wowed, just short of intimidated I reckoned, but thrilled. Rachel was giggling like a girl, enjoying our reaction as Sara gleefully related what they’d been doing instead of boring old school, with interjections from Natasha, and occasionally Dani too. Sara said she wished she’d brought the prototype, but fortunately didn’t expand on who she’d have been using it on.
It made for great conversation, mixed in with Thomas’ tales about windsurfing in Maui and skiing in the Andes and other exotic places, then at the end of the meal Rachel invited Thomas back to the chalet for coffee. I was all over the place about what was going to happen, and what I wanted to happen. Sara had paraded my new bisexuality in front of him in the mountain restaurant, but was it going to be actually acted out in front of him? And was anyone else going to fuck him and how was I going to feel about it if they did? What about Dani? Why did I want to sleep with her every night now and why was sex with Thomas just a few times a week enough? It was all so strange.
In the end I just left it to the sex family, who just seemed in control of everything; one or other of them would rise to every possible occasion, it felt like. We sat on the chairs and sofas round the big log fire, Thomas with his arm round me, continuing the conversation; then as we were finishing the coffee there was the slightest of pauses.
Sara got up and came over: “I do like your boyfriend,” she said to me giggling, sitting on his lap, her miniskirt riding even further up her thighs. I knew Thomas would love her thighs; I was quite keen on them myself. They're just so fuck-me-if-you-dare, all that muscle in such a perfect shape. Thomas lost no time at all in putting one arm round her sexy little body and one on her thigh. Just as I was wondering how I ought to respond Dani came over grinning and sat on my lap: “I like his girlfriend,” she said to Sara, running a hand through my hair and giving Sara a playful push. “What are you going to do about that?” Sara stroked Dani’s thigh in response, both of them grinning at each other.
I looked at Thomas and he looked back at me, having fun. He leaned over and kissed me. “I like yours,” he said. I laughed, “I like yours too,” reaching over and running a hand up Sara’s gorgeous thigh – something I wanted to do anyway. Then I stroked Dani’s thigh, much less meaty but just as gorgeous in its own slender way.
My pussy had been tingling for a while and now suddenly it was in charge, desperate to get fucked or at least have a cum. The combination of my handsome, stylish Thomas with Sara and Dani, all right next to me and on top of me was overwhelming. On the other sofa Rachel and Natasha were starting on Mike, undoing his shirt, the three of them looking over and grinning too. It was universal sex all over again.
Dani swivelled round to face me and started a deep kiss, her hand round my neck, then rotated to straddle one of my thighs, which had opened up as soon as I realised what she was doing. My hands automatically stroked up the back of her thigh onto her pert little ass, over her little panties that fit it so perfectly. Her miniskirt had ridden up and I reached for the catch, unhooked it then pulled down the zip. She raised her arms and I pulled it over her head. Then we did the same with her T-shirt, leaving her in bra and panties, her incredibly perfect little body looking slim, tanned and tantalising.
Sara had Thomas’s shirt off and was running her sexy little fingers through his chest hair. He is quite hairy. “You’re just a beast!” she was giggling, “so furry. I bet you fuck like an animal too.” Thomas was laughing with her, kissing her neck and unwrapping her potent little gymnast body, lifting her T-shirt off and then running his big hands over her broad, straight shoulders and down the taper to her small waist. She hadn’t been wearing a bra. He stood up, the strength in him having no trouble lifting Sara as she clung round his neck, and undid her miniskirt. Sara dropped to the ground and finished off, stepping out of the skirt and panties, and quickly pulling off her trainers and socks. She looked fantastic naked, especially with that excited sexed-up look on her face.
It was compelling; the rest of us stopped to watch as she undid Thomas’ trousers and pulled them off, then his trainers and socks, and finally stroked his cock through his briefs before unhooking the waistband from his erect pole and sliding them down his long, muscular, hairy legs.
I watched as she put her two tiny hands round his cock. It's a good sized cock by normal standards, just not as big as Mike’s, and Sara was clearly pleased with it: “Oooh,” she said, “that’s nice, what a gorgeous cock.”
Seeing Thomas’ cock in her sexy little hands made me desperate for a cum. I slid along the sofa onto my back, taking Dani with me, and thrust my clit up against her thigh, still in my spandex volleyball shorts. The thin material didn’t get in the way though, I hugged Dani’s gorgeous slender body to me and started cumming, just like that. I’d never been like that before, so highly sexed I could just cum in a moment, but there it was, I’d just done it! “Urrgggh” I grunted, thrusting upwards and bouncing Dani around for what seemed like half a minute. When I came down though things had only moved on a few seconds’ worth.
Sara was sucking Thomas’ cock, not deep, just around his head, but enough to have him gasping. Natasha was on her hands and knees with Mike lining up to enter her and Rachel was underneath sucking on her pert tits. I could hear she wasn’t going to last long.
Dani started pulling at my top so I helped her pull it off, followed by my bra. She ogled my tits for a moment then started tracing her fingertips over them. They had definitely become more sensitive! After a maybe half a minute she leaned down and started licking them, then blowing on them. In the background I could hear Natasha cumming “urrrh urrrh urrrh” and Mike with her. Dani got up, stripped off her bra and panties, and ran upstairs. I watched her gorgeous brown little body and the beautiful fluid way she moved, until she was out of sight, then looked over at the others, wondering what Thomas was making of Rachel having sex with one of her own daughters.
Natasha and Rachel were swapping over, Natasha bringing Mike straight back up to hard with her fingers and tongue, while Rachel got onto her hands and knees. I watched Mike slide his big cock easily into Rachel’s slim pelvis as Natasha started on her tits. Rachel sounded close immediately, gasping with each slow stroke. By the look of it the sensitive tits and quick orgasms ran in the family!
Thomas had lain down on the floor on his back and looked too busy to care about somebody else’s incest, with Sara lowering her eager pussy onto his straining cock. It sank straight in and she started moving, a very practiced action with her pelvis doing a thrust at the bottom of each stroke. She was grinning at the delighted Thomas. Her simple love of sex was infectious.
Dani reappeared with the two strapless strap-on dildos; she put one on the coffee table and the other deftly into her pussy, which was obviously wet enough for it to just slide in even stone cold. I was still wearing my shorts, with a big cool wet patch on them. I wanted to feel Dani pulling them off; I just wanted her to completely take
me, strip me and fuck me, so I lay there and she came up to me, the silicone cock sticking up in front of her. What an amazing, stunning dickgirl. She slowly pulled my shorts down, kissing down me as she went – my neck, tits and tummy.
I lifted my pelvis and felt the material slide down my ass, then a fresh cool sensation over my wet labia, and realised Dani was blowing onto me. As soon as the shorts were off I opened my legs and Dani was in there, kissing up the inside of my thigh and then eating me, her tongue in my pussy and her wet fingers over my clit. I came again, with Dani holding on round my ass as she tried to keep in contact with my writhing body. She is a fair bit lighter than me.
I’d barely finished the orgasm when she was on top of me and rubbing the head of the dildo over my labia to lube it. She slid just the head in, another sexy cool sensation, then started teasing my tits with her tongue and mouth. My tits were going mad, enlarged and feeling like they were bursting as she flooded me with sex.
Then she slowly sank the dildo into my raging pussy and I came again, hardly able to orgasm fast enough to keep pace with the effect the incredible girl was having on me. She was so beautiful, so desirable, and she knew exactly what to do to me. God! I was totally a different person to the Kathy I’d been. I’d had enough of being tall, good-looking, clever and good at everything; now I just wanted to be a sex slave and get fucked. Fucked and fucked, and then fucked some more. I had a strong young body and its entire purpose in life was to get fucked and cum, that’s how it felt. Some time perhaps I’d analyse it, but for now I was going to get on with it.
Dani seemed to understand. She started pumping me with a delicious fluid stroke, smiling her beautiful smile as her lithe body started to build her own sensation from the other end of the dildo that was in her pussy, and the rubbing of our clits. I ran my fingertips over her, feeling her little waist and the gorgeous texture of her superfine skin, then I was cumming again. I bucked her around for a minute then subsided, panting, and she stopped fucking me while my pussy recovered.
She started kissing my neck, then fondling my berserk tits, before gradually starting to fuck me some more. She hadn’t cum herself yet. As soon as the dildo started moving I was aroused again, my pussy churning, and I heard myself groaning loudly. There was just no limit to how much sex my body needed, suddenly.
Dani fucked me slowly for a few minutes, then I felt her movements become more urgent and she was speeding up. I was going to cum again, I had no control over it and I just hoped we would cum together, but Dani seemed to know how to do it, moving a bit differently to get the bulbous end working in her pussy, and then she started, and just knowing that finished me too and we came together, gasping and groaning. At the end I pulled her to me, curling up a bit so that she was close enough to kiss, and I kissed her all over her beautiful face, then I sank back leaving my hands in her thick, wavy hair.
We lay there for a few minutes, the various sounds of fucking in the room having all faded away to breathing and kissing, a few murmurs, then Dani slid the dildo out of my pussy and got up. I lay there gazing at the ceiling, wondering what would happen to me next. I have no idea why, normally I’m pretty assertive, but I wanted to stay in the passive role and see who wanted to take me next. Someone who wanted to enjoy themselves making me cum and cum.
It turned out to be Thomas. I was thrilled at his loyalty, I’d been sure he’d want to spend all his energy on the new girls, but he came over to me and kissed me, saying he hadn’t realised I was quite
so sexy. Was he competing with Dani? Who cared, I grabbed him and pulled him onto me, loving the difference between Dani’s slender, feminine little body and Thomas’ big very masculine one, all hairy and muscular. Two such different ways for a girl to get fucked, each completely brilliant.
Thomas entered me easily and I started to feel the familiar sensations of the way he fucked, quite hard and purposeful, much more of a mating. He gripped me in his strong arms and dominated me, not uncaring at all but I was a woman there to spurt his seed into. I loved it, I was just in the mood for it, and I bucked and writhed under him as he fucked me, fucked
me with his hard cock: an alpha male who’d chosen me, young Kathy, as his mate. It didn’t matter now that I obviously wasn’t the only recipient of his sperm; the main thing was to be included. He was big, strong, confident, and in his domain. Tall, dark and handsome. A man any girl would want to be mated by. My pussy started working at extracting his precious sperm, gripping and pulsating round his cock.
I ran my fingers through the hair on his back with a new appreciation after Sara’s response to it. Up to then I’d secretly wished he was a bit less hairy, but now I thought it was just right, nice and animal and furry! I was just starting to realise how many different ways there are to be sexy.
I opened my legs high and wide to leg him in as deep as deep, and feel him crash onto my swollen vulva at the bottom of each stroke, sending a bolt of sensation through my pussy each time. It was a real animal fuck, taking me over. I had my hands on his sides urging him on, thrusting back up at him, faintly hearing myself grunting loudly with each pummelling stroke.
Despite all my cums I only lasted a few minutes, five or six at the most I think, until another huge orgasm had built up inside me. I knew when I came Thomas would too, he always had. It built up and up, then his fucking increased to a manic level of speed and power, he was holding my shoulder just to stop me sliding right up the arm of the sofa and onto the floor, and we were cumming, cumming and cumming, the most urgent thing I’d ever known.
Eventually the orgasms stopped, and my senses gradually came back to me. “Jesus Christ” I heard Dani say. I looked over: Natasha was more or less hiding, behind Mike and Rachel, while the others were all staring wide-eyed; even Sara looked a bit stunned. I realised it must have looked pretty savage. I smiled and pulled Thomas into a kiss, anxious they shouldn’t think he’d been rougher than I wanted.
There was almost an awkward pause, but Sara, as ever I suspected, bound everyone back together: she came over and stroked Thomas’ hairy, sweaty back. “You really are such a sex beast,” she said, giggling over it, looking around to include everyone, “such an animal, all tame until...pow!” she looked at me and stroked my leg, still addressing Thomas, “just as well you’ve got this gorgeous big girl to pound.”
“She’s very special,” said Thomas, smiling back at her. He was quite a rough fuck normally anyway, but that one had been a bit rougher than usual, probably with all the other girls having fired him up. I wished I knew what had gone on with Sara; she must have fucked him to a cum, surely? Well everyone’s sex drive was all magnified by the group, so maybe Thomas was just more potent than usual. But I realised Sara had made sure to be on top: had she sensed what he was like? She wasn’t one to be dominated, at any time.
Rachel stood up and asked everyone if we’d like a drink. Thomas got off me and we all gathered round the fire with our drinks. Sara had stayed close to Thomas, probably partly because the other girls had kept a little distance. Thomas said quietly to her “I would never be so strong with you, or someone else, you know.” She grinned back at him, stroking her little fingers through his chest hair: ”You’re not wrong, you couldn’t do that with me, but it’s easy to manage wild beasts, you know: you just tie them up.” She was grinning at him. We could all see she quite wanted another round with him, but that was her condition. I laughed and went over to her, bent down and kissed her: “Sara you’re such a minx! But so gorgeous.”
Sara smiled up at me, her big grey eyes full of fun, and confident as ever. Thomas could play, or not. If not: no Sara.
I felt there was no ego involved though, she wasn’t trying to score one over him; and then I realised it was her way of neutralising the scary alpha male show they’d just witnessed. Perhaps one of the others might fancy him, even.
“Go on Thomas,” I laughed, realising I quite wanted to see it. Perhaps I quite wanted to fuck him all tied up and helpless! God! Three days before I’d just been a normal girl with a holiday boyfriend.
“OK,” said Thomas, “I never did something like that. I trust you.” He grinned all round, his gaze ending up on Sara. He wasn’t the world’s most sensitive guy, but he had, as I feared, fallen for Sara in quite a big way. Not that it was a problem, this week. I looked across at Dani, slightly missing her touch already.
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