Date: Sun, 7 Jul 2013 18:56:16 +0100
From: Rachael Babyface King <rachaelbf@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Lucy (Part 6)

Part Six

A conversation quickly developed between us and the guy put his hand out to
Mike and said, `I'm Dave and this is Kathy'

I burst out laughing and all eyes turned to me.  Mike asked what was so
funny and through my giggles I said that it was odd that we have just come
out of a five way sex session and yet it is only now that we find out each
other's names!  They all saw the funny side of that and we started to find
out a bit more about each other.

Dave and Kathy were both 22 and were staying quite close to our villa.
Dave was an almost identical build to Mike but where my man was smooth,
Dave was like a gorilla with black hair all over his entire body except for
his balls which Kathy shaved for him.  Kathy was lovely.  She was six or
seven inches taller than me, short black hair with a lovely figure, tiny
bum and boobs which made me jealous.  She was probably a C cup, lovely and
firm, no sag and perfect nipples.  I complimented on her finger work and
she returned the compliment saying that my body may be small but it looked
so delicious with two big cocks taking me so firmly.  I blushed a little as
I wasn't used to any form of flattery, added to the fact that this was a
woman and she was flirting with me AND it was only twenty minutes ago that
we were fighting to lick each other's tonsils.  This had been one hell of a
day of new things!

Mike and Dave started to chat about blokey stuff so Kathy moved her towel
closer to mine and we talked about everything and nothing like old friends.
I barely noticed when she started to stoke my arm as she spoke.  We were
lay on our towels, facing each other and I realised that our eyes were
locked as we spoke and the world around us was just a blur.  Even as she
moved closer and we were now sharing a towel, went over my head.  The only
time I came back to reality was when she leant forward and gently kissed me
again.  There wasn't a question of my pushing her away.  I put my arm
around her and pulled her even closer, our bodies compressing into one,
Kathy's hand moving to my bottom and mine to hers.  It was almost like an
out of body experience as she rolled me onto my back and moved her hand to
my pussy again, I felt paralysed but finding the ability to twitch as she
hit the right spots.  I didn't feel her move but I did feel the sudden hot
breath on my wet hole and then the incredible sensation of her tongue
touching me for the first time.  My eyes shot open to see this raven haired
beauty burying her face in my cunt, eyes closed, devouring my flesh.  I
looked to see an audience of eight or ten people but I didn't care, I just
flopped back and pushed my legs as wide apart as I could.

I know at the start of this story I said I had considered being with a girl
before but I had only ever really thought about kissing one.  I had never
pictured myself having a girl licking me like Kathy was now but something
had clicked in me and when Kathy repositioned herself and I saw her pussy,
with a little Brazilian strip of black hair coming towards my face, I
pulled it to my face with the same hunger she was showing on mine.  My
tongue worked on instinct and I soon found her hard clit bouncing on the
tip of my tongue and her `oohs and aahs' gave me all the instruction I
needed.  Her juices flooded my mouth and it was like nectar.  I didn't care
that we were being watched, I was in a heavenly place and it was almost
scary to have such intense sexual desires so short after having my first
sexual experience but my lust hunger was raging.  I lapped on the cunt in
front of my face, pulling her harder against me, probing her folds with my
tongue and fingers until she finally yelled to the whole beach that she was
cumming.  This scream helped me over the edge too, as well as the copious
juices flowing down my throat.  We were both thrashing and rolling on our
towel, faces wet with the other's river of cum.

As we came down and untangled, our respective partner, kissed our wet
faces, tasting the stranger's juices and our `audience' clapped their
approval.  Mike whispered in my ear again and in my confused state, I only
half understood what he said but I agreed anyway.  As I opened my eyes
again though, Dave was climbing on top of me, lifting and spreading my
legs.  I looked quickly over to Kathy and Mike had her in the same
position.  I watched Mike's cock, thankfully sheathed in a condom, plunge
deep into Kathy's hole and then yelped as Dave did the same to me.  I
reached for Kathy's hand as Dave and Mike begun a fast fucking of each
other's girl, knowing that neither would last long after such a show.  This
was fast, it was hard, it was good.  I thought this would be the pinnacle
of our day but then Dave signalled six or seven other guys across to us and
I began to panic.  I didn't want to fuck all these guys but that wasn't his
plan.  He bounced me across so i was lying closer to Kathy. He instructed
us to kiss as the boys continued to pound our poor bodies into the ground.
He then got the guys to form a `jerking circle' around us.  I then knew
what was coming.  Kathy and I looked up to see six hard cocks being wanked
furiously over our head.  We smiled at each other, closed our eyes and
resumed the kiss.  Many hands, grabbed, squeezed and pinched our boobs and
then the first hot splashed followed the first deep moan, followed by Dave
pulling from me, ripping off the condom and squirting his load all over our
tits.  The other guys all followed suit, shooting their heavy loads and
then rubbing their juices into our skin.  Mike was the last to unload and
when he finished, we opened our eyes to see our cum splattered bodies.  It
was such a hot sight to behold.

Each of the guys gave us a quick peck on the lips to thank us.  Most hand
one last feel of our tits or a stroke of our overused pussies before they
left too.  I didn't care anymore, I was completely spent.

I walked into the sea with Kathy and we washed the gloop from our skin.  We
washed each other so I had a last caress of her perfect body before we made
our way back to the boys.  We all dressed and made our way off the beach.
We shared a taxi back to the town which lay between where our two villas
were.  Dave and Kathy gave us their address but I don't think any of us
thought we would have a repeat performance.  How could you match what we
had done today?  We said our goodbyes and some very shocked looks from the
locals as Kathy kissed me goodbye with probably a little too much passion!

We walked slowly back to our villa, holding hands the whole way.  My mind
went through all the problems as we walked in a contented silence.  I knew
what we were doing was frowned upon but we weren't REALLY related were we?
Only by marriage surely?  Did that count?  I then half smiled to myself
wondering how violently my Mum would kill me if she had seen my antics
today.  I decided it would be a pretty gruesome death.  I looked up to Mike
as we strolled along and gave his hand a little squeeze.  He looked at me,
winked and we walked on.

As we entered the empty house, we put our bags in the kitchen, went into
the living room and flopped together on the settee.  I loved my Mum, but
just for once, I didn't want her around, I didn't want this to end.  I sat
up a little, kissed Mike on the cheek and said, `Thank you for an amazing
day Mike, I do really love you!'

He squeezed me close, kissed the top of my head and said, `I love you too
Lucy, but just wait till you see what I have planned for tomorrow!'  He
then started laughing as I looked shocked at him.  He was kidding me of
course but five minutes later, we were both ecstatic.  John rang Mike to
say that they had drunk a little too much and if it was OK, they think they
should stay over the other side of the island.  Mike did some mock cursing
but said it was OK and joked with them about being irresponsible.  When he
put the phone down we whooped with delight and danced around the living
room.  I don't think either of us was thinking about more sex because we
were both exhausted.  We were just so happy that we could spend the night
together.

We made a lovely dinner between us, nothing burnt too much.  Neither of us
had ever taken a keen interest in cooking so it was a bit of a mish mash of
culinary delight.  We shared a bottle of white wine and flopped in front of
the TV.  When Mike caught me dozing he suggested a shower, then bed.  I
agreed.

We had another romantic, caressing shower together and climbed onto me bed
and I snuggled back into that lovely spooning position.  Mike's hand came
around me and gently traced the contours of my body and I wiggled back a
little further.  His dick had been soft beneath me but the combination of
all things sensual, it soon began to grow and push softly beneath me.

I reached down and massaged the head against my moisture and with just a
little adjustment, it slid slowly inside me.  We sighed together and for
the next half an hour, we ground slowly together , never going quickly,
rubbing my clit as a team, bringing each other to the most erotic kind of
orgasm possible.  It was the perfect end to the perfect day.  We slept
soundly.

The next morning began in exactly the same way as the night had ended.
Mike woke me by gently sliding his morning wood into me.  We ended with a
little more of a flurry and I think that is the best start to a day to get
the blood flowing!  We then showered together but our nerves were a little
more jittery with each passing minute as we didn't know when our folks
would be back.  We were OK though as they arrived after we had finished our
breakfast and cleaned up after ourselves.  When we heard the car driving up
the path, we had one more hug and tender kiss.  Behaving myself would never
be more difficult.

Mum and John came in, all apologetic for their `indiscretion' but we were
quick to forgive them.  You never know when we may need forgiveness
ourselves I thought.  We made some fresh lemonade and we all sat out on the
terrace and took in the sun.  I felt Mum watching me and I turned to her
and asked her what was the matter.  She looked confused, `I'm not sure
Lucy, something looks different somehow.  Did you change your hair?'

Was this a Mother's instinct?  How could she SEE what I had done?  Could
she sense that had seen or touched 11 different cocks yesterday?  Could she
smell that I had lesbian sex?  Did she know that I had fucked my new
brother senseless?  As calmly as I could I said, `No, it must be the bit of
tan I have picked up from yesterday'

She accepted that as a reason and I prayed that my heart attack wouldn't
happen just yet.  I saw Mike smile and turn his head away.  He was going to
get a big slap for that later.  I purposely turned away from him to prevent
my staring but my little smile to myself was not missed by my Mum.  I
glance over a little later and could see she has worked something out.  I
had to act quick!

I waited a short while and then excused myself to go to the bathroom.  I
scribbled a detailed note and after I left the bathroom I went into our
bedroom.  Straight away I realised that we could have had a disaster in
there alone.  Mike's bed was in perfect order yet mine was a mess.  Quite
clearly a sign of something unusual.  I quickly made mine (badly) and
messed Mike's up (totally) and took his dirty laundry out of the hamper and
spread it around the floor near his bed.  I then shoved the note under his
pillow and made my way downstairs.

In the stroppy teenage tone that my mum knew so well, I yelled to Mike that
he should clear up his pigsty side of our room and I was already getting
sick of sharing with a slob.  To give him credit he reacted perfectly
calling me a moaning brat and stomping up the stairs.  I was praying he
would see the note and realise what I had done.  John followed him upstairs
and I heard him give Mike some grief for not showing me some respect.  Mike
apologised to his Dad and came downstairs.  Mum was in the kitchen within
earshot of us as Mike came down.  He grinned and winked at me, flashing the
note secreted in his hand.

`Look Lucy, I'm sorry for being a pig.  I've cleared the room OK?'

I kept the stroppy approach and just said, `OK'

Mike continued, `Look, you're no great pleasure to share with you know, I
have to wait bloody hours for you to get ready!'

Mum shouted from the kitchen, `Hey, language and play nice kids!'  Our spat
had obviously thrown her silly ideas from her head as we both apologised to
her and more importantly, each other.  We both realised we would have to be
more careful.