by Bridy McAvoy
Before she could say anything, finding it difficult to speak anyway after the uncomfortable way her mouth had been used, she found herself being flipped over on the warm moss, and hands under her belly gently drew her up onto her hands and knees. One of the guys, obviously not the one who’d just cum, moved behind her and within moments his hot cock was nestling against her labia. She arched her back, presenting her ass at a better angle and he slowly pushed inside her. Another guy dropped to his knees in front of her and fingers gently grasped her chin, tilting her face up. She looked at the rigid cock immediately in front of her eyes and opened her mouth, knowing she was about to be double penetrated for the first time in her life.
The cock smelt of sweat and pre-cum as it dangled underneath her nose but she was far too far gone to consider reacting badly to the smell, instead moving forward to press her lips around it behind the purple head, sealing it within her mouth. The guy behind her thrust forward too, pushing his length into her well-lubricated channel, slick with the mingled juices of both herself and the first guy who fucked her. The fourth guy would have to watch, there was no way she could keep her balance with only one hand supporting her.
Behind her the student began to establish a rhythm, pushing in and out of her, his hands holding her waist, holding her steady and emphasising the rhythm he wanted. The feeling was incredible, especially when the dick in her mouth also began to slide in and out over her constantly moving tongue. With her mouth stuffed full she could do nothing other than grunt and moan around the obstacle as she began to take control of the rhythm herself, pushing back as the guy fucking her pushed forward, and then pushing forward as the guy in her mouth also pushed forward.
The see-saw type movement quickly established a cadence that clearly suited her, and she guess suited the two men as well. She could feel the cock inside her pussy start to throb as he neared his orgasm and the one in her mouth began to swell in unison with it. She could hear the two men talking to each other over her head but was too wrapped up in the sensations her body experienced to make out the words.
Their combined rhythm began to speed up as the two men approached orgasm, and she felt her body being buffeted between them. Again the sensation of being almost thrown about between them was incredible and she came again as the one behind her emptied himself into her pussy, adding his load to the one already there. Only moments later, she felt the dick in her mouth expand rapidly and the first gout of sticky spunk shot down her throat. She gagged slightly, unable to control the reflex as a second and then a third string hit the back of her mouth. He pulled away and shot the last couple of strands onto her chin as she coughed up some of what he’d deposited in her mouth, allowing it to run down her chin and drip onto the moss under her head. The guy behind pulled out and she almost sagged back to the ground but strong hands caught and held her.
Her eyes flared wide in panic as she felt another man take his place between her legs and a strong pair of hands grabbed her face. She felt like shaking her head no, no more, but couldn’t move as she looked up into Phil’s smiling face, past the cock he was pushing toward her open mouth.
Behind her the fourth student was also busy, pressing his cock against her opening and pushing inside with no resistance. Despite her momentary panic, she quickly found herself pushing back against him. This guy wasn’t as interested in holding her waist, one hand remained there, the other dipped lower, scooping under their conjoined bodies to search out and start massaging her clit, even as Phil pushed his dick into her mouth.
The multiple stimulation was too much, overloading her senses as colored lights seemed to flash behind her tightly closed eyes. She really didn’t want to look at Phil as he encouraged her to blow him, using soft words she couldn’t distinguish. This time the orgasm was more powerful than before and she couldn’t catch her breath at all as it seemed to roll on and on through her body. Obviously witnessing her behaviour with the earlier guys had brought both of the men to fever pitch themselves and Cara was grateful when the guy behind plunged deep into her and emptied his load inside her as well. Phil, though, was slower, and as the other guy withdrew, continued to push his prick in and out of her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the end of it and was rewarded when it began to throb.
“I’m coming!”
Phil’s statement of the obvious was cheered by the other four men and Cara felt relief as much as anything else when Phil withdrew from her mouth then shot one stream after another of semen onto her face, something she’d never allowed him to do before.
The six of them lay around in the clearing near the top of the cliff for several minutes regaining their breath. Cara didn’t bother trying to cover up her nakedness, after all they’d already done more than look at her. They didn’t bother getting dressed either and she saw one or two of the flaccid cocks were starting to show signs of renewed life. That thought galvanised her into action and she sat up and looked around for her clothes. Wordlessly, Phil passed her, her shirt and shorts.
“Underwear?”
“Souvenirs, sorry.”
“Bastards.”
She didn’t bother to make any further protests and quickly pulled her shorts and skirt on, covering her nudity and heedless of the fluids still emptying themselves from her pussy. She’d bathe once they got back to the camp site, wash off the sweat as well.
Seeing her dressing pushed the five men into action too and as she laced up her boots she could see they were now all dressed and picking up their packs ready for the long hike back to the camp site.
* * * *
Phil had walked with her all the way back to the camp, holding hands when the going was easy, and helping her when it got steeper. She smiled at him a lot, too, still basking in the afterglow of the incredible session they’d had at the top of the cliff, but apprehensive about how things would develop back at the camp site.
As they emerged from the trees, Phil squeezed her hand, but there was another shock in store for her as the other two girls emerged from their tent, both wearing bikinis that were far briefer than anything she’d ever worn herself. Chrissie and Liz ran up to them, Chrissie showing no sign of the sprained ankle that had stopped them from accompanying the rest of them. A cold knot of suspicion began to form in Cara’s gut.
“Sprained ankle?”
Chrissie tried to look embarrassed but the twinkle in her eyes gave it away. “What bad ankle? We’ve simply had a great time sunbathing, haven’t we, Liz?”
The other girl giggled and the rest of the students joined in.
Cara rounded on them. “You lot can prepare some food. I’m going to go bathe in the stream. You guys can stay here.”
“They’ll stay here, alright, but we’re coming with you. I’ll wash your back and then you can wash my front.”
Cara flushed as she realized the girls knew very well what had been going on, and she realized they’d been having their own fun on their own too. She turned on her heel and headed for the tent she shared with Phil. Crawling inside, she noticed a small card lying on top of her sleeping bag. Instinctively she picked it up and started to read.
“Phil! You bastard!”
She heard the sound of high fives being shared between the whole group, accompanied by peals of laughter from the two girls.
“I’ll get you for this, Phillip. I swear I will!”
Even as she was shouting through the thin walls of the tent, Cara had a broad smile on her face, one he couldn’t see.
Other Titles by Bridy McAvoy:
Tuesday Nights
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For over a year the men have played cards in one room while the women occupied another with several bottles of wine. When one couple moves away, leaving only three guys for poker, Bill asks Jessica to persuade the other wives to play, unaware that she has worked in casinos before she met and married him. Inviting a card shark to the table wasn't a good idea, but asking her to bring her friends with her was an even poorer one. Aski
ng the three wives to wager more than just money wasn't a good idea either – it was a great one!
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Back To Work
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With the twins to raise, money is tight for Jen and Chris, and they have to face up to the prospect of losing their home. He can’t work more overtime and she can’t find a normal job that covers child care costs. In desperation, Jen suggests she returns to the job she had when they met. Chris isn't keen on letting his wife go back to the club, where as Starz--her stage name derived from the tattoo on her stomach--he’d been mesmerized and fallen for the lovely dancer. The idea of her stripping again isn't something he finds easy to deal with, and the thought of her working for Tom, the sleazy club owner, is even worse. But Jen has made her mind up. Starz is going to make a comeback to save their home, hopefully without risking their marriage.
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Derby Dates
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Sian Ash had just turned 20 when her world was turned upside down. The minibus carrying her roller derby team home from an away match lost a tire, and overturned down an embankment. Four families lost their wives and mothers that day - five young children cast adrift, four fathers seared by a pain Sian recognized and felt with them. The heroine of the crash, she started providing a substitute parent service for the four families. Hailed as the town angel by everyone, only four others knew the real truth. It had started when one of the widowers had called her by his dead wife's name. The emotional angst that required a hug had led to something else - something more. Now Sian was proving in secret that she was no angel, no angel at all, and her four employers were loving every minute of it.
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PA To The CEO
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Charlotte knew there were two ways to get to the top of the corporate ladder. She could work hard and hope she got noticed, or she could play hard and make sure she got noticed. The only problem for Charlie was a very simple one, the men she saw as her rungs on the way to the top, weren't the straight-forward vanilla sharp-suited businessmen she thought they were. Getting their attention was easy, keeping it simple enough, but was the price too high for the secretary who had just acquired a bottom name - Charlie? More importantly, could her bottom stand it?
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Michelle’s Neighbor
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Michelle hadn't intended to get involved with her neighbor. Each conversation had pushed her boundaries. Working freelance from home had given them both far too much time to explore those boundaries. With her husband away for the week, Kris seemed to be offering her a little fun. Nothing more, just some fun. Only… Kris was dominant and wouldn't take no for an answer, something her husband was too nice to be. Did she really want nice all the time though? One thing was sure, by the time her husband came home from his week long trip, Michelle would know the answer.
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Department Store Amy
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Amy's been happy working in the department store, and happy at home but there's something missing, so she's changing her job. Now Amy's got a real problem, she desperately needs money to fix her car. When her boss offers her some overtime she knows exactly what he's offering, and it might just plug the gap in her relationship too. She never realized she was quite so submissive though, nor that her boss was quite so dominant, something her loving husband could never be.
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About The Author
My name is Bridy, and I live in upstate New York. I’ve written for as long as I can remember, which is thanks to my parents for teaching me to read and write before I went to school. I’ve been fascinated by erotic tales all my adult life, my husband thinks they’re silly but indulges me. I won’t tell you how old I am because a lady never gives away her age. My other interest is photography but writing will always be my first love, other than my husband of course.
