0 comments/ 32924 views/ 1 favorites May Gets Well Oiled By: avalon_sunset Introduction: May is a sexy mature from Scotland. She has posted many images of herself in a wifey website and I have a large collection of her pics. We started to exchange emails and she told me about a time when her husband tied her to a sunbed in the garden and called a few of his friends in to see her, ordering them not to touch. I sent May a fantasy where I was one of the guests and made suggestions for a different scene along the same lines, but where women might be present. Please ignore her spelling, which she knows is not good... Barry.the storry is good and you now some off the things i felt but I cant say how embarsed iwas to see peopl I now staring at me. Later gill fucked me to the most best orgasm I can remembered . I have had a woman play with my boobs befor and I enjoyed the experiencd but I dont fancy women much. You can let women lick me in your fantasy but I have to be tied up and I have to be a bit sloshed.too. My sister gets me inot this kind of mess and she has a few lessy sessions at parties. But not me. I dont mind if the women enjoy my body. It is best if you make me fuck lots of fellas.love may. I cant wait to see the mess I am in. * The party was getting a bit dry as there is a mixture of people here, some ask the hostess to turn down the music, others want to dance. It seems that people have split into two or more parts depending on how they feel. In the kitchen, the group seem much better, lively and vibrant. There is a group outside, but the bores remain in the lounge, standing around in groups talking politely. As soon as I enter the kitchen, I am passed the wine bottle. I refill my glass and pass it on to May, who I met earlier. "I've had enough of this!" she said to me, but poured more into her glass. "I'll fall over!" She joked. "I'll make sure that I stand behind you," I grinned at her, knowing I looked lecherous. "Are you a gentleman?" She asked me, looking as serious as she can. "Not a chance!" I declared, hoping that she'd be impressed. "I don't care anyway!" She grinned back, holding my arm close to my wrist. " I've had too much of this! Well oiled, as my Ma used to say!" "It's a pity its not sensuous oil!" I joked back. She looked at me puzzled. "What's that?" she mumbled. "It is the best way to get oiled!" I said, enjoying her hand on my arm. I touched her upper arm in return, in a warm gesture. "I'm thick tonight darlin', you'll have to explain!" She leaned closer to me speaking low, as if this was to be a secret. Her lovely boobs squeeze into my forearm, giving me a cheap thrill. She wore a flimsy party dress with a low top. I am sure she did not wear a bra, yet I saw the shape of one when I admired her from behind earlier. Her nipple, a soft lump, pushes into my arm, inviting. The dress showed off her shape, sexy and touchable. I felt confident now, and moved closer so that my arm can rub her breasts, but I pretended that I wanted to whisper to her. She raised her head a little so that I could talk to her and I rubbed my arm across both of her lovely tits. "I think you ought to be treated to a sample of sensuous oils; it is a treat that every woman should try." "It sounds a bit sexy to me. Are you really a gentleman?" "Yes of course," I said, laughing at my blatant lie. "Tell me more," she said, still close. I smell her breath, a fine hint of alcohol, this mixed with the scent she wore and a sexy smell coming from her long hair. I started to look at this fine woman in a lusty way. Her breasts still squeeze my arm, so I become a little more daring. I move so that my hand gently rubs them, as I step to her other side. I again whisper to her, looking down her dress at her attractive bust. This time I do see a bra, yet I know that her nipples are becoming harder and easier to identify through the thin dress. "I will have to find out what she is wearing!" I decide. "I can show you what I mean," I say, hoping that she is interested. "OK!" she declared easily. "You may have to take your dress off!" I said, feeling even more confident. "No chance darlin'!" She laughed back. "I knew you were a dirty sod!" I grinned back, not offended. I was only playing with her; not at all expecting to get very close to her. "Anyway hun, tell me about it." She went on. "Well, I have to admit babes, that I really wanted to look at your boobs!" I wanted to be daring and honest -- nothing to loose. "Yeah, typical bloke!" she said still amused at my poor attempt at seduction. "Well babe, you would certainly warm things up a bit here! A bit of fun never goes astray. Besides, I think you have lovely tits!" I am really laying it on now. "Thanks hun' that's nice," she encouraged me. Then, "take me out to the garden, I feel hot and embarrassed!" I put my hands on her upper arms and turned her toward the kitchen door, led her past the table filled with party food and through the patio doors. As soon as we went into the darkness, the cool air on our skins made us feel so good. May raised her arms to enjoy the feel of the evening air. Many faces turned to see her and smiled, knowing how she feels. I move my hands down her body, resting on her sides, just behind and close to her breasts. Female hands reach out to her, encouraging her to join them. She pulls my hands down to her waist and says loudly. "You'd better help me hun', I might fall over!" People smile at her, some answering back, still encouraging. We join the group and they introduce themselves. They are a happy bunch and I felt good being with them, but the girls all gathered around May, pulling her from my happy grip. I let her go and they chatted happily. I stood with the guys for a while, but the group soon mingled again. "Barry's going to show me his erotic oils!" May said to the other girls. "I bet he says that to all of you!" She went on laughing. The other girls giggled also, at the crude attempt at getting a thrill. "Tell us about it Barry, said one of the men!" laughing with the group. "Well it is not erotic oil," I started, "it is sensual oil!" "Yeah, she has to get her kit off!" One of the women giggled, knowingly. "You men are easy!" "I know," I admitted happy to let it go. I just wanted to give her some pleasure!" "Ha!" many people said at once, not a bit impressed. I laughed too, happy to be honest. "Well it is a good idea!" May said in my defence, "On a night like this, it is perfect!" "Well sweets, said one of the women, if he has any erotic oil, I think he ought to share it with us!" The attractive blonde grinned at her friends who also nodded agreement. "Ah! I do have some!" I chipped in, my confidence returning. After a few moments, I am challenged to get it. "OK!", I turned to May and said, You up for this?" "You bet hun'!" she replied, facing me fully, daring me. In less than a minute, I run back from my car; I have my cloth oil bag, full of exotic massage oils and sweet smelling essential oils. I pull out a large bottle of pre-mixed oil and offer it to the group to smell. Finally, May sighs as she breathes in the fine, subtle scent. "That's lovely!" she says. "Tell me what it feels like on you arm," I urge her. I pour a little in my palm and pass it to one of the girls, then I hold Mays hand and lift her arm a little, rubbing the warm, smooth oil on her skin. She sighs, as is expected from this lovely solution. As I do this, the blonde woman pours some in her palm and offers it to her husband, who declines and points at May. "Let her enjoy it," he says to his woman. She grins, and takes May's other arm repeating what I do. In a while, the amazing scent of the musky oil spreads in the warm night air. In maybe, a minute or two, many hands have joined in the arm massage. I try to rub May's neck, but have to say that it might make a mess on her dress. "You should just take the dress off darling!" The blonde woman whispered to her. It did not sound as cheesy coming from her, and surprisingly, May nodded. Two of the women, with clean hands start to lift the dress, one unzipping the back, lifting it off cleanly, with it rubbing on oily skin. My eyes nearly pop out, when I see her lovely breasts. May stands now, proudly, full of daring, her boobs held high by a lacy platform bra, the soft flesh pointing forward like an offering to the group. May turns slowly, as if she were making sure that everyone can see, but in fact she wanted to rest her bottom on the garden table. Her nipples are very hard now, in the night air, but many men whistle at the lovely shape of her two uplifted globes. Automatically, she leans back a little and many hands guide her so that she can lay on the warm wood surface of the table. She sighs as she relaxes, but around her, everyone becomes alert, focused, interested in only one thing -- this half naked plaything. May had a tiny, flimsy pair of panties. Too dark to see any detail, I hoped that she might be shaved, should I get to see more of her. As she sighed to the stars above, many hands move over her, pouring more oil on her soft, exposed skin. She glanced sideways, ignoring the stars, but looking at the band of happy faces, admiring her daring and her female curves. Many hands slide over her, mine and another man's, going straight for her boobs. I don't worry about the bra becoming oily. I just want to handle her lovely titties! I look around, and hands slide up and down her legs, making her squirm with pleasure and desire as they approach her upper thighs, teasing her, making her hips rise in a sensual motion. May realises that this is not going to stop when the oil runs out! I pause a while, in search of the oil bottle. I can see that May is likely to be totally covered soon; there are enough hands to massage her into a heavenly state. A new face appears beside me, smiling knowingly. He coughs in a way that demands attention. The toy on the bench sighs as she recognises the sound. Lazily, eyes already hazy with pleasure, she reaches out to him. He holds her hand with affection and grins. "It doesn't take you long darlin' does it?" He teased her. "One minute you are with me talking and the next you have half the guests massaging you. How do you do it?" He grinned at her continuously. "This is my man!" The girl declared. "He needs some oil so that her can learn to do this for me!" she laughed in her infectious way. I watch as all eyes check the new man, looking for any sign of distress or anger. The attractive blonde woman passes him the bottle; as soon as he accepts it, she squeezes through a few people to stand with him, before letting go. She moves close to him and whispers sexily. "You are lucky, she is adorable." "I know," he admitted, "but she always seem to get involved with things like this!" He nodded at her half naked condition. Around us, many of the men had been standing with stiffies bulging out from their thin shorts or trousers, showing off. "Rub me darling," she mumbled, trying to get things going again. He sighed as if he had no choice, but eagerly poured oil over her breasts. "Hey, someone has done this already!" He grinned at her, noticing that her breasts are covered in oil, many lines, tracks in the oil, made by affectionate fingers cover her oiled flesh. May wriggles on the table as if to tell her hubby that she wants to play on. We all watch as he too rubs her delightful breasts. She sighs for him and we all feel proud of her. Right away, as if waiting for a sign, the other hands return to her body. I see that many lines of oil have left visible lines up to her panties. Signs that show things were getting very intimate. "Mmmmm, I was getting bored in there," he said to us all. "Trust May to find out where the best action is..." He grinned at me and the blonde on each side of him. "Were glad you are here. You might need to control her!" I said foolishly, hoping my words might make the sensual attack less threatening. "My honey does not need me to control her. She knows exactly what she is doing!" he said to us all in general. He looked at her for a second then said, "Maybe I should tie her to me!" "Tie her to me too!" Blondie whispered to him in a clearly sexual tone. May's hubby looked at the attractive woman, and took in her slim shape. A dirty grin appears on his face. I see exactly what he is thinking from his expression, his mouth trying to say something that will encourage the blonde to say more. All he does though, is gurgle through tight throat, "Go ahead!" Blondie looks at me and smiles, then winks. She nods to her partner, who seems to understand the exchange and leaves as we continue to rub May's exposed body. I feel the tension now, not threatening, but erotic. May sighs as she lays out, arms above her head allowing hands to roam all over her, offering herself. Her man rubs his hands now, over her belly, forcing me to move down and caress her lower body. I am too reserved to touch her panties so I smooth her thighs. I feel her roll slightly under the hands on her warm, smooth skin. I watch as her thighs tighten, squeezing together, maybe for protection but also to give pleasure to her vulnerable sex. I allow my hand to rise almost to her pants. Blondie concentrates on her breasts and makes May sigh under her expert touch. The atmosphere is fully charged, the presence of her man making things even more stimulating. Suddenly, hubby slides his oiled hands under the waist of her pants and pushes them down. As soon as he starts, May lifts her hips as if she was waiting for him. I grab at her pants too, and other people lift her legs and bottom from the table. Her body half floating, the flimsy pants are unpeeled, ending up in a twisted but tiny knot on the grass. The blonde babe, reaches under May and quickly releases the bra. May sighs and lifts her arms upward so that the last item may be discarded. Sensuously, May stretches herself out on the table and invites everyone here to touch her. My eyes gaze at her sexy shape. She is a beauty; I feel as proud as her man does, taking some kudos as the one who started this action. I gaze with adoring lust at her slit. As plain as lightning, her female shape is clear to see, even in the low evening light. In seconds, her tiny slit is coated in oil as her man smoothes her intimately, making her sigh and shudder at once. While his hand stays on her, she pushes into him, sexily, encouraging more. Many voices let out a sigh of appreciation. Crudely, hubby slides his hand up again, allowing his middle finger to slip into the intimate crease, slowly drawing a line over her vulnerable slit, teasing her clit as he proceeds. The feeling is very heated now, and many daring fingers slide along her thighs eager to touch. Mine are too slow as I watch lots of fingers attack the sensitive flesh of this eager toy. Like a toy, a plaything, a floppy doll, she falls into their trap allowing anyone to touch, to feel, to tease her nakedness. While we grow daring, and molest this naked woman, a man, one of the group returns with some soft rope. It is blondie's husband. "Let me show you are game!" He says, looking to his wife for support. Blondie moves to the opposite side of the toy, still squirming on the table. She looks at hubby for approval and he grins, knowing what his slutty wife was going to get. Blondie wraps the rope around May's wrist; she senses this and looks up at blondie and her man. Hubby shows no sign of stopping things and she relaxes again, but I sense her tense as she realises that she is now going to be utterly vulnerable. She trusts her man, loves him, but the thrill for her is the knowledge that she is surrounded by strangers. The table is too small to stretch her out, so blondie and her man tied May's hands to the fixed seats on each side of the table. I see her relax and melt into the table top, her body feeling sensuous, but her thighs clamp tight, her mind aware of her vulnerable condition.; yet it is this aspect that makes May sigh with utter ecstatic delight. She glances up to her man as the ties are secured. She is aware that blondie now has her right ankle tied. Her feet hang down the end of the table; she fears that her legs will be pulled open. In her mind, she imagines the sight of her body, tied, open and exposed. She can see her slit, exposed by her legs as they are forced apart. She can see the love-liquid dribble from her hole, telling everyone that she is so excited. In her head, she sees her breasts, pointing up, nipples solid in the cool air. Around her, she is unable to see that many of the group wish to join her, and have stripped. Some of the men and women have remained clothed, wishing only to enjoy the vision of this ritualised worship. In her mind, May flops her body on the table, legs hanging over the end; hands caress her skin and she allows them to probe her sex, unaware that her legs have not yet been secured. Her hips move in the air as she tries to prolong each touch. I watch as two women work together, moving their hands up each thigh, then gently sliding along her slit. The sight is amazing and May's husband and I watch in awe at her response. The blonde babe, looks at the toy on the table, and decides that the next stage is ready. May's tied ankle is lifted suddenly, shocking her. She lets out a gasp of surprise. Blondie ties the girl's ankle to her thigh, making her knee bend fully. Her foot is cramped on the table, almost under her buttock. May let out a long sigh; her mind able to visualise what was happening to her, but unable to show any resistance. Slowly now, while hands molest and eyes gorge on her lovely flesh, the blonde does the same with May's other ankle. She is so aware of her weak state as mercilessly, the hands steal their thrills from her body, rubbing softly, gripping hard, twisting her nipples, molesting crudely and intimately, and all eyes exploring her exposed sex. It came as no surprise to her now, when her knees were pulled higher, toward her chest. It is clear that the group want to see her slit, wide open and easy to touch. She feels a sudden pang of shyness as the cool air caresses her now exposed bottom. She realises that she is totally open, vulnerable and at the mercy of the group. She looks at her man, hoping that he would show signs of protector, but he grins proudly at her slave status. Now the hands move in again and this time, there is no reserve to show respect to her husband. He had given her to them. Now, fingers trip all over her and in a second, she is lost to the rhythm of a million sensuous touches. At her side, huge, swollen cocks slip into her hands, eager to touch her too. She is shocked to feel knobs rub under her feet, oily and smooth, not tickling but sending her messages of delight. In her mind, she knew that the women were touching. Fear mixed with her passion and enhanced her thrills. She could not tell whose hands were female, except maybe, the hands that delivered expert touches. She happily resigned her slutty body to everyone. So many ecstatic touches could only bring pleasure. In her head, she shouted obscenities, thrilling words that filled her with lust. "Fuck the dirty bitch!" she shouted in her mind. The words filled her with desire. She sighed, an attempt to breathe again. Her breath gushed from her as a long moan. As she gasped for air she sighed louder. Suddenly her voice took over. "Fuck the bitch!" she called out. Totally shocked at her outburst, she tried to stop herself, but as she breathed again she heard her say, "Fuck this slutty tart! You have enough cocks here!" Words she has never said before. Nothing that she could let slip, for she had to have composed the crudity herself. The words filled her with delight. Here she is, not just the victim, the slave of the group, but she is also an instigator, an abuser of herself. May Gets Well Oiled The group do not rush things though, and she realises that she is handling the long cocks so sexily. Her hands connect directly to the feminine nature in her head and respond so sensuously and naturally to the aching meat in each hand. In her mind, she fears that her man will stop the cocks from invading her. She is desperate to explode, to fill her aching hole with monstrous cock. She enjoys the feeling of hard cock, which she squeezes in her fingers, adoring the firm, heated shapes in her hands. Hands smooth over her shapely buttocks. Female hands she realises with fear. The touch is so gentle and respectful. This idea is confirmed when she feels sharp nails gently tease her skin, stretched now in this vulgar position. Nails draw lines of crudity along her buttocks leading to her arse and her slit. Covered in oil and maybe lovejuice, the nails tease her, but as they touch her most intimate, sensitive skin she gasps again, crude and lustful into the night air. Like a small animal, fallen prey to wild animals, she wailed her lost condition to ears that know the sounds. Most people are naked now, except, unseen by May, the people with the video cameras. Soft lights fill in the dark areas of her body so that images can be taken. Gill grins at her naked shape as she is exposed to the lenses. If she knew, at least at this stage, she would be in heaven. Her mind is completely devoted to the rape and abuse of her own body. She tries to focus on her man, she knows he is beside her, but her eyes do not work. She tries to whisper to him, but her voice only moans and sighs. She hopes that she is squeezing his cock in her right hand, but she can't tell. She gives in her attempts to be part of the group; she returns to being the star of the show; as if unaware of her adoring audience. As soon as she returns to being their toy, she feels faces close to her sex. Again, fear fires in her mind. She feels and hears people breathe in her sex-scent. She loves her smell, as do others. Here the women between her thighs do also. Gentle fingers pull at her lips as mouths breathe her scent deep into their throats, tasting her too. Her hands stop stroking the cocks, but she continues to squeeze them lovingly. She gasps again, now the only way she can breathe. She is aware of the pain the table makes along her spine, but she has no interest in it. Now, all she wants is to feel the sensations on her slit, as she is relentlessly teased by two adoring females. As if choreographed, the two girls move in and two clever tongues slide over her pussy. Close to her thighs along the spongy flesh of her vulva, the tongues send messages of desire to their slave-toy. Her body shudders as the tongues tease knowingly. The cameras record the action and the responses. The girls now pull her tight fanny-lips open as their tongues meet, as if in a kiss. The tongues tease each other and slip into the tiny hole of the slave. Her body judders in delight as, at last, something invades her. Noses rub on her clit, sending tingles deep in her belly and up to her mind. She hears her own loud gasps as she responds without inhibition to the attack of love. Her man is somewhere nearby, but she does not know who is touching her. She relaxes her legs now, as she realises that she is being held like this by the ropes. All she wants is to know that the group have full access to her. "Fuck the bitch!" The words flit through her mind again, stimulating her. She laughs at her predicament; frustration at her need for cock, unfulfilled, gasping for air, she suddenly laughs at the crowd. Yet the crowd around her, adoring her, seem to know how she feels. The man beside her moves his cock from her hand and strokes it slowly, bending it in his tight grip to remove the ache of passion and frustration form it. May does not see it but feels it on her mouth. Automatically, she opens and her tongue greets it. I watch as her tongue flicks under the helmet, its most sensitive part. The man grips the table to support his body as his legs weaken in response. In the feint light, I watch as a drop of clear, sticky fluid oozes from the cock, greedily taken by the tongue of the slave. I gaze in turn at the amazing shape before me; beautiful breasts, lovely hard tips, small belly, now bent and crushed by her thighs, and her sexy and sensitive slit, opened now by her position and the attention of tongues. Between the two faces, a huge prick hovers, pointing at the tiny hole. The camera moves to the side to give room, but does not stop filming. Two tongues now flick over the handsome prick, making it twitch with desire. The faces smile at each other as the cock pushes between them. One sighs and both lick the shaft as it moves closer. Unseen by May, the cock, too long and thick for her tiny body, nudges closer to her pussy. Now she feels the bulge as it stops at her slippery entrance; two female hands hold the buttocks of the man, and urge him forward. The eyes gaze in awe as the huge rod slips easily into the toy. I see May stiffen, as if in fear. Does her man see this? I don't care, I want to see this monster slide into her, hurt her, abuse her and make her cum. The girls guiding the cock have to move out of the way of the man's hips. Still they gaze at the tool as if slips easily into this greedy hole. He stops, and gazes down at the tiny hole, stretched wide by him. He grins crudely, not intending to stop for her even if she falls apart. Camera film the attack and watch as May's hips, by themselves move up and down to get some movement. The cock slips in bit by bit for her as she welcomes if deeper. I smile as I watch her feet, tied close to her buttocks try to stop the cock by gripping the man's hips. This does not help her as he pushes her feet, making her hips rise and become even more open to him. I realise that we are all watching now, as the huge prick slowly fills her, making her gasps with pain; pain that instantly turns to a dull ache of pleasure. Other fingers now, move down, some touching the huge stump that waits to be accommodated in her hole, others tease her ass, so sensitive and stretched too by the monster, others play with her beautiful tits and more cocks point at her body, waiting for attention. I move up now to the place the first man had, and take over her empty hand. Automatically again, she grips my tool and squeezes it gently and sexily. Unable to make a long stroke, she moves as much as she can, but my cock is bursting in her palm. May has an amazing ability to make my cock tingle. I feel the ache in my balls as the powerful mass of spunk builds up in me. I know I have to keep it back, but her clever touch is threatening to spoil it for me. Covered in oil, her hand has a sensuous smoothness that invites a fucking motion. I have to do this, and I watch as my rod slides in and out of her palm. Solid now, I feel that I could blast her body with my seed, but I still want to hold back. Using overpowering self control, I withdraw from her lovely hand and watch as my knob twitched and jerked in the air. Blondie sees me, and grins as she recognises my condition. I look at her face as she looks down to my prick. "Mmmmmm! You look very uncomfortable darling." She reaches to me and gently holds the weight of it in her palm as if she wanted to inspect it. Her lovely, naked breasts rub into my arm as she lowers herself beside me. Crudely, she bends my cock to face her and puts the tip in her mouth. Again, she mumbles, the sound muffled by my cock, but the vibrations of her lusty cry thrill the tip of my prick, moving closer to her throat. Again, I feel the intense sensation of my seed in my belly, burning my shaft, desperate for release. Merciless, the blonde lifts my balls and rubs her boobs on my thigh. I try to stop the sensation, but she is too powerful for me. My cock burns now, and swells up as my seed begins its mad rush from my belly. The blonde flicks her tongue on me and strokes my shaft. I have to let it go now. I groan in agony and she pulls me away from her mouth just as I shoot. Grinning at her prize, she watches as my seed blasts from my prick into the cool air. She smiles proudly at the solid shape of my knob, and the steaming spurts of my seed as it splashes onto the seat beside the table. I groan in pain and struggle to remain standing. The spasms subside a little and blondie strokes me, speeding her movements to enhance my thrill. Grinning still, she squeezes my shaft, making the remains of my seed ooze from me and drip from the tip of my cock. Long and thick, it swung in the air and the blonde played with it, smiling. I curse at her under my breath; I wanted to save this for May. I try to stand upright, but my legs are so weak. I can only rest my knees on the seat, which shakes the entire table. In front of me now, May is sighing in ecstasy as the huge rod slips deep into her. I watch, but now, I feel less lust. I know that the sight is powerful, but I feel only sympathy for the poor female form of May as this huge rod pushes into her resisting flesh. Her lips are pale, being stretched so far, and I see an impression of his rod under her belly skin, as if it were poking around in her stomache! Far more controlled than I am, May handles all of the cocks that want to be thirilled by her; she responds to the adoring touches of the women here, and puts on a show of passionate delight for the eyes that wish to worship her. Tied to the table, May is still in control of the scene. The slave has captivated the crowd! Covered by hands and kisses, the body slowly consumes the huge meat offering and uses it for her own delight. I can just see her clit, scrape on the shaft as it stretches and fills her. Her hips move cleverly in up and down motion, to rub on the slippery rod. After a few strokes, I see her gasp and squirm once again, but this time, she screams out as her body steals its release. The man with the huge knob buried in her, stops and allows her to control the action. Little juddering, nervous shakes come from the woman as she lets her body go. Her clit scrapes itself on the pulsing shaft as she enjoy her reward. Like her best climax, her body enters a state of ecstasy as she screams in agony, her hole hurting and her lips stretched, her clit enjoys the most intense sensations as it instigates its climax. Beside her, another prick explodes in her hand, straight onto her hips, wasted in the night air, brought on by her passion and clever touch. The women gaze with red faces and hazy eyes as this lovely girls takes all that they offer. I see their own thighs clamp tightly as they respond to the passion of their slave-toy. They may know that the night's entertainment has just started! The man with his huge prick buried in May, starts to groan, carried away by the slave's sexual and natural response to his cock. Blondie smiles at him and moves to the side, leaving my cock in the cool air, chilling me where her hands once wormed and thrilled. I watch her as she rubs his chest and belly, gaining his attention. She gently pushes him back and we all gaze at the knob that slips away from the woman. May's hands knees bend as she tries to close her thighs. Her hole is left open, stretched still, but slowly, her muscles come back to life and pull her closed. As soon as the long monster is withdrawn, the blonde starts to stroke it, just as she did with me. The man leans on her shoulders, so great is his passion. The tool bends upward in the cool air and suddenly flexes as he groans again. It sounds is if her is in utter agony, so intense is his pleasure. The prick is coated in May's juice, and this allows blondie's hand to smooth over the entire length as he explodes. A large spurt of boiling seed shoots into the air and splashes on May's belly; the next spurt reaches her breasts and little slides up to her neck. She sighs and struggles to see what she has caused. She is able to hold her head high enough to see the next gush as it splashes again on her belly, still hot. May thrills at the sight of this strong man, almost melting in weak helplessness under her female influence. Laid out like this, May controls the minds of everyone here. All present want only to give her pleasure and love her body. Blondie pushes the useless hulk of the man toward May, prising her legs apart once more with his thighs. Stroking him, the blonde urges the last of his tribute on her belly. The sexy blonde rubs the mess, large lumps of it, thick and bulbous, into a pool, then drools it over her hairless mound till it dribbles down her slit, rushing over her parted lips and over her ass. The vision is so powerful; we watch entranced. The blonde looks on amazed at the powerful vision she created by her input. I look at her as she stares at May's belly, her fingers sliding along the tracks of wet, over her belly and chest. As the big guy sighs and backs away, almost shattered by his climax, the blonde steps in his place. May's head falls back as she sighs in horror as the assertive woman gazes at her vulnerable slit. Blondie pushes at May's knees, to slide her along the table. The group help and May's head falls back, no longer supported by the tables edge. Her breasts seem to get smaller as she is stretched, but look beautiful, pointing straight up into the night. Crudely, the blonde rubs the slave-toy's belly, heading downward. I know that her caress is following her eyes as she demands her share of the feast. Between her legs, May feels the hot juice dripping from her, running over her cool buttocks. The hot fingers of the blonde send thrills into May's belly, frightening her and exciting her passion again. In her head, she is afraid of this woman's touch, but her body thrills at every caress. Her breasts ache to be touched by her, to feel her amazing sexuality, the stunning quality of her fingers. Instead, May is shocked by the most intimate sensation as the blonde's face closes on her pussy. "Screaming Les!" Her mind warned her. But her body simply welcomed the woman's tongue as she crudely sucked and probed in her hole, drinking her womanly passion as she dribbles helplessly. Again, May is shocked at the act this woman performs, but is shocked and thrilled at her own response. Without her acceptance, her hips rise up to meet and welcome the probing tongue and the affectionate kiss of this dirty slut. As the blonde kneels now, she spreads May's slippery slit with her hands and drinks greedily from her body. The blonde chick is an expert. Every touch thrills and excites, her looks and her sighs all help to make her prey submit; helpless and eager, May lays on the table desperate for the woman's greedy mouth. She wants to see her, but is afraid to accept that it is really a woman eating her. Her mind foolishly pretends that if she can't see this woman, the group will not think that she might be bi! The group actually know that she is bi; if only May knew this, she would enjoy her thrills even more. Someone lifts her head. It is two other women. May feels warmth toward them, companionship. They raise her head a little and whisper to her. "You are so sexy darling!" One says, so that only the three of them can hear. May sighs, long and loud, maybe because her head is raised a little, but she knows that the words thrilled her. Crudely, before she can catch up with events, one of the ladies stands over her head and they both lift her face between thighs, right into the most heated and sensuous flesh. Instantly, the woman rubs herself over May's captive face, thrilling all three of them. May tried to breathe in and is rewarded with the delightful scent of the woman's sex, oozing juice; tasting of sex. May is shocked yet she feels warm toward these girls. She lets her tongue slip oout of her mouth as a gesture of affection, but she does not return it. Instead, she explores the woman's lips, her head still held by the two sluts. The mouth on her own slit continues to devour her and she slowly remembers the cocks in her hand. She realises that her hands have been working by their own volition, acting out their sexual duty without her knowing it. May realises that she too is a sex fiend, given totally to her own search for slutty thrills. Now, she is laid out like a toy, for the pleasure of others, getting the best thrills she has ever experienced in her life. She concentrates for a few seconds on the hot breath of the blonde dyke. She feels her teeth rub safely over her clit, until she sucks in her flesh and holds it in a gentle bite. Her clit tingles and shudders with delight as the dykes tongue flicks over it. Her hips push up to greet the attack, when she realises that her own tongue is flicking over the dripping clit of her captive's quim. She realises that she is trying to influence the other woman, by performing her own magic on this woman. Her attempt is natural but vain; the blonde woman, wants to continue teasing her! However, the slut holding May's face under her quim is so close to cumming. May rubs her face over her as much as she is able and seems to sense her readiness. She feels that the slut's climax will trigger her own so she affectionately licks and adores the tasty cunt she has full access to. The body above her stiffens and judders as she cums for her. Thighs clamp her head and hips grind into her face, her nose slipping deep into the girls ass. May feels the rubbery flesh and is both shocked and thrilled by her intimacy with the experienced woman. May gags suddenly at the amount of juice the woman dribbles in her mouth. It is so hard for her to swallow if in her position, so she allows it to spill from her mouth, down her cheeks and perhaps in her hair. The woman, drops her weight on the slave as she cums, gasping her delight to her friend, the blonde abuser between May's legs. Many men gasp too at the sight and the sound of the girls passion. Sounds of movement penetrate May's mind as she enjoys her condition. The crude woman raises her right legs allowing May to breathe again; also allowing herself and the group to see the slave still eating out of the her pussy. Teasing, the woman raises her body so that May has to stick out her tongue to continue tasting her juice. The woman cleverly wriggles her ass so that she can slide her slit over the eager tongue. The sight is so crude that my prick again, starts to shudder and tingle with excitement. The woman gazes between her own legs at the greedy slave but her twat has become so sensitive, that it is hard to allow her to lick her like this. The woman starts to giggle as the tongue begins to tickle her. It is an affectionate giggle May recognises, and generously, she draws in her tongue and puts on a show of crudity as she laps her lips as if still tasting the woman's pussy. May feels now that she has delivered to another satisfied customer. Yet she still wants so much, to feel the tongue between her lips, do the business for her. "There's more darling!" The woman still holding her head whispered. "Bring it on honey!" Said May, now proud and excited by the attention, and her recent exchange with these lovely women. Where just now she was afraid of having a les' status, now she feels proud of her experience. She is sure, from the noises around her that the entire group loves it. Suddenly, she remembered her hubby is here! "Oh Fuck!" she managed to splutter as the next woman placed her face under her dripping twat. There is no gentleness with this girl. Huge, lips, wet and steamy wrap around May's mouth. She gags again at the volume of her pussy, the size of her flaps and the gushing juice that fills her mouth. Quickly though, May swallows all of the lovely flavoured drink. She tries to reach out to her man, but her arms are tied still. Above her, she hears a muffled tones of the two women talking. May, slides her tongue as far as she can into the dribbling hole of her new lover; the clever blonde girl attacks May's clit again. Her back arches as many fingers fill her hole making her gasp with shock and pain. No matter, the fingers fill her and swirl around as the girl tries to fit more into her. May Gets Well Oiled She hears a cheer as the blonde bird manages to get her whole hand inside her. May is shocked at the amazing sensation and lets out agasp, stifled by the equally amazing set of lips she is chewing. A cock returns to her hand. She grins as she realises that it may be her husband's, but she is not sure. It suddenly thrills her to realise too that it is also a thrill not knowing! The reason she is not sure relates to the fact that she is close to cumming yet again. This time, she is desperate to cum; the blonde woman has been so cruel to her by teasing for so long. Now though, her slippery hole is full of fingers, hand and an inch or two of slim wrist! She does not know that the group are gathered by her side watching her take this huge amount of flesh and bone. Blondie pulls out her hand and shows us that her fingers all point straight ahead. She returns her hand and as she slips into the hole again, she teases the clit again. She is quick to move her head, as she wants all to see how far she can push her arm into the slave-toy. I notice again, that her slim belly swells with this hand and we can see the fist make an impression under her skin, a large lump moving inside her. May suddenly gasps, fighting the hands that cram her face into the quim she is eating. "Oh, for fucks sake!" she stammers, crudely and deliberately. Her words are stifled by the hands fighting back, smothering her face with fanny. Her breathe gushes into the greedy hole she has been eating and makes a crude fat-sound as it rushes out again. May starts to laugh as her body starts to climax. She is overwhelmed by the intensity of her orgasm, as the hand reaches inside her, as if pulling the response from her. Her hips shake and she finds that she is pushing her body onto the strong arms, making more go into her. The woman above her face sighs too, stimulated by the visual aspect of the game, watching in awe at the huge amount of hand and arm that has filled her tiny hole. May realises too that she has given both women pleasure and thrills at the feeling of the woman's pussy on her face. As her climax fades slightly, she is filled with a greed. A greed for even more than she has been given. She is going to have all the cocks here, as well as all the fannies. May is going to devour everyone here, and enjoy spunk and ladyjuice till she is full. As she makes this decision in her mind, she is shocked by the ropes, which suddenly become loose. She is not being released though. The group are simply preparing her for the next session. The night is very young!