The Witcher: The Hidden Scene (TV-MA)

ACT ONE: INTRODUCTION



Geralt of Rivia and his young ward, Ciri, journeyed through the rugged terrain, training and honing their skills as they went. The Witcher's gravelly voice cut through the air as he spoke to Ciri, imparting his wisdom.

"Remember, Ciri," Geralt said, his silver hair glinting in the sunlight, "you must always be prepared, always be ready to fight, and always listen. Your instincts will guide you."

Ciri nodded, determination etched on her face. But just as Geralt finished speaking, a menacing growl reverberated through the forest. The two turned their heads toward the sound, their hands instinctively reaching for their weapons.

In a moment of panic, Ciri found herself weaponless and pressed her back against a sturdy tree. The growl grew louder, filling her ears with primal intensity. With a misstep, she lost her footing and tumbled down a small incline, her face colliding with a sharp rock.

Blood trickled from Ciri's cheek, a deep gash marking her fair skin. Pain flared through her, but she fought back tears, refusing to let her fear overwhelm her.

As if by fate, a robed figure appeared on the path. The figure approached cautiously, her hood hiding her features. With a gentle touch, she pushed back her hood, revealing a pretty face framed by curly brown hair sprinkled with freckles.

"I couldn't help but notice your fall," the woman said, her voice soothing. "My name is Triss, and I happen to be heading to Kaer Morhen. I can offer you aid and accompany you on your journey."

Ciri eyed Triss warily, her caution still lingering. Yet, something in the woman's demeanor seemed genuine and trustworthy. Ciri hesitated but ultimately nodded, accepting Triss's offer of help.

Triss's voice carried a soft enchantment as she invoked her healing magic, her hands glowing with a warm light. With careful precision, she closed the wound on Ciri's cheek, leaving no trace of the deep gash behind.

Just as Triss finished healing Ciri, Geralt emerged from the forest, carrying a large wild boar slung over his shoulder. His eyes met Triss's, and a flicker of recognition passed between them—a long-forgotten romance reigniting for a brief moment.

Geralt approached Ciri and Triss, concern etched on his rugged face. "Ciri, are you alright? What happened?"

Ciri smiled, the pain now subsided. "I stumbled, but Triss helped me. She's on her way to Kaer Morhen, like us."

Geralt glanced at Triss, his eyes betraying a mix of surprise and curiosity. "Is that so? It will be good to have you back, Triss."

“Wait, you know her,” Ciri said shocked, “I thought Whichers kept Kate Morhen a secret from outsiders?”

Gerald smiled at Ciri, “Triss has helped Whitchers in the past heal and I thought she could help you learn how to hone your powers of foresight well.”

With the tension momentarily lifted, the three travelers continued their journey, Ciri walking alongside Geralt and Triss. The conversation flowed effortlessly, tales of past adventures blending with hopeful plans for the future.

As the day drew to a close, they reached their destination—a castle nestled amidst the towering mountains of Kaer Morhen. The familiar sight brought a mix of nostalgia and anticipation to Geralt, reminding him of the ties that bound him to his Witcher brethren.

The evening settled upon them, and a hearty feast awaited in the castle's grand hall. Around the table, eight Witchers gathered, their presence a comforting reminder of the bonds forged through trials and shared experiences. Ciri and Triss sat among them, welcomed into this unique family.

As the feast commenced, wine flowed and laughter filled the air. Geralt's gaze wandered to Triss. Her beauty was captivating. Behind her royal purple coat, her light brown curly hair framed her face. Her brown eyes were mysterious pools that showed the wisdom of her soul. Like Whitchers, mages lived for hundreds of years but she didn’t look older than she was 30. Her flowing cloak opened up to reveal her curvaceous frame designed to illicit desire and used to control generations of weak-minded kings. Triss had once saved Geralt and in return, they shared a passionate embrace that he was since not experienced. He wondered if her body could still resist the raw untamed power of a lustful Witcher.

Drinks flowed freely at the feast and the celebrations quickly turned loud and boastful. Lambert, a Witcher, raised his mug and cheered, “To our luck, our women have doubled and our Ale has been tapped!” The men cheered the arrival of Triss and eyed the young and beautiful Ciri who has proven that she has the will to learn the ways of the Witchers by endless training.

Coen and Lambert had taken a particular interest in Ciri over the past several weeks. At first, they thought she was just a spoiled princess and had no reservations about telling her such. But there was something special about her, more than just being Geralt’s ward, she was rebellious and strong-willed. As they taunted her to train harder, she did despite the pain that was inflicted. They both watched this young girl brave the Witcher trials, even without their mutant powers of strength and healing. She was unlike other girls and piqued their interest and curiosity. They loved that she yearned for acceptance and knew it was a tool they could use to influence her.

Lambert watched the young beautiful woman drinking their mead and dancing among the men. All of their eyes followed her young body, gliding sensually through the room, carefree. Among men who hunted demons, she was a breath of fresh air, a prize of innocence and beauty that rarely graced these halls. He hoped to separate her from the protection of Geralt, his desires cloaked in friendship. A mischievous grin crossed his face as she danced with his friend Coen. He had a plan to see how far she would go to feel accepted.

As the sun began its descent, casting a warm golden hue over the castle grounds of Kaer Morhen, Geralt's paternal instincts kicked in. He glanced at the horizon, noting the fading light, and turned his attention to Ciri.

"Ciri," he said, his voice gentle but firm, "it's time for you to go to bed. You need your rest."

Ciri's eyes widened with disappointment. "But Geralt, the night is still young! Can't I stay up a little longer?"

Geralt softened his expression, understanding her desire for adventure and companionship. "Ciri, I know you want to be part of the festivities, but we have much to do. You need to be well-rested and ready for tomorrow's training."



ACT TWO: THE GAME



Reluctantly, Ciri nodded, knowing that Geralt's words carried wisdom. She bid farewell to the living hall and made her way to her room, her steps heavy with longing for the excitement she would be missing.

With sly grins, Coen and Lambert exchanged knowing looks, then turned their attention to Ciri. "Hey, Ciri!" Coen called out. "We've got a proposition for you. How about a game of cards? If you're lucky, I will even let you win a round or two"

Ciri raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the proposal. "A game of cards? You're on! " Confidence swelled in Ciri as she had a knack for most card games. Unbeknownst to her, her power of foresight which always felt like intuition wasn't going to help her in these enchanted halls.

There was something about these men that made Ciri's heart skip a beat. Their charisma and the twinkle of danger in their eyes were irresistible.

The first was a handsome bald black man named Coen, his presence commanded attention. His kind eyes, one amber and the other a striking blue, sparkled with a glint of adventure.

The second Witcher was Lambert, a rugged redhead with fiery curls cascading down his shoulders. He was muscular and intimidating, unlike most Witcher who didn’t share their emotions freely, he was much more fiery and was direct about what he liked and didn’t like. It was something special about him, his raw emotions, that drew her to him. His freckled face displayed a roguish charm, and his piercing amber eyes held a glimmer of mischief.

As they walked to her room Ciri asked, “What should we play for? More mead?”

Lambert's lips curled into a mischievous smile. "I will get us more mead, that’s not a prize. Let’s agree that the loser has to surrender something….an article of clothing or a dare."

Ciri's eyes widened in surprise, but a thrill surged through her. The prospect of playing a daring game with these Witchers enticed her. "Alright, I'm in. But be warned, I'm quite skilled at cards."

Coen chuckled. "We'll see about that."

They made their way to Ciri's room, where a small table was set up with a deck of cards. The rooms in the old castle were made of stone and the cold air flowed through cracks in the wall. The room was stark except for a straw bed covered in cloth, and a candle-lit chandelier that hung above them. Honestly, the room could have been a dungeon in Ciri’s castle at home, but she made the best of Geralt’s hospitality. The room was bathed in a soft, flickering candlelight, creating an intimate atmosphere.

As they played, Ciri's skills shone through. Her strategy was impeccable, and her moves calculated. Ciri found herself winning some hands, her luck seemingly favoring her at the start, but she felt something was off, it was almost as if her powers of foresight were blocked. The room was filled with playful banter and laughter as Coen and Lambert, the two Witchers, engaged in the game. Ciri, in the first couple of hands, was able to get the men to remove their shirts and pants. She couldn't help but notice their impressive physiques, their battle-scarred bodies a testament to their years of training and combat. The sight of their rippling muscles and strong forms intrigued her, igniting a newfound desire within her.

But soon the tides turned. With each round, Ciri's clothing pile grew, revealing glimpses of skin as she lost key hands. The Witchers' laughter filled the room, their teasing banter adding to the tension of the game.

Time passed, and Ciri found herself down to her last garment as she slowly removed her bra. Her cute young breasts hung like teardrops, full and supple, begging to be touched. Her nipples were pink and erect due to the coldness of the room, the puffy tips drawing the eyes of the men who salivated at the beacons sensually. She tried to cover herself up but each time she looked at her cards her hands left her breasts hung exposed. A mixture of frustration and curiosity welled within her. Ciri recognized another side of these men, their lustful gaze empowered her. She wasn’t a spoiled brat in their eyes, she was something more and she loved how the tables had turned as they yearned for her.

As the game drew closer to its end, Ciri and the Witchers found themselves down to their last articles of clothing. The atmosphere grew charged with anticipation and subtle tension. Ciri's gaze lingered on Coen and Lambert, their partially exposed skin revealing glimpses of the rugged attractiveness that lay beneath.

Coen smiled mischievously at Ciri. "Looks like it's getting intense, doesn't it?" he teased, a playful glint in his eyes.

Lambert, his long curly red hair adding to his rugged charm, joined in, his voice laced with amusement. "Seems like Lady Luck is on your side tonight, Ciri. But will it be enough to keep that last piece of clothing?"

Ciri's heart fluttered as their attention turned to her. She felt a mixture of excitement and apprehension, the heat of the moment fueling her desires. Her eyes met theirs, and a subtle understanding passed between them.

With a daring smirk, Ciri leaned forward, resting her hands on the table. "Well, I guess it's time to find out," she replied, her voice filled with a mix of confidence and curiosity.

Coen and Lambert exchanged glances, a silent agreement passing between them. They knew they had sparked something within Ciri, an attraction to their dangerous nature and the allure of the unknown. The game had become more than just cards.

As the final hand was played, Ciri's luck seemed to wane, and she lost the game. Her last garment, her panties, a thin layer of fabric draped over her pussy protecting her chastity, was now the only thing standing between her and complete vulnerability. A mix of excitement and nervousness coursed through her veins as she realized the game's consequences.

Coen's eyes met Ciri's, a flicker of intensity passing between them. "Looks like it's time to collect your debt, Ciri," he said, his voice low and filled with anticipation.

As Ciri stood before the men, her last garment clinging to her body, they watched with heightened anticipation. Her fingers delicately hooked into the waistband of her panties, her eyes locked with theirs, as she slowly began to lower the fabric, revealing the treasure hidden beneath.

The men's gazes intensified, their breaths caught in their throats, as inch by inch, her panties slid down, unveiling the curves that had been teasingly concealed. The fabric grazed over her hips, exposing the smooth expanse of her skin, until finally, they pooled at her feet, leaving her bare and vulnerable.

They were mesmerized by the sight before them. Ciri's intimate secrets were now exposed, and they could not tear their eyes away from the delicate folds and contours that had been unveiled. Her hairy bush of blonde hair split in the center where her young wets slit met. Her arousal was evident with the engorged labia that begged to be touched. The allure of her femininity captivated them, stirring a primal desire within their core.

Her nakedness spoke volumes, as she stood there, a vision of sensuality. Her skin, soft and inviting, beckoned to be caressed and explored. The man's eyes traced the gentle curve of her hips, the swell of her backside, and the graceful arch of her waist. Every inch of her body was a masterpiece, enticing them to indulge in the pleasures that awaited. The room's atmosphere seemed to crackle with desire as the eyes of the men and women present fixated on her exposed form.

Ciri's eyes gleamed with determination as she looked at the cards laid before her. She knew that victory in this hand could bring her not only the satisfaction of winning but also something special, something she desired.

“What do you boys say to one last hand?” Ciri said confidently, “If I win, then you both agree to be my slaves for a day!” She said with a smile.

"If you win," Lambert said, a playful glint in his eyes, "we'll be at your beck and call for two entire days! Whatever you desire, we'll be at your service."

Ciri's interest was piqued. The idea of having the men cater to her every whim sent a thrill through her veins.

However, his playful demeanor shifted as he continued, his voice dropping slightly. "But if you lose," he paused for effect, "I have something special planned for you. This room, you see, used to be a dungeon. Those eyelets in the ceiling were once used for holding prisoners."

Ciri's eyes widened with a mixture of intrigue and anticipation. The thought of such a thrilling, submissive experience made her heart race. She leaned in closer.

"If you lose, we will bind and blindfold you," Lambert said, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. "You'll surrender control completely to us. You'll allow us to explore the depths of your desires for one full hour."

Ciri's breath hitched as she imagined herself bound and blindfolded, at the mercy of Lambert's and the others' whims. She met Lambert's gaze, her eyes filled with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation for more. "I agree, let’s do it!" she said, her voice laced with a newfound boldness. "I'm willing to take that chance."

Lambert's lips curled into a wicked smile as he nodded, a spark of excitement dancing in his eyes. "Very well then, Ciri," he replied, his voice husky. "Let's see if luck favors you in this next round."

As the cards were shuffled and dealt, Ciri felt a surge of determination. She was ready to turn the tides, regain her lost luck, and seize control of the game once more. However, as the hand progressed, it became apparent that fortune had turned against her. No matter how she strategized or hoped for a miracle, victory eluded her grasp. The realization set in, and a mixture of disappointment and anticipation filled Ciri's heart. She had lost the game, and with it, the opportunity to maintain her freedom.



ACT THREE: THE DEBT

Lambert's gaze met hers, his expression a mix of mischief and desire. "Well, Ciri, it seems luck has a different plan for you tonight," he murmured, his voice low and tantalizing. "Are you ready to fulfill your end of the bet?"

Ciri's pulse quickened as she nodded. "Yes, I'm ready," she replied.

Lambert placed his hands on the curve of her lower back, this touch sending electrical sensations through her body. He guided her under the eyelets in the ceiling. She looked up, sense of exhilaration surged through Ciri's veins. The room's history as a dungeon took on a new meaning, the anticipation of what was to come sent shivers down her spine.

She willingly offered herself, holding her hands in front of her to Coen. The ropes were skillfully tied, securing her in a way that allowed both comfort and restriction. Meanwhile, with expert precision, Lambert guided the ropes through the eyelets in the ceiling, his actions careful yet purposeful. As the tension on the ropes increased, Ciri's body responded, rising off the ground until her toes barely grazed the floor. She felt an intoxicating sense of vulnerability, suspended in the air, her bare figure fully exposed. Her milky supple skin glowed in the candlelight as shadows from the dancing candles accentuated her lovely curves.

Lambert’s hungry eyes bore down on her, "Ciri, you are beautiful beyond measure. I want to taste your lips and caress your skin. You're intoxicating, and I want to savor every moment with you."

As Ciri dangled from the ropes, her heart raced with a mixture of nervousness and excitement, her breaths coming in shallow gasps. The thrill of her restrained state heightened her senses. Ciri's voice escaped her lips in a soft, pleading tone. "I feel so vulnerable, Lambert," she murmured, her voice a seductive plea. "My body craves to be touched. I surrender completely to you."

As Lambert approached her, his fingers trailed lightly over her exposed skin, from her neck to her shoulder and the rounded outside edge of her wonderful breasts, leaving trails of heat in their wake. “Almost my dear.” He holds up the blindfold with a smile and he covers her eyes.

The blindfold blocked out the world, leaving her with only her imagination and the touch of Lambert's hands. She could feel his presence moving closer, his breath warming the neck of her skin. His tongue gently licks her earlobe, and his teeth gently rake against it, pulling playfully before letting go. He makes a trail of soft kisses down her long flawless neck following her jugular vein, each kiss causing the beat of her heart to accelerate. His mouth opens, letting his teeth scrape against her vulnerable neck as if to bite her, but instead kissing her sensually. Then letting their lips finally touch, he bites on her lower lip before pressing his lips into hers, their mouths naturally open letting their tongues explore each other's depths.

Her body tingled with anticipation as Lambert's touch roamed over her, a symphony of sensations playing upon her skin. The blindfold heightened her other senses, making every brush of his fingertips, every kiss, every whisper of his breath against her, a captivating experience.

As Lambert's touch grew bolder, Ciri's moans mingled with the sounds of the ropes creaking. His voice in a low whisper, “Ciri, your body, your spirit, everything about you is enchanting. I can't get enough of you.” His hands cupped her full young breasts. His thumb glided over her stiff puffy nipples sending shockwaves of desire through her, eliciting a moan, pleading for more.

His fingers squeezed on the nipples tightly and twisted her, increasing her arousal. His warm tongue licked her sensitive nipples, darting rapidly from side to side before his mouth fullying consumed her. The warmth of his mouth, a contrast to the cold room, made her moans of pleasure get louder and louder. With every touch, Ciri's body arched and quivered, surrendering to the pleasure that enveloped her.

Ciri's body throbbed with need, her senses heightened to a feverish pitch. Every touch, every word, sent shivers down her spine, setting her ablaze with lust. It was a maddening, exquisite torture that left her yearning for more. She felt her skin flush, a delicate heat pooling between her thighs, a delicious ache yearning for release.

His fingers, traveled down the center of her chest, below her ribcage, over her belly button, and hovered for a few seconds at the hair on her pelvis. His warm fingers left a wake of goosebumps on her skin. His palm rotated, his fingers gliding through the curly hair of her sex, his middle finger sliding along her moist slit, parting her along the way. His fingers separated her delicate folds on their journey, soaked with sensuality before finding and gently tracing the outer ring of her vaginal entrance.

His voice dripped with playful seduction as he leaned in closer, his lips mere inches from her ear. “My, my, princess, it seems you're as eager as I am," he whispered, his tone laced with a mix of mischief and desire, "Your pussy is soaking wet with lust. I can smell the unmistakable scent of your desire. Are you ready to surrender to us for the next hour as you agreed?"

Ciri's voice trembles with a hint of nervousness as she responds to Lambert's daring question. "Yes," she breathes, her words laced with a heady mixture of desire and surrender. "I'm ready, claim your prize while you can.” She said with a playful smirk.

As Lambert's fingers press into her, he feels an intoxicating warmth and wetness of her innermost depths. He can feel the pulsating warmth enveloping his fingers, a tangible manifestation of her desire and arousal. Soft gasps and moans escape her lips, “Oh, oh my, oh, yes.” He revels in the power he holds over her pleasure, the way her body responds to his every movement. With each curl of his fingers, he seeks out her most sensitive spots, coaxing pleasure to surge through her body. He feels the subtle quivers and spasms that ripple through her.

With every movement of his fingers, he delves deeper, exploring the contours of her inner walls, seeking out the sweet spots that elicit gasps and trembling responses from her. He pays close attention to her body's cues, adjusting the speed and pressure of his touch to heighten her pleasure.

Her words escape in fragmented whispers and moans, barely coherent but dripping with longing and ecstasy. She moans, "Oh gods, yes... don't stop," expressing her urgent need for his touch, "Lambert, please... more".

Her voice quivers with the weight of desire as she creates a symphony of ecstasy that echoes through the room. Her legs, once crossed, now dangle openly allowing him more and more access into her depths. Every touch, every stroke, sent waves of pleasure crashing over her, and she lost herself in the delirious surrender of her senses.

A new presence made itself known. A rich and resonant timbre, “Don’t forget about me Ciri.” Coen's voice joined Lambert's in the darkened room from behind her. Kisses dotted her back down the nape of her neck to the top of her spine. As his finger gently traced down her shivering spine, to the lower curve of her back, and in between the crack of her ass. His palms gripped her round butt tightly, roughly, gently spreading her apart.

"Ready to take it to the next level, Ciri?" Coen's voice carried a hint of mischief and anticipation, fueling the fire that already burned within her.

Ciri's breath hitched, her voice barely a whisper as she responded, "Yes, Coen."

Lambert’s fingers retreat from her vaginal entrance, making Ciri whimper for him. His fingers, lubricated with desire, find her clitoris and begin to rapidly press and rub against it.

Coen’s fingers penetrate her causing her to gasp in satisfaction. Coen's touch intertwined with Lambert's, their hands working in harmony to ignite a fire within her. Their movements were synchronized, Coen pumping fingers in and out of her while Lambert edged her closer to climax with clitoral stimulation.

Ciri's body responded to their every touch, her desire mounting with each passing moment. She moans in delight with bated breath, “oh yes, your touch feels amazing! I am getting so wet, I love how you make me shiver!"

With her wetness dripping onto his hands, Coen’s lubricated thumb slides up her perineum against her tight pursed butthole. Ciri’s breath becomes more shallow, fear and vulnerability consuming her as she can feel the tip of his thumb pushing against her pulsating hole. Piercing the center of her tight muscular anal ring that can no longer stop his lubricated invasion.

Ciri begs, “Coen, I am scared. I have never done that! It feels uncomfortable.”

With the tip of his thumb squeezed by her sight muscle, he whispers in her ear, “Ciri, just relax. Let me show you how pleasurable this can be. You said you would surrender didn’t you?”

“Mmm” she said, As she focused on relaxing she could find the pleasure amongst the pain and began getting incredibly aroused by the idea of doing this. “Okay, but there is a part of me that's a little scared. Can we take it slowly and make sure I feel safe and comfortable?”

“Of course Ciri,” he says as his fingers jointly press into her. The thick sphincter muscle surrenders and his thumb glides past its thick wall into her soft lubricated insides that are slick and inviting. His thumb presses against the wall separating her holes, his thumb and fingers press together, rubbing into her urgently.

Meanwhile, Lamber’s palm rests, pressing firmly against her pelvis as his fingers continue to stimulate her clit rapidly with side-to-side motions.

The collapse of her internal vaginal wall, combined with Coen’s repeated thrusts awakens her G-spot. Her heat rises further, she beings to sweat and pant as her climax nears its crest.

She admits to her pleasure, "Oh, Coen... I never expected this to feel so incredibly intense and pleasurable. Please," she pleaded, her voice laced with desire, "don't stop. I need you both."

Coen, sensing he can push the boundaries says, “We won’t stop, if you let us call you our slut as we fuck you!”

Pleasure radiated through her body as he continued to pump into her. She didn’t care about anything but her release, “oh yes, I’ll do anything, just don’t stop. I am your fucking slut! Use me!!”

Her words hung in the air, charged with anticipation. Ciri's vulnerability was matched only by her eagerness, her unyielding desire to explore the depths of pleasure with Coen and Lambert. The ropes that bound her served as a physical reminder of her surrender, amplifying her arousal and fueling her hunger for their touch.

Lambert's voice, husky and filled with desire, responded to her plea. "We're just getting started, Ciri. We are going to use you like the slut you are!"

Ciri's body quivered until the crest of her climax broke sending waves of pleasure rippling through her body. “Oh gods, oh fuck!” Her body shook uncontrollably, the ropes creaking as she swayed in mid-air as they continued to pound into her. Liquids streaked down her legs as her fluids squirted from her and released onto the floor. “Oh, gods... that was... I can't even find the words. It felt like my entire being was consumed by pleasure. I've never felt anything like this before.”

As the electrifying tension in the room heightened, Coen, removed his fingers from her and slowly reached down for his belt. Coen's voice, a low, seductive murmur, broke the silence. "Are you ready for more, slut?"



ACT FOUR: PLEASURE OF PAIN

Coming down from her recent high she was now willing to do anything that could feel that good. She nodded yes.

Coen traced the smooth leather of the belt across Ciri's bare bottom. The gentle contact sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine, causing her to arch slightly, inviting further exploration. The sensation of the belt against her skin sent delicious waves of pleasure rippling through her, heightening her senses and awakening a deeper longing.

Coen's voice, a velvety murmur, resonated in the room. "Do you like how it feels, Ciri? The touch of the leather against your skin?"

Ciri's response, a breathless whisper, carried a mix of desire and surrender. "Yes," she replied, her voice laced with a mix of anticipation and yearning, "it feels... exquisite."

As the belt made contact with her skin, delivering a soft, tantalizing slap, Ciri let out a whimper that mingled pleasure with a hint of surprise. The sound escaped her parted lips, a delicate gasp that betrayed the mixture of sensations coursing through her body. The unexpected sting of the belt against her bare skin sent a jolt of pleasure that radiated through her entire being. It was a fleeting moment, a brief burst of sensation that left her yearning for more.

Again and again, he hit her, harder and harder. Her whimpers echoed in the room, a testament to the pleasure that reverberated within her. The impact of the belt resonated in her body, igniting a fiery response that arched her back and caused her muscles to tense with anticipation. The sharpness of the slap was followed by a surge of warmth and a tingling ache that awakened every nerve ending.

With every impact, her body tensed and she released moans and gasps. Her moans filled the air, a harmonious chorus of ecstasy and surrender. Every breath she took was laced with the heady scent of desire. The ropes that bound her served as a physical reminder of her vulnerability, heightening the intensity of the experience.

As Lambert's lips and tongue expertly worked their magic on her breasts, Ciri's moans grew louder, escaping from deep within her. She writhed and arched against the ropes that bound her, the tension and restraint only fueling her desire further. The taste of ecstasy lingered on her lips.

As Coen's hand firmly grasped her reddened buttocks, a surge of sensations coursed through Ciri's body. The initial sting of pain quickly transformed into an intoxicating blend of pleasure and desire. The intensity of his grip, coupled with the contrast of his touch against her sensitive skin, sent waves of raw pleasure radiating through her being.

She reveled in the exquisite paradox, the simultaneous ache and pleasure that Coen's touch elicited. It was a dance of sensations, where the boundaries of her pleasure expanded beyond what she had ever known. In the depths of this pleasure-pain dichotomy, Ciri found liberation, embracing the raw, untamed desires that surged within her.

Coen barked at her, “Spread you legs, slut! Your about to get a treat.” She did as she was told, she loved being dominated. Coen grasped his thick black cock and rubbed it against her saturated cunt, ensuring he was greased up with her lubrication.

Ciri, feeling his girth between her thighs, moaned with anticipation. “Oh, Coen you’re so big!”

As Coen pressed himself against Ciri's exposed and eager body, the melding of their flesh sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her. Her vaginal opening was stretched open. The forceful contact between them heightened her sensations, the unmistakable heat of his arousal against her sensitive skin fueling her desire to new heights.

Their bodies moved in perfect synchronization, a dance of passion and need. The ropes that held Ciri captive allowed for limited mobility, intensifying the sensation of Coen's every touch and thrust. With each deep, penetrating movement, Ciri felt herself losing control, her body surrendering to the intoxicating blend of pleasure and desire that enveloped her. The friction between them ignited a wildfire within, consuming her with an insatiable hunger for more. She moaned as Coen's rhythm became relentless.

Her body molded itself to his, every curve and contour a perfect fit. The powerful thrusts, the meeting of their bodies, sent shockwaves of pleasure radiating outward, spiraling through her core and igniting her every nerve ending. With each movement, they soared higher, their passion reaching crescendo after crescendo until they finally succumbed to the intoxicating release that awaited them.

As the intensity of their passion reached new heights, Lambert joined in, adding another layer of desire and pleasure to the already electrifying connection. He pressed his rod into her cunt as well, the burning sensation of her stretched vaginal opening increased the pleasure she felt, a pleasure of complete fullness. The synchronized movements of all three bodies created a symphony of sensations, a dance of ecstasy that left Ciri breathless.

“Oh gods…both of you are huge!…uh….it feels so good. Fuck. I love being used by you! Oh, yes, yes, I am you slut!” She admitted, knowing that it was true.

She felt the heat of Lambert's body pressing against her, his every thrust driving her closer to the edge of bliss. The sensation of being filled by both Coen and Lambert simultaneously sent waves of euphoria crashing through her, overwhelming her senses and blurring the line between pleasure and ecstasy. Ciri surrendered herself completely to the rhythm of their bodies, each movement pushing her further into a realm of pleasure she had never experienced before.

She reveled in the feeling of being desired by both men, the intensity of their passion fueling her own. The room filled with breathless moans, mingled in the air as they indulged in the depths of their shared desires. Her body became a vessel of pleasure. Every nerve ending came alive, every inch of her skin humming with delight.

As their bodies continued to move with an insatiable hunger, Ciri felt a growing urgency within her. The flames of desire burned hotter and fiercer, driving her toward the edge of release. Ciri's moans grew louder, her breath coming in ragged gasps as her body trembled with anticipation. She yearned for the ultimate release. “You’re going to make me come so hard,” she screamed, feeling the pressure boil over.

The pleasure built, the intensity rising to an almost unbearable level. In a moment of uninhibited surrender, Ciri let go. Her body convulsed with ecstasy, every nerve ending ignited with pleasure as she reached the pinnacle of her desire.



ACT FIVE: WITCHERS

A euphoric wave washed over her, cascading through her body in shuddering waves of bliss. She cried out in rapture, her voice intertwining with the symphony of their shared pleasure. At that moment, an unexpected surge of magical energy coursed through her veins. The power of her Elder Blood awakened, triggering a chain reaction that extended to the two Witchers holding her.

The men stepped back, confused. In an instant, Coen and Lambert felt a jolt of electrifying energy surging through them. Their bodies convulsed as the dormant mutations within them were ignited by the potent magic that emanated from Ciri. The black lines of their enhanced Witcher physiology rippled across their skin, veining their bodies with an otherworldly glow. Their bodies grew in size by ten percent, their muscles became more defined and their skin more pale. The transformation was swift and intense. The blackened eyes of the Witchers intensified, mirroring the depth of the magic that flowed through them. They became more in tune with their mutant nature, their senses heightened to supernatural levels.

Ciri herself was not unaffected by the surge of power. Her transformation took on a celestial quality as if her very essence merged with the magic that engulfed her. She radiated an ethereal light, her body seemingly transcending its mortal limitations.

In their new animalistic forms, they no longer had restraint. Lambert stepped up to Ciri, taking her hanging body and thrusting himself deep into her. His girth and size penetrated her deeper than ever filling her like two men couldn’t. Her legs wrapped around him as his claws dug into her thighs giving him the leverage to mercilessly pound his flesh weapon deep into her depths.

Coen, as well, stepped closer to Ciri. Her ass hung down as she was wrapped around Lambert getting plowed. His claws spread apart her butt cheeks and pressed his massive thick lubricated black cock into her tight asshole. He pushed his fat rigid mushroom tip against her hole, opening up her hips, and stretched her muscles apart.

Her ass burned, and her sphincter never had a chance to fight off his assault. “Oh shit! Oh, gods! You're so fucking big!”

The head of his big cock popped into her asshole, getting to the lubricated soft skin of her anal cocoon, the sensation excites Ciri, pleasure radiating like didn’t know she could feel.

Ciri howls at Coen, pushing him forward, “Ow, yes,

you feel so good! I want to feel you deep inside me, stretching me out.” As requested he pushed deep into her. His thrust punctured deep into her, rapidly, filling her bowels like she had never felt before. The strong anal muscle stretched wide gripping around his flesh tightly, increasing his pleasure. She felt every pulsating vein on his rigid cock, each bump sending beams of ecstasy deep into her soul. Once fully buried, he began an onslaught of long deep thrusts that pushed any remaining air out of her ass. Her butt shook with the violent thrusts he impaled her with. “Ohhhhhh, fuck!” she squealed in delight.

She fought against the rope, as the men thrust into her, needing to take control deep inside. The bindings splintered into the dust of hemp above her as her strength increased with a surge of magic. Her arms wrapped around Lambert's neck, her claws digging into his skin, her head resting on his shoulder as she savors their pleasurable assault.

As they continued to thrust, the physical pleasure intensified with each movement, sending waves of ecstasy radiating from the point of contact. The friction, the rhythm, and the intensity of their lovemaking brought her to the edge of bliss. Her body responded eagerly, arching, moaning, and surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure. She lost herself in the moment, the sensations consuming her entirely.

As the intensity of their passion reached its peak, Ciri became aware of a continued transformation occurring within Coen and Lambert. Their bodies seemed to expand, muscles bulging with incredible power. Ciri could feel the sheer power radiating from them, as their movements became even more vigorous and commanding. With each thrust, the intensity magnified, filling her with a combination of pleasure and a hint of awe. Ciri found herself completely enraptured by their newfound size, the sheer force of their bodies overwhelming.

Ciri screamed, “More... I need more of you both. Fill me, fill your slut, make me yours.”

In a final thrust, Lambert drills his hips deep into Ciri hitting the back wall of her vagina sending a spike of pleasure from her cervix to her mouth.

In a yelp pleasure, she begs, “I want to feel your hot seed in me!”

On her command, the Witcher releases a torrent of hot black magical cum that paints her insides. It shoots, like a spray from a hose, in a non-stop flow of liquids deep into her cervix. Her belly filled with his sticky goo, she could feel her stomach expanding as it fills her, the heat of the liquid setting her soul a blaze in rapture.

Spent, he stares at his conquest. Her ass was still impaled on Coen’s long thick black cock, his hands holding her by her breast. With each of Coen’s thrusts, Lambert watches as her cunt gushes a waterfall of his liquidy black release onto the floor. Coen, lifting her by her breasts and shoving her lithe form hard on his massive rod. Her moans are loud and passionate as she enjoys the pleasure of his girth sliding in and out of her butt.

As Lambert reached the peak of his pleasure, Ciri felt a deep sense of satisfaction. The knowledge that she had been a part of his pleasure, a willing participant of it, made her glow in satisfaction. He finally reaches his climax a few minutes earlier, filling her bowels with a jet of Witcher cum that pushes up her colon into her intestines. His girth locked in his seed in her so the searing heat of his liquids can be felt deep into her abdomen. Spent, he lets her down on the ground, her body like a rag doll, her legs shaking uncontrollably.

Ciri's heart raced as she felt the ground below her. She landed on her hands and knees, her pussy and asshole pouring out cum that dripped down her legs. As she removed the blindfold that had obscured her vision, she was greeted with the sight of Coen and Lambert in their mutated forms, their bodies adorned with black lines, their veins pulsating with raw power. Their penises were already rigid again, It was a sight that left her breathless, her lips parting in both astonishment and desire.

She couldn't help but be captivated by their transformed beauty. The combination of their muscular physiques, the striking black lines coursing through their skin, and the sheer intensity in their eyes was an irresistible sight to behold. The mutations had turned them into something otherworldly, an embodiment of strength and resilience that both fascinated and aroused her.

With her lips slightly parted, she longed to taste the power that emanated from their transformed bodies. Ciri's lips brushed against Lambert's flesh, her mouth tracing a path along the contours of his rigid form. Ciri’s tongue stretched out, touching him. She revealed in the taste of him, the scent of their passion mingling in the air. Her lips hovered above his massive hard-on, her breath mingling with his as anticipation filled the air. The intensity of the moment was palpable, as both of them knew what lay ahead.

As her lips descended upon him, she felt his size and potency in a more intimate way. His tip entered her stretching her jaw wide open. Her senses were overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of him, both physically and metaphorically.

The taste of herself, on his cock added a new layer of sensuality to the experience. As Ciri licked her essence from her lips, a shiver of pleasure coursed through her. The taste was a mixture of sweetness and musk, a tantalizing blend that aroused her senses even further. The flavor lingered on her tongue, a lingering reminder of the ecstasy she had experienced.

From behind, Coen pressed himself against Ciri’s cunt, her body responded instinctively, buckling under the force of their combined movement. The power and intensity of their union overwhelmed her senses, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her back arched as Coen's strong hands firmly grasped her hips, guiding her movements and melding their bodies together. The sensation of his muscular form pressed against her, his large black cock drilling into her deepest desires, sent shivers cascading down her spine. She could feel the strength of his every movement, the raw energy emanating from him as they moved in perfect synchrony.

With each thrust, Ciri was pushed further and further down onto Lambert's thick flesh. The seal around her lips she tried to create broke creating slurping sounds of slobber that echoed against the brick walls. The power she could feel pulsating from Coen and Lambert electrified their union. It was as if they were caught in a tempestuous whirlwind of desire, their bodies moving with an intensity that bordered on the primal. As the Witchers pressed into her face and her pussy, her body responded instinctively, buckling under their power, both figuratively and literally. Their combined movement and intensity overwhelmed her senses, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her veins.

Ciri’s hands rapidly beat against Lambert’s rigid flesh, yearning to satisfy him. Her throat relaxed, each time Lambert grabbed her head to thrust into her face. She allowed him to go further and further down her neck. Her magical powers gave her a strength she didn’t realize she had. She didn’t gag and couldn’t feel the pain of his long cock. All she could feel was the width of her neck expanding as his twelve-inch thick tool plowed into her face.

Lambert released a long moan of pleasure then said, “Ciri, I'm close... You're driving me wild. Keep going, don't stop.” Ciri could feel the pulsating rod in her mouth. She hungered for his satisfaction and applied extra suction to the large head of his shaft while her hands furiously worked his lubricated tool. She knew her prize was close. He howled in pleasure as his second orgasm shot out in a series of spurts into her mouth.

As the culmination of their passion reached its peak, Ciri found herself overcome with a sense of urgency and hunger. Without hesitation, she swallowed, taking in the essence of Lambert's release. It was a moment of raw intimacy. In that fleeting moment, as she tasted his essence, Ciri felt a surge of both satisfaction. The taste lingered on her tongue, it was a taste that resonated deep within her, stirring a mixture of emotions—desire, fulfillment, and a twinge of longing. As she swallowed, Ciri felt a sense of empowerment and liberation. It was a choice she made, an affirmation of her desires, and a testament to her ability to pleasure.

As Ciri lavishes her attention on Lambert, his body tenses with ecstasy. His voice comes out as a ragged whisper, filled with a mix of surprise and delight. "By the gods, Ciri, you're incredible. Your mouth feels incredible... You're driving me wild," he gasps. He can't help but express his amazement at the intensity of the pleasure she's bestowing upon him. The sensations coursing through his body overwhelm him, and he's unable to hold back his vocal admiration.

Coen, his body still ablaze with desire, continued to undulate his hips, thrusting Ciri forward with a rhythm that resonated deep within her core. Every movement sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, igniting her senses and pushing her further into the realm of ecstasy.

In a low growl, Coen grunts, “Let me show you how I can satisfy your desires, Ciri. I want to make you quiver with pleasure.”

As his strong hands found purchase on her waist, guiding her with a firm yet gentle grip, Ciri surrendered herself to the intoxicating dance they shared. The world around them faded into a blur, leaving only the palpable connection between their bodies, the electrifying chemistry that fueled their shared desires.

Coen's unwavering stamina, a testament to his Witcher training and fortitude, plunged into her sopping wet cunt liberally. Each thrust was purposeful, calculated, and aimed at driving Ciri to the pinnacle of pleasure. With every undulation, Ciri's senses heightened, her body responding eagerly. Waves of pleasure rippled through her, building with an intensity that threatened to consume her entirely. She was lost in the sea of sensations, her mind awash with pure, unadulterated bliss.

She begged for his massive black cock, “Yes, Coen... show me your strength, your power. I want to feel it all.”

Her fingers clawed at the stone beneath her, her nails digging into the cracks and crevices as she surrendered herself to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins. His thick black dick pushed deep into her leaving a wake of desire in its path, the muscles in her vagina quivered for the next thrust. Each thrust brought her closer to the edge, pushing her to the brink of release and beyond.

Coen, attuned to her every response, read her body like a well-worn book of desires. He reveled in the power he held over her, relishing in the way her body quivered under his touch, the way her breath hitched with each exhilarating movement. Her vagina was so tight, it hugged his fat cock like a warm wet sheath, he never wanted to leave her yearning cunt. His pleasure intertwined with hers, their connection growing stronger with each passing moment.

As Coen reached the pinnacle of his ardor, Ciri could feel the pulsating heat of his release deep inside her. A surge of pleasure rippled through her core, intensifying the already overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. The rhythmic contractions of his muscles sent waves of ecstasy radiating through her, pushing her pleasure to new heights.

Her inner walls clenched around his massive black girth, embracing his release with a sublime mixture of satisfaction and longing. The feeling of his hot-cum filling her, sent shivers of pleasure cascading through her body, she was copulated by monsters and loved every second of it.

Time seemed to stand still as her ravaged body erupted in a final orgasmic release. Ciri's senses heightened, every nerve ending alive and tingling with the electrifying aftermath of their union. She reveled in the primal ecstasy that coursed through her veins, feeling a sense of completion and fulfillment that only the passionate embrace of two souls could bring.

As they caught their breath, bodies still entwined, a profound sense of contentment washed over Ciri. She basked in the aftermath of their shared pleasure, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction and intimacy that surpassed any fleeting desires. At that moment, she realized the true power of their connection and the depths of the love and passion that had brought them together.

As waves of ecstasy crashed over Ciri once more, her body soared to new heights of pleasure. A primal howl escaped her lips, echoing through the room, a testament to the intense rapture she experienced at that moment. The sheer intensity of the pleasure consumed her, overpowering her senses and leaving her lost in a vortex of raw, unbridled passion.

Her cries of pleasure reverberated in the air, a symphony of blissful release that mingled with the heavy breathing and moans of her lovers. Every nerve ending in her body ignited with fiery pleasure, each sensation magnified to an almost unbearable degree. It was an uninhibited expression of her most primal desires, an unrestrained outpouring of pleasure that transcended the limits of her physical form.

Her words tremble with raw intensity and euphoria. "Oh gods, yes... I'm coming…again," she moans, her voice a melodic blend of ecstasy and surrender. The sheer bliss washes over her, causing her body to convulse with pleasure, and at that moment, she's unable to hold back her uninhibited expression of delight. As Ciri's body trembles with each wave of pleasure, her voice escapes in breathless whispers. "You feel so good," she moans, her words a testament to the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. "I've never felt like this before

Ciri, fueled by her insatiable desires, turned her body towards Coen, her eyes locked on his form. A hunger stirred within her, a craving to explore the depths of pleasure even further. With a seductive gaze, she parted her lips, inviting him to come closer, to feel the taste of their shared intimacy.

As Coen met her gaze, a knowing smile curled on his lips, understanding the depths of her desires. He moved closer, his body drawn to hers, his desire mirrored in his eyes. With a tantalizing slowness, he positioned himself before her, offering his throbbing arousal to her eager lips.

Ciri's tongue darted out, tracing the outline of her lips, relishing in the lingering taste of their previous intimacy. With a mix of anticipation and arousal, she took him into her mouth, savoring the mingling flavors of their passion. The taste of herself on him ignited a primal instinct within her, intensifying her hunger and pushing her further into the realm of pleasure.

She worked her lips and tongue with a practiced finesse, exploring every inch of him, relishing in his response to her ministrations. The taste of their shared intimacy, coupled with the intoxicating sensation of his pulsating flesh against her tongue, sent ripples of pleasure coursing through her body.

As Ciri continued to indulge in her desires, her lips moving with purpose and skill, she felt a deep connection forming between them. The act of tasting herself on him created an intimate bond, a powerful aphrodisiac, driving them both to new heights of pleasure and ecstasy. Ciri continued to pleasure Coen with her lips until she was sure he was completely cleaned off and polished.

In that moment of climax, the room filled with a dazzling display of ethereal light. Vibrant hues of blue and white intertwined, dancing and pulsating in a mesmerizing display. The air crackled with a potent energy, charged with the magic of their desires and the release of their passion.

Their bodies trembled, still intertwined in a blissful embrace, as the waves of their climax subsided. They lay there, bathed in the afterglow, their breaths mingling in the stillness of the room. The air felt charged with otherworldly energy, the remnants of their powerful connection.

As they gazed into each other's eyes, they could sense a profound shift within themselves. The explosion of their combined elder power had opened up new possibilities, unlocking hidden depths within their souls. It was as if their union had awakened a dormant force, propelling them further along their paths of destiny.

They lay there, limbs intertwined and hearts intertwined, their bodies spent but their spirits ignited. At that moment, they knew that they had experienced something extraordinary, something that transcended the physical realm. Their passion had touched upon something primal, a connection that reached far beyond the confines of their mortal existence.

Silence filled the room as they basked in the aftermath of their shared experience. It was a moment of profound intimacy and vulnerability, where words seemed unnecessary. They reveled in the depth of their connection, understanding that their journey had taken a new turn, guided by the spark of their combined power.

As they lay there, their bodies slowly coming down from the heights of pleasure, they felt a renewed sense of purpose and unity. Their union had become a catalyst for transformation, igniting a fire within them that would guide them on their paths and intertwine their fates even further.

In that quiet moment, they shared a knowing smile, the unspoken promise of more adventures and passionate encounters yet to come. They were forever changed by this explosive culmination of desire and power, bound together by a force that defied comprehension.



ACT SIX: MORNING FOG

The man's eyes fluttered open, their consciousness returning to them as they gradually awakened from their slumber. As their minds cleared, a sense of confusion and unease settled upon them, for they could not remember the details of what had transpired in the throes of passion.

They looked at each other, their brows furrowed, searching for answers that eluded them. The room was filled with an air of tension, the remnants of their intimate encounter lingering as a subtle reminder of what had taken place. The smell of sex hung in the air, a potent reminder of their shared pleasure.

Uncertainty gripped their hearts as they exchanged silent glances. They were unsure of what had transpired, unable to recall the specific moments of their passion. The fragments of memory slipped through their fingers, leaving them with a sense of disorientation and a lingering desire for answers.

With a mix of worry and apprehension, the men decided to retreat from the room, leaving before Ciri awakened. They knew that their absence might raise questions, but the weight of their confusion outweighed their fear of discovery. It was a choice made in haste, driven by the need to process their emotions and seek understanding.

As they stepped out into the corridor, a heaviness settled upon their shoulders. They walked in silence, their footsteps echoing in the empty hallways. Their minds raced, searching for clues, attempting to make sense of the enigma that had unfolded in that room.

The smell of sex still clung to their senses, a reminder of the intimate connection they had shared with Ciri. It was a fragrance that stirred conflicting emotions within them - desire, confusion, and a hint of regret. They couldn't shake off the lingering sensation of their encounter, nor the unanswered questions that weighed upon their minds.

As they distanced themselves from the room, their footsteps quickened, driven by the need to find solace and regain their composure. They knew that the road ahead would be filled with uncertainty, and they needed time to process their feelings, to reconcile the sensations that had consumed them.

In the depths of their hearts, they held a profound respect and admiration for Ciri, but the fog of confusion clouded their judgment. They yearned for clarity, for a better understanding of the events that had transpired and the implications of their actions.

With heavy hearts, they retreated into the night, their minds filled with a whirlwind of emotions. The unanswered questions lingered, leaving them to grapple with the complexities of their desires and the consequences of their choices.

And so, they disappeared into the darkness, each lost in their thoughts, seeking solace and answers amidst the uncertainty that now surrounded them. The memory of their encounter with Ciri would forever remain a mystery, a chapter in their lives that had been both transformative and enigmatic.



ACT SEVEN: CIRI’S DREAM

As Ciri slowly awakened from her slumber, a hazy fog of confusion enveloped her mind. She felt a lingering sense of satisfaction, an echo of something profound that had transpired, yet her memory failed to provide any clear recollection. It was as if she had stepped into a dream, where fragments of reality mingled with the elusive whispers of imagination.

The only concrete memory that remained was that of playing cards, engaging in a game that had seemingly set the stage for what had followed. The details, however, remained frustratingly out of reach, teasing her consciousness with their intangible presence.

As she gazed upon her exposed form, the bareness of her body a reminder of the depths she had ventured into, a mixture of uncertainty and intrigue swirled within her. What had unfolded in the depths of that dream-like encounter? What had brought her to this state of serene satisfaction?

Determined to unravel the enigma that shrouded her recollections, Ciri dressed with a touch of grace and adorned her hair with a delicate purple flower that she found in her room. It was a silent invitation, an act of seeking the attention of those she felt a connection with, even if the details eluded her.

With each step she took, Ciri felt a tinge of anticipation, a yearning to find the men who had played a part in her mysterious journey. She hoped that in their presence, the missing pieces of the puzzle would fall into place, unveiling the truth that lay hidden within the depths of her subconscious.

Yet as she ventured forth, the nagging sense of uncertainty persisted. The memories remained veiled as if locked away in a secret chamber of her mind. The truth danced just beyond her grasp, a tantalizing mystery that beckoned her further down the path.

Adorned with the purple flowers and carrying a silent longing, Ciri moved with a mix of determination and trepidation. She knew not what awaited her, but she embraced the unknown with an open heart, trusting that the answers would reveal themselves in due time.

She hoped that in their presence, she would find the missing pieces of her fragmented memories, and perhaps, a deeper understanding of the profound connection that had been forged within the realms of her elusive dream.

ACT EIGHT: THE NEXT MORNING CONTINUED

As Ciri approached the men with a hopeful heart, adorned in purple flowers and dressed with a touch of elegance, she was met with unexpected reactions. Instead of the warm reception she had anticipated, the men greeted her with lighthearted mockery, jesting at the sight of flowers and fancy dress.

Caught off guard by their response, Ciri's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Their words pierced through the delicate veil of her dreams, reminding her of the vulnerability she had revealed in her pursuit of their attention. Feeling the sting of their jests, she turned on her heels, her steps hastening as she ran away, seeking solace from the unexpected disappointment.

But just as her disappointment threatened to consume her, a familiar voice cut through the air. Triss Merigold, the mage, and a trusted friend, appeared on the scene. With her fiery spirit and unwavering loyalty, Triss came to Ciri's defense, reprimanding the men for their thoughtless behavior.

"You ought to be ashamed of yourselves," Triss scolded, her eyes flashing with a mix of indignation and concern. "Ciri showed courage in expressing herself, and instead of appreciating her, you choose to mock her."

The men, taken aback by Triss's forceful words, fell into an uneasy silence. They realized the weight of their actions and the impact they had on Ciri's vulnerable spirit. Lambert and Coen exchanged glances, their expressions reflecting a mixture of regret and understanding.

Ciri, finding solace in Triss's support, felt a renewed sense of confidence. Triss's defense provided her with a shield against the harsh words and allowed her to reclaim her dignity. With a steady breath, she stepped forward, no longer allowing the men's teasing to dictate her emotions.

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Mates Rates.

As a bunch of Teens we all tended to hang out at Gazza’s place as he had his own bungalow plus it was right beside a lake so all summer long was spent swimming and playing music in the bungalow.

We pretty much treated it as our own and even if Gazza was out we still hung out there free of any sort of supervision.

One afternoon after a swim I wandered over to the bungalow and waltzed in as normal, there was a flurry of movement as I came through the door and sat on the bed beside Pam’s knees before I realised what I had just glimpsed.

Barry was sitting on the bed with his feet on the floor, Pam was laying along the bed on her stomach with her head in his lap and I’m pretty sure I had just walked in on a blow job.

As nonchalantly as I could I said “well, carry on, don’t let me stop ya!”

Barry leaned back on his hands and grinned, Pam’s cheek went bright red as she turned to look at me exposing Barry’s very stiff and very bare cock.

I grinned cheekily and swatted her bum “well …. go on”

I couldn’t help but notice the short skirt she was wearing and the white knickers displayed underneath and Pam also couldn’t help but notice my stiffening tent in the front of my Speedo’s.

“I know why you sat there Shaun” stated Barry, “its so you can perv at her bum while she sucks me off” he said with a giggle while trying to turn Pam’s face back to his cock.

She resisted a bit then looked me in the eye, smirked and slipped her lips over his knob for a second then looked back at me and my rapidly expanding Speedo’s.

“so how do you rate it?” asked Barry looking at her shapely bum and pulling her skirt towards him to expose it.

“2 out of 10” I said as they both looked at me in shock.

I grinned “well I can’t actually see it with those knickers in the way”

Pam looked sort of relieved and sort of embarrassed and again slipped her mouth over his knob.

Barry slid his hand under her knickers and pushed them down a fair way but could not really expose much. “well have a proper look see if the rate goes up” he laughed pushed one side down as far as he could.

I reached over and pulled the other side down, Pam looked at me and my obvious erection but didn’t try to stop us so I reached over with both hands and pulled them right down and since no one tried to stop me stood up and pulled them all the way off.

Pam got rather energetic as all this was happening and Barry’s concentration centred on his dick for a bit while I sat on Pam’s calves and stared hungrily at her shapely bum.

Barry croaked hoarsely “well … how do you rate it now?”

Pam stopped moving to hear the answer, “8 out of 10” I said.

“looks great but I can’t tell how firm it is” I grinned.

“well sit on it” said Barry unexpectedly.

I though he would have said touch it but Pam was watching me expectantly to see what I would do so I slid up until my balls nestled in her join and my super hard cock was nestled along her bum crack.

Pam went back to sucking and stopped when she heard Barry say “well not with your speedo’s in the way”

She looked up at Barry then looked back at me thoughtfully for a few tense seconds …

“well OK, but your not putting it inside me” she said staring at me determinedly.

I nodded and quickly removed my Speedo’s before resuming my spot.

Pam reached back and pulled one cheek to allow my dribbling erection to fit deeper into her crevice.

Barry looked at me with a lust filled gaze “how do you rate it now?”

“its so firm, smooth and warm it definitely deserves a 10 out of 10” I croaked

“You like that do you” moaned Pam “but if you try and put it in its over, understand!”

My cock was dribbling enough to allow it to slide smoothly “it feels just as good as the real thing” I breathed as the lubrication spread and I could thrust longer movements.

Occasionally my knob would push against her rosebud and get caught until I stopped the pressure but Pam seemed to not mind after a while.

Pam was taking Barry deeper then squirmed her hand underneath herself and I felt and heard the squishing as she fingered herself.

She was wriggling around a lot now and getting right into it.

“fuck, … is he fucking you?” moaned Barry

Pam slid her mouth off his cock “no, I have my fingers blocking him just in case” she moaned before sucking him back in again.

Barry grabbed her hair and was now fucking her mouth, Pam moved her other hand down to join her other hand and I was getting very close to cumming.

A few more strokes and I passed the point of no return and pushed my knob hard against her bumhole as I groaned loudly and emptied my load into her arse.

Barry could take no more and thrust firmly against her mouth as he blew his load into her mouth yelling “swallow it, swallow it”.

Pam pushed his cum out and yelled “let me turn over, I don’t want it to run into my hole”

I jumped off and she quickly turned over “put it back where it was” she cried.

I kneeled between her legs and placed my knob against her bum hole now slippery with my cum and watched avidly as she used one hand to rub her clit and the other to slide inside her as she wriggled against my still hard cock.

“that is so hot” I moaned as we watched her pleasuring herself

she looked up and said to Barry “Rub my tits, let me suck on you”

My cock was back to full hardness and I noticed Barry’s was also stiff as a board as he bent it down to put it in her mouth and started to roll her nipples.

My knob head was now slipping fully inside her bum as she moved herself up and down in a frenzy her fingers pushed hard inside her and her other fingers rubbing side to side across her clit.

A muffled roar escaped around Barry’s cock and she thrust her self hard on to my cock which stalled and then slid all the way inside her bum as I watched and felt her abs rhythmically spelling out her orgasm.

My previous cum had coated her hole making it easy to slide so as she was in the throes of her orgasm I started a surreptitious thrusting.

Barry and I grinned at each other both still fully embedded inside her “WOW” we said at the same time and laughed.

About 20 seconds later Pam’s fingers started to stroke her clit slowly again, I could feel her fingers inside her sliding along my erection through the thin wall between them.

“ffmmuff mffee” she mumbled but we could guess what she was saying so I gently started to stroke in and out until she kicked me to indicate she wanted it harder and faster.

Barry needed no encouragement as he was getting his rocks off and took no notice of the occasional gagging.

I was getting about half my length out before slamming back into her arse again as I watched her fingers flying across her clit with 4 fingers now jammed deep inside her pussy.

Barry let go with a deep growling moan followed closely by me thrusting as far inside as I could while I spurted whatever I had left deep inside her.

A few seconds of frenzied fingers later Pam bucked and moaned as her second orgasm ripped through her.

Barry rolled off to the side his surprisingly clean cock laying limply over his jeans but when I started to move out Pam stopped me spitting out his cum“I think it might make a huge mess if you pull it out” she said worriedly.

“Just carry her to the lake” said Barry

Well, Barry was still dressed as was Pam, it was only me that was nude and its not far through the garden to the lake, I was still fairly stiff so it was worth a try.

I thrust back inside the slippery mess and did a few more thrusts as it was feeling pretty good.

“my god, I can feel it getting hard again” giggled Pam as she wriggled beneath me.

I leaned forward and started thrusting again until I was well on my way again and as hard as I was earlier.

Barry helped me lift her up with her legs high up around me and followed close behind pinching my butt as I tried to waddle my way through the garden, I stopped, pushing Pam against a tree and thrust hard again until I nearly came then we waddled on to the lake where Barry helped me lay her down.

Pam looked at me “are you nearly there again?” I just nodded “well finish off then” she urged.

This time I looked her in the eyes as I pounded into her, Pam looked across to see Barry was looking the other way keeping watch and she slid one hand between us to rub her clit and used the other to pull me in for a deep passionate kiss until we climaxed at the same time.

She looked guiltily towards Barry then said “quick, get in the water, its sliding out”

We slid off the edge and into the water where the cold water got rid of any residual hardness and any mess as I slipped out.

Pam stripped her wet clothes off and lay them out to dry, as she was bending over Barry sidled up behind her and poked his hardon into her pussy pushing her off balance and they ended up both face down on the grass with Barry on top thrusting deeply.

“Don’t you dare cum inside me!” exclaimed Pam

“Suck him off” croaked Barry

“I’m all done” I said wearily

“I don’t care, I just wanna see her mouth wrapped around your cock” he said.

Pam looked up at me and just grinned so I slid my legs down either side of her head and she slurped my soft cock into her mouth.

Barry was obviously getting close so Pam lifted off my cock and reminded Barry about not cumming inside her before slurping me back in, Barry pulled out, moved up and slid swiftly into her cum drenched bum; Pam wasn’t expecting that and clamped down firmly on my cock as she lifted up stretching out my half engorged but still very much soft cock.

Barry Groaned out loud as it looked like she had deep throated me and he pushed her head back down fully into my groin and with several deep hard thrusts came loudly deep inside her bum before rolling off to the side.

Pam slithered into the water to clean up then lay down between us looking at my soft cock, “pity ... I’m horny again” she breathed.

I hesitated but then rolled between her legs and slid down to run my tongue over her clit, she shuddered and pushed me down a bit so I thrust my tongue inside her for a short while until she guided me back up to her clit.

Barry stripped off and had a swim to clean up then while I was laying front down full length between Pam’s legs he sat on my butt.

I jerked a bit in surprise but he didn’t try and do anything, just sat there with his soft cock laying on my bum crack so I went back to worrying Pam’s clit.

“How was it in your bum” Barry asked Pam

“It was a bit weird and hurt at first but after a while I relaxed and when it went in it sort of popped past a tight bit then after that it was all good, I wouldn’t say it could get me off at all but I didn’t mind it and it felt good, it was nice to feel you cum inside me instead of worrying that you would pull out in time.” she said between groans.

“Yeh it was awesome to cum inside you for once even if it was the wrong hole and watching you with Shaun is super hot” he added.

At this point I was feeling a bit used like a sex toy, wasn’t sure if Barry’s cock was getting firmer and if I was ready for the possibility of that so I slid a couple of fingers inside Pam and curled them up to her G spot and she quickly blasted into another explosion of moaning and shuddering as her orgasm tore through her body.

“SPRUNG” yelled Gazza as he and his younger sister Dottie bounded into view.

Barry leaped off me but Pam had my head firmly trapped between her squashing thighs with her hand on the back of my head holding me tight against her orgasming pussy and I’m not really sure if she noticed anything around her at the moment.

My hearing was quite muffled by Pam’s inner thighs but I heard Gazza laughingly say “I never thought I’d see you fucking Shaun while he licked out your girlfriend”

“What, no, I was just sitting on him while I watched him finish her off after I came”

Dottie squeaked “eww, so he was eating your cum”, “no I came in her bum” laughed Barry “we both did” eliciting another “eww” from Dottie.

Pam finally stopped spasming and collapsed back spreadeagled and groaned in relief “fuuuck meeee that was good”

I just grinned at a job well done, sat back and looked around.

Dottie was red in the face looking at Barry’s half hard dick and mine which was also surprisingly half hard, Gazza had a full on erection straining against his togs as he stared down at Pam

“love to” said Gazza lustily

It took a few moments for any of us to realise he was replying to Pam’s “fuck me” statement

“may as well” said Barry, “be rude not to” I said; Pam just rolled her eyes and sighed “fine” and pulled her knees back.

Gazza pulled his togs down and his erection sprung back up hitting his stomach with a loud thwack.

He knelt between Pam’s legs and slid half his length straight into her pussy “mmm” she moaned “I didn’t mean in there” as she wriggled around until a few strokes later he was balls deep and moaning loudly.

“No seriously, I can’t let you cum in there” she said firmly tilting her hips back to try and slip off him, Gazza took the hint and pulled out, Pam lined him up and he slid easily straight in to the hilt in her bum.

Dottie cringed “doesn’t that hurt?”

“Nah, once you relax and its slippery enough its as easy as and you don’t have to worry about getting preggers” puffed Pam as Gazza pounded into her and let go with another load deep inside her.

“My god I can feel him spurting so much!” exclaimed Pam grinning.

Bazza pulled out looked down and slid into the water, Pam started to sit up, stopped for a bit then grabbed Barry’s shirt and stood up, “gotta go to the dunny” she squirmed as she waddled off to the nearby old garage outhouse squeezing her cheeks together as she went.

Dottie sat down in front of me so I reached forward and unclipped her bikini top which flicked off before she realised and had a chance to stop it.

She squealed and hid her boobies until Barry looked at her crossed arms and said lustily, “go on, I’ve always wanted to see those beauties”

Dottie flushed bright red again but nervously lowered her arms a bit “whoa … beautiful” breathed Barry, Dottie’s breathing shuddered and she slowly revealed her perfect firm but small boobs to his staring eyes.

I moved a hand to her side and slowly slid it up to cup one breast, she shivered but didn’t try and stop me so I did the same with the other hand then lightly teased her rock hard nipples.

Barry knelt in front and leaned in to take the breast I was offering into his mouth as I nibbled on her neck from behind.

“Oh my god” breathed Dottie as she squirmed in delight and held Barry’s head to her as he suckled.

I looked over at Gazza standing thigh deep in the water and noticed he had a full hard on as he watched his sister be pleasured by two of his mates, I wondered briefly if they had ever done any “exploring” growing up.

Pam walked down with Barry’s shirt on took a long look at the scene then removed the shirt and slipped in to the water beside Gazza to wash up before standing beside him.

Barry turned to look at Pam who looked back then reach across to wrap her hand around Gazza’s erection and said to her boyfriend “go down on her, show her what its like”

Barry turned back to Dottie looking at her wide eyed innocence and slowly pulled her bottoms off her shapely legs, she was powerless to stop him as he kissed the inside of her knees and worked his way slow up.

“oh oh oh” she shuddered as a small orgasm overtook her and she pulled his head in to her pussy and shuddered again.

“oh my god, oh my god, oh my god” she moaned as the waves of her pleasure overtook her.

“I can’t, there nothing left inside” said Pam as I looked over; Gazza had moved behind her and was poking her with his hard on.

Pam grabbed his cock and pulled him along to the others then said “sit on his bum and watch while I go get some lube.

She guided Gazza down to sit with his erection in her boyfriends bum crack causing Barry to jerk as I had earlier then she was off to the bungalow.

I could see the precum dripping off the end of Gazza’s cock into Barry’s bum crack and as Gazza leaned forward to get a better view of his sisters pussy he slid in the slime and Barry moaned.

Pam turned up with some cream and laid down the challenge “go on you two, I dare ya’s to do it proper deep until Gazza cums”

“I’ve always wanted to know what it like so I’m game” said Barry sheepishly,

“I dunno if I can get excited enough to cum but a dares a dare so hand over the lube” laughed Gazza

“and … if I’m gunna need a bit of excitement then I dare you to lick Dottie out while we watch!”

Once again Dottie went bright red but after a brief pause Pam said defiantly “Ok, your on … or rather … your in”

“Your going to love it” I breathed into Dottie’s ear as I gently rolled her firm little nipples in my fingers

Barry moved to the side to allow Pam to replace him between Dottie’s legs and she wasted no time having a tentative lick between her folds, she looked up at my lust filled gaze over Dottie’s shoulder and stuck her tongue as far inside her as she could then slowly and maddeningly danced her tongue all the way up through her folds to her clit before repeating again and again.

Dottie was squeezing my forearms firmly as she shuddered slowly and inevitably towards another climax.

Barry was so engrossed in the show that he didn’t even flinch as Gazza slid gently inside him and started to slowly thrust with his eye glued to Pam’s tongue as it teased Dottie closer.

The show the girls were putting on had me so randy I was close to cumming myself and my dick was only touching Dottie’s back as she leaned back against me.

Dottie let go of my arms and pulled Pams head against her as she tipped over the edge into a slow burning but intense orgasm.

A low grumbling groan indicated Gazza had cum as well, Barry moaned out “Pam, suck me!” and she wriggled out of Dotties grasp to force her way under Barry to take him in her mouth while he wriggled against the softening erection inside him.

I was so close I quickly kneeled between Dottie’s legs and slid my cock into her entrance and up against a firm resistance, somehow, through her moaning, she whispered hoarsely “please don’t, I’m saving myself for my husband” and grasped my erection sliding it up to her clit, she moaned and started to slide me between her slippery folds and back down and into her hole, I knew she would not stop me if I pushed into her but I held back as she did the circuit again. I was too close to resist and as she slipped my knob back inside her hole again I blasted her with spurt after spurt filling her entrance as I somehow forced myself not to thrust through her hymen.

Dottie slid me back up to her clit and rubbed my cum covered knob over and around her clit as she again shuddered through another climax.

I collapsed on top of her as the shuddering slowly died away, “Thanks” she whispered as she held my face in her hands as she looked lovingly into my eyes.

In the background I vaguely remember Barry’s deep growl of satisfaction and the slapping sound as Pam jerked his cock to finish him off but I only had eyes for Dottie.

I had secretly had a crush on Dottie for a long time and suspected she also had a crush on me but the bro code had stopped me from taking that first step and we had stayed friends only.

But now all bets were off and I kissed her long and deep as she returned my passion.

We had not realised how long it had been until Gazza cleared his throat saying “Geez you two, get a room!”

All three of them had obviously had a swim to clean up and were just sitting there in a row cross legged watching us and grinning.

I rolled off to the side dragging a trail of cum across Dotties thigh.

Pam looked down at the cum in her crotch, “finally lost the V card with your love eh Dottie” she said grinning, Gazza looked a bit weird at us but I couldn’t really work out the look.

“No, she still has it” I said more for Gazza’s benefit than anyones changing his look to perplexed before grinning.

“Mum would kill you both if she found out otherwise” he laughed.

I gently helped Dottie up and we cleaned up in the lake before joining the others in getting dressed and back to Gazza’s bungalow.

Dottie and I were still sitting on the little swing chair kissing when her mum and dad drove into the yard, her mum looked at us and got out of the car and started to walk towards us but her dad grabbed her arm and pulled her off course and I heard him mumble something like “leave them, he’s the best of the lot” as he dragged her mum inside.

I left Dottie and walked into the house behind them and blurted out to her mum “I really like Dottie and want to be her boyfriend if you’ll let me”

She looked a bit stunned and as Dottie hurried in behind me she looked at us both and said “fine … but if you hurt her I’ll hurt you double”

Dottie’s dad grinned but Dottie just looked at me “what?”

“will you be my girlfriend?” I said

Dottie looked around at her dad grinning, her mum softening then back at me …

“oh I suppose so” she tried to say nonchalantly but couldn’t help grinning and hugged me before grabbing my hand and dragging me out.

From then on her mum was always making excuses to come down to the bungalow and nearly caught us a couple of times.

One time Dottie was sitting in my lap with my bare cock nudging inside her bare arse under her dress, Pam was between her legs licking her pussy while Dottie was jerking Barry off under the blanket, luckily we were all dressed and only getting started as the door opened, Pam moved back and Dottie just held her hand still while it was still wrapped around Barry’s cock, Gazza had just gone to Dotties room to grab some lube so he could do Pam.

Dotties mum looked around the door asking sweetly if we’d like a snack not suspecting my knob was inside her daughters bum as I still had my jeans on but after we said no she was satisfied there were too many people in there for anything to happen and left us alone for the rest of the day.

Pam was the kinky one of the group and got Dottie to bend over the bed while I fucked her arse, Dottie had decided it was a great idea to save her pussy and let me use her arse so this was pretty normal and both Barry and I had dumped loads inside her and Pam’s bums the previous day.

Barry got in front so Dottie could suck him off then after I came Pam sat on Dotties hips and used the lube to jerk gazza’s cock until he was just about to cum, she leaned back and both Gazza and I thought she was aiming his cock at her hole but instead she lined it up with Dottie and wrapped her legs around him and pulled him inside, it took a few moments before Gazza realised he was inside his sisters arse and tried to pull back but Pam just pulled him forward again.

Dottie had no idea who it was and pushed back onto it and by then it was too late to stop and he unloaded more than half way inside her while Pam giggled madly.

Dottie then realised something was up and looked back to see her brother convulsing inside her, looked at Pam in annoyance and turned back to continue sucking as Barry had seen what happened and the thought put him over the edge and he filled Dottie’s mouth with cum.

I was surprised but not surprised and really didn’t know how to react as Dottie turned to look at me as Barry’s cock was pumping into her mouth.

I shrugged as she kept her eyes locked on mine, it was the first load she had ever received into her mouth.

“Kiss her Pam” I said as Dottie was lifting off Barry’s cock grinning as Dottie caught on to my plan, Pam slid sideways on her back beside Barry and Dottie wasted no time slipping her tongue into Pams mouth then let the cum pour in, Pam had always refused to let any of us cum in her mouth and it took a few moments to realise what had happened and tried to wriggle away but Dottie held firm.

“Swallow it Pam” I ordered, “yeh swallow it Pam” said Gazza who was a little pissed off and sounded it.

Pam was trying not to gag as she looked around seeing her fun had backfired and bravely swallowed then after Dottie released her said meekly, “sorry guys, I just thought it would be funny”

Dottie grabbed her by the throat and said in a menacing way “Pam …. you should have seen the look on your face” then cracked up laughing.

My smirk had broadened into a full on laugh and Gazza softened and laughed

Barry just groaned “that was so hot”

Gazza looked at Pam “that was a bit much tricking me”

Barry piped up “yeh so for penance you have to swallow a load from both Gazza and Shaun and lick Dottie out”

Pam looked down and said softly “OK I’m sorry”

Dottie asked “do all you guys taste the same? that the first I’ve tasted and its not as bad as I’d heard it was”

“yeh the taste is similar but the texture just feels slimy when you swallow so I don’t like to do that” replied Pam.

It was a couple of days later before Gazza and I had the chance to make Pam swallow.

It was a few days after that when Dotties Mum caught us.

We were in the bungalow alone for once and after a fair bit of pashing I was laying back on the bed with my jeans around my ankles and Dottie was nude from the waist down, she was sitting on my belly pretending like it was her cock and was jerking me off at the same time as she was rubbing my shaft against her clit.

Her mum must have been listening at the door and when she heard me moan out loud as I was cumming and burst through the door.

My first spurt had shot over my legs as the door opened but Dottie let go of it to cover her mouth in shock and my cock thwacked up against her pussy and continued to spurt all over Dottie’s bare pussy as both Dottie and I stared at her mum in horror and her mum stared at my spurting cock between her daughters inner lips with her hands over her mouth just like her daughter.

“I though you promised me you’d stay a virgin until you were married” stammered her mum

“she is/I am” we both cried out as her mum watched the last couple of spurts dribble out of my cock.

Dottie stood up and I quickly stood beside her my cum running down Dotties thighs and also hanging in a long thread from my still throbbing cock.

“she still has her hymen” I blurted out “you can check if you like” exclaimed Dottie as she quickly sat back down on the bed and spread her legs.

Dottie’s mum was very religious and I could see she was torn between running away and wanting to know so I said softly “check her, it will ease your mind and you will know the truth for yourself”.

I put my hand on her back and guided her forward to kneel in front of her.

Dottie pulled her knees back and spread them even more but there was cum everywhere inside making it hard to see.

“see, its still there” I said spiking her interest, she looked closer and wiped my mess away from inside her Daughters entrance until she could clearly see it.

“OK, I believe you now but this mess is everywhere” she said looking at the mess in her daughter, the string hanging from my now soft but still engorged cock swinging just in front of her face and her dripping fingers she was holding out in disdain.

“We intend to wait until we get married” I stated firmly, then softly said “you can wipe that off on me”

Without thinking she reach forward a few inches and wiped her fingers across my cock then realised she had touched it and her hands flew to her mouth in shock before she rushed from the room.

All was silence for a few moments then I said “well that went well”

Dottie giggled “mum just rubbed your cock and tasted your cum, I wonder if she liked it?”

It took all my control to hold back the laughter.

Dottie and I gradually became exclusive with each other as we became more emotionally entangled, luckily the others accepted it easily and gradually stopped involving us in their many sex sessions although we would often watch them as we made love to each other.

A couple of months in Dottie got a bit unwell and her Mum took her to the doctor and to our shock discovered Dottie was pregnant … and even more shocking found she was still a virgin.

The talk around her parents table that night was not pleasant but we worked out she must have gotten pregnant that time when her Mum caught us and I filled her entrance when Dottie let go of my cock as it was spurting.

Dottie’s Dad did not believe she was still a virgin but her Mum said both her and her doctor had inspected her to confirm.

We both stated that we made a promise to save Dotties virginity until her wedding night and even if she was pregnant it was not going to change that promise.

We were not able to get married until around 6 weeks after our son was born so we still laugh that our son technically took her virginity and her Mum went around telling everyone her daughter had a virgin birth much to Dottie’s chagrin.

Our sex life has exploded now that we are married and Dottie has a huge ***********ion of sex toys already and we have gone back to joining in with the others as she wanted to try different cocks to see the difference, Barry was more than willing to supply her second cock and one time when Gazza was just about to cum in Pam while they were going at it reverse cowgirl style, Dottie pushed her backwards, slipped off Barry’s cock and impaled herself on Gazza’s cock as it was erupting. Barry just groaned out loud and finished himself off seeing Dottie fuck her brother.

Dottie giggled madly then sat on Pam’s face so I took the opportunity to slip one into Pam while pashing on with my wife.

Life is good and so much fun!

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Mothers Day

All peoples in this story are over 18 and its just a made up story, in case you were wondering!

Mothers Day was pretty much the same as any other Sunday except our little band of Teen boys took a few minutes out of our busy schedules to wish our respective Mothers a Happy Mothers Day before meeting up at Brian’s place as usual to play in our old paddock bomb and assorted motorbikes.

The five of us like to hang out there as there was a big bushy paddock next door, Brian’s Dad was hardly ever home as he drove trucks interstate and much to Brian’s annoyance the other four of us liked to perve on his hot Mum.

We had a great day and on towards evening found out that several Mothers had arranged an evening out getting pampered in a spa, getting a nice meal at a club and getting a few drinks with a strip show while our dads were just hitting the pub so they had chipped in for a few pizzas for the kids.

Us five boys decided to skip the kiddies club leaving it to the older daughters to manage and we trooped off back to Brian’s place.

Brian’s Mum is cool and agreed to let us hang out there and even did a few fashion shows with different outfits to ask our opinion.

All five of us voted for the short tight little black micro dress but Brian’s Mum went for a loose floral mid thigh number anyway as she “did not want any undue attention”, She rarely drinks and doesn’t like warding off the drunks who find her just as attractive as we do.

The main reason we wanted to hang out at Brian’s place was that he had discovered his Dads secret stash of porno videos so we couldn’t wait to watch them.

I guess his Dad gets a little lonely on the road and always takes a couple of different ones away on his trips as even though there are no labels on them we all know them off by heart.

With Pizzas scoffed, Mum gone and snacks at the ready we chucked in the first tape and eagerly watched Debbie do Dallas and other various titles.

A few movies in we all got the shock of our lives when watching a dildo slide in and out of a neatly trimmed pussy with much moaning, the dildo slowly slid out and headed up to the mouth of the woman to lick and we saw that it was Brian’s Mum !

Now this movie was obviously an amateur made one and she had made it for her husband as she was using his name … as she sucked on the dildo that had just been inside her pussy stating she wish it was his big cock instead etc etc.

After a few shocked seconds Brian jumped up and stopped the tape, no amount of begging, pleading, bribing or anything else would convince him to let us watch it … bugger!

It was all we could talk about for a while but another movie swayed us away from the topic.

Anyway, a couple of hours later we heard a Taxi pull up and Brian quickly removed the tape and placed it back before his Mum staggered in very much the worse for wear.

She wobbled over to the recliner and flopped down in it trying to ask about our night but kept wandering off on a tangent and we could hardly understand her anyway but she “had a wonderful time, drank far too much, fell off a chair and busted the elastic in the leg of her undies, danced with a naked stripper, had an awesome meal, had a very relaxing massage at the spa and wished her hubby was home because she wanted to ravage him”

We all thought it was hilarious as none of us had ever seen her drunk and we convinced Brian to get the video camera out and sat it on the table to record her drunken ramblings.

Her speech became slower and more slurred, she was slowly sinking down in the seat and her dress was getting higher up as time went by, Barry was sitting on the floor and had sneakily moved until he was in front of her so he could look up her dress, I joined him when I saw his eyes widen after she squirmed a bit.

I could see Barry had an erection, but then so did we all especially after seeing “That Video” and now seeing her here in front of us.

Barry looked me in the eyes and made a slight nod towards Brian’s Mum and when I looked over I could see that one leg of her undies was gaping open and we could see half her pubes and a bit of pink.

She was really out of it by now and had slid down even further with her neck at a bad angle, her breathing was coarse so I said to Brian that we better pull her forward a bit so her neck is not bent like that.

We first tried to wake her but even slapping her legs [which may or may not have been intentional to spread them a bit more] did nothing to rouse her so Barry stood between her knees, put a hand under each knee and dragged her a few inches further until her neck straightened out.

He then turned around and sat back on the floor leaving her legs spread as they were.

Luckily Brian didn’t notice and after a few minutes we could turn and get a much better view.

Barry had also slid her a bit sideways dragging her undies to the side more and when I looked you could see all the way from one leg to the trimmed edge on the other side of her pussy.

“Do you see that?” said Barry with alarm, I looked in seeing virtually all of her pussy … then realised what he had spotted and moved closer for a better look.

Brian loudly whispered angrily “Hey get out of it” and dragged me back “Dude, you better have a look at that” whispered Barry.

Brian started to drag Barry away until he said “Dude, there is cum dripping out of your Mums pussy”

“What?” said Brian sharply.

“your Mums been fucking someone else!” said Barry

Brian moved in a spread her legs harshly to get a better look then he leaned in and smelt her … “fucking dirty slut” he spat harshly and was about to slap her by the looks but Barry grabbed him.

Brian stormed out, stormed in, stormed out again and paced around fuming.

Barry in the meantime moved right in for a closer look and then pushed a finger into her before sliding his fingers together and smelling them, “yep, smells just like mine but with the extra smell of nice pussy”

I had a turn sliding my two fingers in deeply “fuck that feels awesome” I said rubbing my stiffie

Rob scooted over and checked her out sliding a finger in and smelling her pussy with Gary doing the same “looks even better that the movie” he quipped

Barry snuck back in sliding his fingers inside her and we all noticed he was rubbing his cock with the other hand and looked at Brian to make sure he was not going to get hit then he unzipped and knelt closer and rubbed his cock on her pussy while looking for any sign of movement from Brian’s Mum.

“hey you can’t do that you might wake her” said Brian

“whats she gunna do, tell your Dad?” scoffed Barry then he found her hole and slid inside her gently.

“Oh fuck, wow, oh oh oh Unngh” said Barry as he pushed deep and jerked several times as he unloaded for the first time inside a woman.

Barry slid out and collapsed back looking at Brian guiltily to see if he was about to get hit.

He grinned happily, “I just lost my V card” he bragged.

“doesn’t matter now I suppose” said Brian unhappily so I pulled my shorts off as didn’t want that mess on them and knelt for a turn.

I poked and prodded a bit before finally finding the hole and gently slid in deep “its a lot further down than I though” I grinned as I gently slid full length in and out until I too dropped that load I had been building up all evening trying very hard to keep a little quiet as I shuddered and shook in the most pleasure I have ever had.

I looked around and high fived Barry “me too” I croaked

Gary hardly had the head in her hole before he started grunting and groaning as he added his cum to the mix then Rob did as I did and stripped his shorts off, he had a good look at her pussy before her lined up his cock and pushed in several times then moaned loudly as he deposited his load deep inside her.

I looked over at Brian and noticed he was still scowling but the front of his shorts was poking out, “c’mon Brian, you have to do it as well then you can’t tell on us”

Brian looked shocked, Barry added “its just a sluts pussy, who knows how many dicks have been in it”

Brian looked around at us all egging him on to join the ex virgins club and finally said “fuck it” and did.

He did not seem to care if he woke her as he thrust hard and fast until he growled deeply and spurted shot after shot inside her.

I was amazed she could sleep through that so I moved in and this time found her gaping hole easily and had a much longer lasting fuck that was even better than the first time as I didn’t hold back and let loose another large load.

Gary was the only one who went for seconds and we couldn’t stop grinning at each other with how good the second time was.

What a mess, cum had dripped out all over the front of the chair and down on to the floor as well as flowing under her bum so I went and grabbed some dunny paper to clean her up, Brian said to just leave her in her filth but I wiped the chair and floor up anyway then grabbed the foot stool, pulled her undies back in place and made her comfortable.

I think Brian had regrets as he grabbed a blanket to cover her and everyone headed home.

I remembered the video as I was leaving and took the tape out and put it in my bag, I was about to put the camera away when Brian came back in to get the video, he opened it up “shit, there was no tape in it anyway” he said, I was about to say something when I thought better of it, he could get angry and show it to someone getting us all in trouble.

A few days later and not much has been said about what we did, on the one hand we are all happy to have lost our virginity but a bit ashamed about how we did, Brian is still mad and wants to tell his Dad about what his Mum did.

Brian and I headed to his bedroom to glue a broken switch back together when we heard his Dad pull up in the truck, I grabbed Brian and said, let him have a rest first Then we heard the door open and his Mum said she needed to tell him something.

We looked at each other, fuck, did she know what we did? His Mum hadn’t seen us come in and thought we were still over the paddock with the car so we listened in.

Apparently Mrs Taylor had put something in her drink and she got really really drunk, [Mrs Taylor had tried to seduce Brian’s Dad but he rejected her and shes been nasty ever since] she fell off her chair and nearly ripped her undies off and broke the elastic on one side so they were really loose.

All the girls were dancing with the strippers, there was two professional strippers who put on the shows and 4 amateur ones who walked around bottomless getting drinks and dirty dancing with the girls, those 4 had erections all night from all the grabbing and rubbing with some of the wives sucking and jerking them a little bit. She went on to say it was a great show and everyone was pretty horny including her and she danced with the guys while they rubbed up against her occasionally, it was all just in fun and she had no inclination to do anything more than some dancing.

She said she was very horny and wet with all the rubbing and erection and was looking forward to getting home and rubbing one out. One of the guys waltzed over to dance behind her and he had his erection rubbing her bum which she let him do then he danced around to in front of her and poked it into her crotch through her dress which she allowed then he squatted and wriggled his head against her crotch which she allowed while all the other girls hooted and hollered each other as they had all done this at some stage.

When he stood back up his erection accidentally went up the inside of her dress and because her undies were flopped to the side his dick slid into her an inch or so but because he had been on the edge of cumming for so long as soon as he felt her warmth and wetness he instantly exploded.

When she felt his dick start to slide into her she pushed him away and as he fell his cock was spurting out cum all over the place. She got the shits and went straight home where the boys helped her inside.

She went on to say she was so drugged that she didn’t realise his cum went inside her until the next morning when she woke up in the chair and it was leaking out, she had thought it was just on the outside but passed out before she made it to the shower.

I looked at Brian in shock.

She kept talking saying the guy apologised as she was leaving and said he did not do it on purpose it was just a mistake and told her he was so turned on he just exploded and it took him by surprise.

She then said that she is not apologising for the dirty dancing etc as that was all just in fun but wanted to let him know about it as since they were trying to have a baby and there is a possible problem, she has been tested for STD’s but the results are not back yet and they should talk about a termination if she is pregnant. She explained it to the doctor and he should be able to tell with 5 to 7 day of the conception day.

Brian looked at me and whispered “Fuck, his cum may have only been on the outside and all the rest deep inside her came from us, we can’t say anything to the others OK” I nodded agreement and we listened again.

His Mum went on to say that she had asked for a copy of the security video on the night and it showed Mrs Taylor spiking her drink and her pushing the stripper over as well as everything else that happened that night, she said she wanted to sit down with him and watch the whole thing.

I was surprised how Brian’s Dad took the news and he said they should wait and see about the baby as they had been trying for so long and didn’t want to waste the chance but he would raise it as his if that was what she wanted, he went on to say he didn’t mind her having fun like that but it might be a good idea to watch it in case she missed something in her drugged state and they might be able to come up with a good revenge plot on Mrs Taylor.

Mrs Taylor wanted his baby so maybe he could agree to it, drug her and get one of his dark friends to dump a load in her, they both laughed at that.

I turned to Brian, “I feel so bad about it now, your Mum and Dad are such a great couple, so trusting and open”

We heard her say that she had bought some condoms just in case but wouldn’t mind just a blowjob if he didn’t want to risk it then heard a zip and a suction sound and what sounded like a vibrator amongst the moans.

We decided to sneak out while we had the chance and as we snuck down the hallway we saw the bedroom door open and his Mum on her back using a vibrator and dildo on herself, we peeked around a bit more and his Dad was on top of her fucking her mouth.

She couldn’t see us but and either could his Dad, I was so turned on I lifted the leg of my shorts and started jerking off not caring that Brian was beside me, pretty soon Brian was too.

Watching her trust him enough to let him fuck her face while she held a vibrator on her clit while stirring that dildo round and round inside her was so damn exciting I soon had to grab my tissue out of my pocket and spurted hard into it.

I held out a second one to Brian and he soon filled it and we scooted out of there to the guttural sounds of his Dad cumming and the muffled moans of his sexy Mum.

A couple of months later they announced to everyone they were having a baby and five of us were all trying to work it out … there was a big possibility the dates matched but nobody wanted a DNA test so I guess we’ll never know.

Revenge

As Brian and I left his home with the sights and sounds of his parents love making ringing in our brains a little lightbulb moment happened to me.

“Hey Brian, you know how Mrs Taylor tried to seduce your Dad?, well, you look just like him so you should fuck her and we tape it!” I blurted

“Yeh and we all fuck her and show the tape to my Dad” he replied dripping with sarcasm

“Great idea” I grinned as we arrived at the shack we were building with the other guys.

That night Brian’s Mum and Dad went out for Dinner so Brian and I found the club video and watched the whole thing, my God, Brian’s Mum was the most conservative of the lot!

We saw Mrs Taylor jerking off two of the strippers at the same time and she even sucked one off while the other humped her from behind against her jeans. She fondled, jerked, sucked and rubbed strippers for most of the night between drinks. She was gagging for it.

We spotted Robs Mum hidden slightly behind the piano with a stripper humping between her legs and she had a dress on so it was possible he was fucking her for real, when he pulled back she straightened her clothing and dropped to her knees to suck him for a few seconds, maybe to clean him up?, we decided not to tell Rob.

I spotted my Mum jerking off a stripper for a few seconds

We saw Gary’s Mum take a strippers cock into her mouth for one stroke before laughing out loud to the cheers of the other women.

All we saw of Brian’s Mum was some dirty dancing and “the incident” and that was only a second or two which ended with the stripper on the floor shooting into the air then a few women touching him and licking their fingers as the rest laughed and hollered. Mrs Taylor leaned down and licked some cum off his cock then sucked him off.

Honestly there was so much fondling, rubbing and sucking going on its no wonder the strippers were on the verge of cumming all night.

I broached my idea to the rest of the guys the next day, The five of us hashed over my plan for the next few hours and even Brian managed to get enthusiastic about it.

1. get a spare bed from my Nanna’s shed and put it inside before we finish the last wall.

2. build a window out of bottles but have one with a clear base cut down so Brian’s Dad’s video camera could fit.

3. Rob would buy some condoms when he visited his cousin next week as Brian didn’t want Mrs Taylor to have his families DNA in her baby.

4. steal the pills Mrs Taylor gave to Brian’s Mum [we told the guys about that part] and spike her drink.

Mrs Taylor was what we would call ‘Mutton dressed as lamb’ and Mr Taylor was a meek bald headed guy who worked at the bank, she was always dressed to the nines with tons of makeup.

Brian started complimenting her every time he spotted her and it didn’t take long before she started flirting.

One afternoon we were all down at the river swimming when Mrs Taylor walked past and Brian called out hi, she came over and sat with him for a while, touching his arm, flicking her hair back etc etc, after she left we rushed over to him to find out.

“I told her I was interested in a certain woman and wanted to know if the setting I had was romantic enough and asked her to take a look at it, she said she would come over on Saturday afternoon when her husband played golf”

We all high fived each other and headed over to clean out “the Love Shack”

Saturday afternoon came and Brian spotted Mrs Taylor strutting down the road so he rushed out to say hi before guiding her across the paddock to our shack.

She was wearing a very short pleated dress and a button up shirt to make the most of her cleavage and had obviously had a few drinks under her belt already, as soon as they entered the shack I hit record and put the video camera in place and carefully made my way round to meet the other near the peep holes.

The pretence inside didn’t last long until she laid back showing her lack of underwear and dragged Brian’s shorts down then pulled him on top of her and guided his ¾ hard cock into place and he was soon plunging deep inside her wet pussy, things were not going to plan as going by his moaning he was about to cum.

I went back to the door and opened it a bit, Brian heard the sound and looked around so I pushed my finger into my mouth and he got the hint and straddled her chest then popped his prick into her mouth, she didn’t seem to care and was furiously thrumming her fingers across her pussy.

The wind pushed the door and it creaked open leaving me standing there with a tent in my shorts so I just said Hi.

Her legs slapped together in surprise but Brian was fully laying on her face so I just blurted out “well don’t stop, keep going”

Brian started thrusting again and I boldly walked over and gently pushed a knee to one side, she resisted for a second then let me spread her open and place her hand back on her pussy, she moaned and started frigging herself again obviously enjoying showing off so I unzipped and removed my jeans and positioned my cock with no sign of her stopping me.

Brian started to thrust and hold as he was apparently cumming in her mouth so I plunged inside her and started going as fast as I could, her mumbled moaning indicating her acceptance.

I motioned at the peepholes for the others to come in and they noisily barged in to watch.

Rob sat on the bad and reached under Brian to play with a tit and Gary did likewise, Brian started to get off her face but she grabbed his hips and held him in place, I saw her throat swallow and she started moaning again and thrashing around in an orgasm right before I thrust in deep and spurted several times.

As soon as I backed away Gary took a turn pumping away like a jackrabbit for several second before he too dumped his load in her.

Brian must have gained his erection back as he was doing like his Dad and fucking her mouth eagerly as Rob jumped in and plunged his cock inside her finishing just as she had another orgasm.

I was fully hard again so I jumped back on for another ride and watched in amusement as Brian’s cock throbbed and spurted inside her.

She mouthed him clean and he rolled to the side and it was only then that she could see the four of us.

“Oh Fuck” she exclaimed as she grabbed my butt, placed her feet on the sheet and started thrusting her pussy up to meet my downward thrusts for a few minutes before she shuddered and exclaimed “stop, wait wait” and held me still, I could feel her pussy squeezing rhythmically and pushed deep as I couldn’t stop the rush and came again.

As I pulled my slimy cum covered cock from her overflowing cleft she looked at Robs erection and smiled up at him in anticipation, he had no hesitation in filling her waiting hole with his meaty cock

Brian sat down to free her big boobs and she allowed him to remove her bra and shirt then pulled his head to her nipple and likewise encouraged Gary to do the same.

She reached out to fondle both their cocks as Robs pace picked up until he once again filled her with his seed.

She turned her head to Gary who was the only one of the two with an erection and smiled a yes to him and she was not long in bursting that orgasmic bubble again.

She pleaded with him to wait for half a minute then started wriggling on to his hard cock again until he got the hint and got into his rhythm again until he came.

We continued swapping around until the sun got low and she had to go home, I managed 4 times, Gary also managed 4, Rob had 3 and Brian was content with his 2.

Just as Mrs Taylor had her top back on Barry wandered in the door to see 4 boys with shrivelled cocks and a rumpled bed with Mrs Taylor sitting on the side of the bed with her dress still around her waist and cum covered pubes on show, his cock quickly rose as he realised what he had missed and a look of utter devastation flitted across his face.

She sighed and grinned as she lay back and said “well make it quick”

Twenty seconds later she smoothed her dress down, turned at the door and said “Hubby is playing golf again next Saturday” and sashayed out the door with a new load dribbling down her thighs.

The 180 minute video had run out already as I retrieved it but I said to the guys we needed to make one that didn’t show all our faces and agreed to do that next Saturday.

Brian Came over to my place with the Club Video and I made a copy of it, he also brought his Mums Dildo Video to let me watch it with him, I secretly copied that one too.

During the week we met with the boys and decided not to risk the close up videoing as we didn’t want to mess up a good thing and keep up our Saturday sessions.

Our next couple of Saturdays were just a repeat but word got around somehow and one of our female friends turned up at the door to check it out for herself, we reluctantly let her stay and watch until she got rather horny and let two of us finger her at the same time. She would not allow us to fuck her though so we had to be content with handjobs while fingering her.

I had just finished fucking Mrs Taylor and walked over to in front of Amy and jokingly suggested she clean my dripping cock off, I was still fairly hard and dripping a mixture of my mates cum off my dick so only intended to gross her out but keeping hold of the other two dicks she simply bent forward and took a tiny tentative lick.

“That’s not that bad” she said and sucked the head of my cock clean then again stated “its kinda funny feeling but the taste ain’t bad”.

I held her head and pushed all the rest of me inside her mouth and she did a marvellous job cleaning me up. “Now its your turn to pay me back” she said and let go of the others to lay back. I licked and fingered her to orgasm and when I tried to slip my dick in she quickly and loudly made sure to tell me, and every one else there, that she would not allow anyone here to fuck her.

Brian wandered past and Amy spoke out “I will suck you off if you return the favour”, Brian grinned and nodded while stepping in front of her and she got the next mouthfull of cum directly from the source.

“I think I like cleaning up better as you guys don’t try and gag me all the time” she said with a giggle “and it just seems more wrong” so every time one of us finished inside Mrs Taylor she cleaned us up and we would return the favour.

While Brian was fucking Mrs Taylor’s mouth she snuck over next to me and watched me cum inside Mrs Taylor’s pussy then when I pulled out she went to take me in her mouth but I guided her head towards the cum filled pussy I had just exited, she resisted at first but then started to lap away which Mrs Taylor loved [even though she did not know it was Amy]

We grinned at each other when she had finished cleaning out that pussy and turned to me and we 69’d while Barry moved in to slip his hardon inside the freshly cleaned pussy.

I must say the sight of Amy slurping the cum out had excited me a great deal and I came before Amy finished cleaning me.

Sadly Amy only turned up that once and refused any of our advances at school and basically denied any knowledge of that day.

We fucked Mrs Taylor’s for most of her pregnancy but with the arrival of the new baby she shut up shop for good … yep, she got pregnant on our first session with her so we still argue over who both those babies look like.

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“Anything exciting you would like to tell us about?,” Sarah asked nonchalantly.

“After my recent separation I changed the look of my pubes, the Helmut Newton model look, just like yours Sarah. I want to share my new look with a new male. My priority is a young boy, half my age to provide me exquisite cunnilingus. I want to be standing with my legs spread, naked apart from my heels while another man watches and masturbates.”

“Do you think a young boy would be experienced enough to provide you exquisite cunnilingus?,” Sarah asked her voyeuristic streak aroused.

By chance, (serendipity?), one of Roger’s gym buddies, Ryan, called to drop off some equipment. Instant chemistry as we introduced him to Catriona.

I took the initiative, knowing Catriona would get a buzz listening to what I was going to tell Ryan. “Catriona recently changed the look of her pubes, the Helmut Newton model look, just like Sarah’s, you know from experience what Sarah’s look like. She wants to share her new look with a new male. Her priority is a young boy, half her age to provide her exquisite cunnilingus. She wants to be standing with her legs spread, naked apart from her heels while another man watches and masturbates.

“Sarah asked her do you think a young boy would be experienced enough to provide you exquisite cunnilingus?”

“She must have forgotten I had watched Ryan giving her exquisite cunnilingus, standing with her legs spread, naked apart from her heels while I watched and masturbated.”

Wonderful sexual tension as Sarah tongue kissed Catriona. “Ryan is half your age, would you like him to provide you exquisite cunnilingus?Tongue fuck you? I know from experience he is good, very good. Do you want to be standing, legs spread, naked apart from heels while my man and I watch?

“Would you like to borrow a pair of my heels?,” Sarah asked as they continued kissing passionately.

A few minutes later Catriona was standing, legs spread, naked as Sarah helped her step into her heels while Ryan and I admired her naked body and her incredibly sexy pubic area.

“Do you want Ryan naked while he tongue fucks you Catriona?,” Sarah asked obviously turned on by the way events were playing out, as she commenced undressing him. Just as I remember Ryan has a good toned body and he is well hung.

“So good, just what I wanted, a young boy tongue fucking me, and your kisses are a bonus Sarah.”

“Send us some emails, make a diary for us, while you are on holiday and keep us posted. Don’t hold back on the detail,” Sarah smiled her voyeuristic streak for sexual detail obvious.

“Fuck me, hard really hard, that was such turn on for me, and I know it was for you, you had an erection watching them,” Sarah told me five minutes after they departed.

A week later Catriona’s emails commenced. “I never did tell you the other items on my bucket list. Two women, two men, one of each, bi-sex, seducing a young girl. Am I being greedy? Just as you requested I will try and include lots of intimate detail for you. Hope it is turn on for both of you. And the thought of a sexual liaison with you two should be on my bucket list.

“Arrived just after lunch and went for a walking tour in my cut off shorts and low heels. Lots of bare flesh on display around the pool area. Wonderful eye candy and my libido was in overdrive. Sandra introduced herself as I sat for a rest. A curvaceous, middle age, blond baby doll, her white bikini a wonderful contrast to her tanned skin. Less than an hour later we were both naked in her room as she gave me the most wonderful lesbian sex.

“In the afterglow I told her about my bucket list. I told her I had already taken care of my first priority, a young boy, half my age to give me exquisite cunnilingus, standing with my legs spread, naked apart from my heels while my girlfriend and her man watched.

“Tell me about your other bucket list items, Sandra asked hanging on to my every word. Two women, two men, one of each, bi-sex, seducing a young girl. Am I being greedy?

“I might be able to help with some of those she told me. When she asked have you ever had a young girl?, she really piqued my interest.

“She asked if I would like to meet her man that night, when he returned after he had attended to that days business. It was a real buzz having her dress my naked body in her expensive lingerie.

“A strange feeling when he arrived at eight and gasped as he looked at Sandra and I. We were both wearing her skimpy, sexy underwear with our hands all over each other. She told her man, Larry, to join us after he showered. He must have been ten-years younger than her, thin build and I was at a loss to understand Sandra’s attraction to him.

“He retuned from the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist as Sandra commenced tongue kissing me. When he dropped the towel, Sandra’s attraction to him was obvious: he had the biggest, thickest erection I had ever seen. Sandra licked and sucked my nipples while I sucked his erection. It was incredibly exciting for me as he fucked me doggy style while I gave Sandra lesbian sex.

“Instead of seducing a young girl, why not have a young girl seduce you?,” Sandra asked me. My room at two tomorrow. Heels and a short skirt. When I arrived there were three young girls, all nineteen-years old Sandra told me. One was kissing me as the other lifted my skirt and slid my thong off. You both know I love cunnilingus, a tongue fuck, standing with my legs spread with others watching. Sandra was watching and I was watching her as the third girl lifted her short skirt, slid her thong off and tongue fucked her.

“Sandra and I had a bath together after they left. She told me that was an item off her own bucket list. A talented nineteen-year old girl tongue fucking each of us as we watched each other. Guess what we did after that?”

“Send me an email Sarah or Roger, tell me something salacious about your sex life that I can entertain my new friends with.”

“Sarah and I are envious of your exciting holiday. She had asked me to arrange a young boy from my gym for our sexual pleasure on Sunday afternoon, nothing unusual for us. However this time I wanted to up the sexual tension for all of us. As I often do, when the boy arrived, I was naked under my short, black silk, dressing gown, no belt, my cock obvious as I had his full attention. Come and meet Sarah, I told him. She was topless, wearing heels and skin tight black, silk slacks as she sucked one of his fingers before she turned her back on us. I kissed her back and slowly slid my two fingers down her back until they made contact with the top of her slacks.

“The boy was rapt as he watched me very slowly slid her slacks to her knees and lick and kiss her glorious ass cheeks for his benefit before I watched him tongue fuck her. And….”

“Wow, I have added you two to my bucket list. Can I have that when I return?”

“On the Friday Sandra asked if I was still interested in having two men fuck me. She teased me by asking what my preferences would be. More teasing when she asked if she could watch. Larry had the biggest, thickest erection I had ever seen, does he have a friend?, I asked. She showed me some pics, the first pic was Sandra sucking Larry’s erection as he sat on a couch alongside a strongly build black man, with a huge cock. That’s Leroy and Gloria she told me.

“The second pic showed the same men, with the women swapped. The third pic showed Leroy sucking Larry’s cock, the fourth Larry sucking Leroy’s cock. He must be twelve-inches?, I asked naively.

“At eight that night Leroy was the center of attention for Sandra, Larry and I, he removed his shirt to show us his taut, six pack body while Larry rubbed oil over his torso and teased his nipples. He was kissing me passionately as I returned his kisses while Sandra stood behind him and removed his slacks, his large, semi-erect cock a huge turn on for me as he watched Sandra undress Larry. For the first time in my life I was teasing a huge male erection in each of my hands while the men rubbed oily hands over each other’s torsos.

“What a fuck that was, Leroy fucking me from behind, his hands on my ass, while Sandra watched as I sucked her man’s cock.

“Be home soon, can’t wait to catch up and tell you about some of the very adult entertainment. The last ten-days have been a huge learning curve for me, cunnilingus from either sex with others watching has to be my ultimate sexual pleasure.

“And you and Sarah are now number one on my bucket list. I can’t wait to very slowly slide Sarah’s tight black, silk slacks slacks to her knees and lick and kiss her glorious ass cheeks for your benefit before you watch me tongue fuck her. And….?”

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