Date: Mon, 8 Sep 2008 12:05:01 +0100
From: Justin Woodward <kewtieboy@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Campbells are Cumming

The Campbells are Cumming
by kewtieboy

MMMF/bi/teen/kilt/oral/group/size/incest?


Fiona Lindsay sat to the rear of the coach, slightly dreamy and looking
forward to her day out. She was with friends, lots of them. Since her
boyfriend David and she had split quite amicably, she hadn't really been
looking for a new serious boyfriend though she had to admit she missed her
Sunday afternoon shags with him. She was 18 and if she hadn't been
Scottish, you would have called her an `English Rose'.

Fiona looked a shy soul. She was slim, blonde with quite short hair but not
to the level of being boyish. Her body was trim and her breasts were what
would be called "pert." Her main attribute, she thought, was her
bottom. Rather than the full pear shape of most women, her bottom was
almost boy-like and, for some reason, boys liked it.

David's attentions for her had been wandering and their one night out and
one Sunday afternoon in (while his parents were out each Sunday) had given
her a taste for regular shagging and for cock sucking. She loved a cock
just before it came when it went really hard and then the force of cum shot
out and hit the back of her throat. Every Sunday, David would give her a
really good shagging and then he would doze off, while she cuddled down to
his soft cock and take around an hour of gentle sucking to bring him back
up to strength so she could blow him off as an encore.

As she dreamed, the excited chatter of her friends around her, she was
aware someone was looking at her from the front of the coach. It was Neil
Johnston. Neil was her age and seemed to fancy her. She liked him too. He
looked younger than her, mainly due to his sandy hair and freckles. He was
turned in his seat and he smiled and waved to her. She smiled back. The
trouble with Neil is by the time he got round to shagging her she would be
a granny! He was so slow.

Fiona snapped back into the present, aware that she was slightly damp
between the legs with all these thoughts of shagging and cum and she
blushed, hoping the damp patch would dry before she had to dance. Fiona was
a member of the Inverlessie Scottish Country Dance Team whom along with the
Inverlessie Pipe Band, were heading from their base in Edinburgh to the
Inverkeithing Highland Games just a 30 minute or so coach trip. Ordinarily,
Fiona's parents would pick her up afterwards and take her home but her aunt
had died in the South West of England so Fiona was on her own at home for a
few days and was travelling both ways in the coach. Secretly, she hoped
that Neil might pluck up the courage to come home with her and fuck her
brains out but she didn't hold out much chance.

She felt quite smart in her red and blue tartan skirt and white blouse with
a matching tartan sash diagonally across her chest. All the pipe band
members, male and female, wore the same tartan and as she looked around the
coach, she wondered if all the guys were following tradition and wearing
nothing under their kilts. Obviously the dancers did for practical reasons
but there was no need for the pipe band. Her eyes looked up and down at the
assortment of guys from those in their sixties and then all decades down to
young early teenage boys and she thought of all the cocks dangling beneath
their legs. She flushed again and realised she must now have a large damp
patch on her white panties by now.

Neil was standing in front of her and her mind briefly wondered if his cock
was hanging free. She almost felt like putting her hand up between his legs
to check but realised there was a time and place for everything.

"Glad you're coming back in the bus," he said. "Can I sit beside you
afterwards?"

"Of course you can," she replied. "What normally happens when we get back
to Edinburgh?" she asked Neil.

"Not a lot. I usually go back to my Uncle Rob's place and we have a few
beers," was his uninteresting reply.

She looked at Uncle Rob. Rob Campbell's wife had left him a couple of years
before. He was around 35 she figured, maybe older, and if you liked guys
twice her age, he was very good looking. His hair was receding but he
shaved it to designer stubble and it made him quite sexy. Beside him stood
his younger brother, who was called Jack. Apparently, Jack was short for
Jackson Campbell after some film star in the 1980's. Now Jack was closer to
her type. He was a rough diamond but was really fit. She loved the way his
kilt ran over his bum leaving a little ledge at his waist above his bum
almost big enough to stand a glass of beer. His piercing blue eyes and
dirty blonde hair made her shiver. He saw her and winked and she blushed
again, the brief thought of his cock below his kilt adding to the heat in
her cheeks.

"...so we could go back their if you like." Neil had been talking during
her daydream session.

"Oh fine! Eh where did you say?"

"Rob and Jack have a few of us round after we get back, `cos you know he
has his own place since Julie left him."

"Cool," she said pleased to be treated as a grown up and not the
mollycoddled child whose parents always picked her up after an event.

The Highland games went well and Fiona felt on top form. They came second
and the pipe band came third in their sections so it seemed to be a cause
to celebrate. The weather had held and Fiona managed to get a little quiet
time with Neil. He had a beer and she had a Bacardi Breezer and enjoyed the
little buzz it gave her. The day flew in and soon it was early evening and
they were on their way home. Neil sat beside her and gave her a little kiss
on the way back. Her heart fluttered and she so wanted some sex!

When everyone climbed off the coach Neil pulled Fiona over and said to Rob,
"Can she come back too?"

"Do you drink?" he asked.

"Yes," she said.

"You're invited," he said walking away.

Back at the top floor tenement flat were a small group. There was three of
the girl dancers including Fiona, one male dancer, and the rest were
pipers, including the Campbell brothers. The two other females were
definitely attached to two of the pipers and they spent most of the time
snogging each other's faces off. The remaining two guys were friends of Rob
and seemed to be in their late thirties. One guy sat opposite Fiona and
winked at her. He wasn't that attractive but the way he was sitting on the
floor, Fiona realised she could see his balls and his cock lying on top of
them. His cock didn't look too big but she found it very erotic. He didn't
know she could see until someone suddenly pointed out that his "meat and
two veg" were showing and he quickly adjusted himself.

Fiona and Neil went an errand for more beer. She had had about four glasses
of wine and was feeling quite relaxed but very horny and Neil was being
quite forward, kissing her on the lips as they went down the stairs and
actually squeezing one of her breasts gently before apologising. As he
kissed her, she could feel his cock press against her front and the tent in
his kilt suggested he wasn't wearing any underwear either. She was very
tempted to grip it but curtailed herself.

When they returned back with the beer, the house had almost emptied. Only
Rob and Jack were there.

"Where's everyone?" said Neil.

"Och they've all got something or someone to do," said Rob. "All that's
left are two virgins and two guys who are over the hill."

"I wouldn't say that," said someone and Fiona realised it had been
her. "Sorry I spoke out loud," she said, blushing again.

"When a pretty virgin girl gives me a compliment, I take it with both
hands," said Rob.

"I'm not..." she started to say then stopped, realising with wine was
talking telling them she wasn't a virgin might not be a good idea.

She felt very comfortable with them. No one was being suggestive to her and
no one was coming on to her. Sadly neither was Neil. The talk was of the
day's piping and the afternoon's football results and soon it was after ten
o'clock. Fiona's mother had phoned and she chatted away about the day and
when she returned to the room, Rob was sitting up on the back of the sofa
talking animatedly about some goalkeeper or another and Fiona sat back
down. She looked up and suddenly realised she could see Rob's cock and
balls. His legs were apart and, as he was at the higher level they were
quite clear. The others sat either side and couldn't see the same view.

His cock was huge. It was bigger soft than David's had been fully
erect. She began to dream again and wondered what it would feel like inside
her, or better still, spraying cum in her mouth. Rob was talking now about
some dancer he had been chatting up and when she looked again his cock was
getting hard. This beautiful creature had foreskin which was peeling back
gently as it rose. Rob put his hand under and adjusted it and as he did, he
caught Fiona's eye and realised she had been watching. He smiled at her.

"He lads, come up here," he said, patting the sofa back beside him. "I want
to talk to you about this pretty young girl.

The guys, all quite drunk, clambered up beside him, not fully realising
that their tackle was on full display to Fiona.

"What you see here, Fiona," he said, slightly pulling his kilt up, "is a
selection of Scottish manhood. You have a mature beast with the equipment
and looks to match, you have a young stud with some experience and a lot of
energy and you've got a wee virgin there who's not quite sure how to work
with what he's got but he's a cutie anyway. Now who would you pick?"

Fiona blushed again. She could see all three cocks. Only Rob's was hard,
probably because the others had no idea what he was talking about. She
wondered if they did know, would they be hard too. She felt very wet down
there again.

"I can't choose," she said.

"Can't choose because you don't want any or can't choose because you want
all three?" said Rob. He turned to either side in turn and said," Guys show
her what a man is made of, open your legs."

Jack did immediately and she saw his cock jump. Neil looked on in a mad
panic. Rob looked at him, lifted his kilt and exposed his enormous cock to
Neil.

"If I can you can," he said.

Fiona smiled as she saw Neil, embarrassed as he was immediately responding
between the legs. One minute he was soft and the next he was rigid.

"Now which do you want?" said Rob.

"All three!"

There was that voice again. She realised it was hers but wasn't quite sure
what she was asking for. She was quite drunk, she knew that, but more
importantly she was hornier than she had ever been in her life. She was on
fire inside and the lining of her vagina was twitching. She so wanted
fucked!

Fiona stood up and slipped off her panties. "We're even now," she said
sitting back down.

She couldn't believe what she was doing, it was so out of character but she
also could see three horny guys, including a very embarrassed Neil and more
importantly, three hard cocks. The thoughts of what was about to happen
made her feel weak at the knees and she felt so, so dirty!

"Right Neil, go and get some practise and let your uncles watch you lose
your cherry," said Rob.

Rob was Neil's mother's brother. The family connection made Fiona hotter
still. Neil stood up, his cock stuck out with the kilt like a pelmet, being
held up as it rested on it. He pulled off his white shirt and displayed a
naked chest with a few freckles sprinkled across it and started to remove
his kilt.

"Don't, said Fiona.

She liked the idea of pipers fucking her and removing the kilt would
shatter that illusion. He walked tentatively over to stand in front of her
and Fiona leaned forward, lifted the tartan fabric and engulfed his five or
six inch cock in one gulp. He gasped as her fingers caressed his red haired
balls which were tight to his body and that wonderful scent of man invaded
her nostrils. She sucked and sucked until he screamed for her to stop.

She did, just as Jack walked over. Jack was a real hunk and, stripped to
the waist his trim, flat stomach had a trail of hair up to his navel and
then a patch on his chest. His cock was a rod of iron. He was circumcised,
only the second one she had seen. The length was around seven inches but it
felt brick hard in her hand as she gripped him. Neil stood slightly to the
side staring. Fiona assumed the first time he had seen his uncle's cock,
and probably the first time he had seen a hard cock. She engulfed Jack's
dick. The texture was so hard she hardly felt it was made of skin and she
wondered how it would feel inside her with such firmness. She couldn't fit
it all in her mouth so concentrated on sucking the head and top
half. Little trickles of pre-cum flavoured and helped her sucking and, once
more she gripped his balls as she sucked. His blonde hair was much more
copious forming a thick curly mass around his balls and she loved the feel
of the wiriness as she stroked. He too, asked her to stop as he was close.

"You are amazing young girl and no virgin, I guess," said Jack.

Fiona smiled. "Are you hoping to check," she asked.

"You bet," he replied.

As Jack stood back, she saw Rob coming towards her. Jack had obviously seen
it before but Neil's mouth dropped. Fiona got the feeling that these two
brothers had done a double act with some young lady before, such was their
coordination. Fiona wasn't good at guessing but assuming Jack's was over
seven inches, this one must have been close to ten but it was thick, very
thick!

She stretched her mouth around the head and slid back his loose foreskin to
reveal a plump head. The texture of this cock was softer than Jack's. It
was still stiff and erect but it felt spongier. His balls were loose and
heavy unlike the other two and interestingly, they had been shaved so were
very soft to the touch. The balls filled her whole hand while her other
hand held the brute in her mouth and sucked.

"Fucking Hell you're a born cocksucker if ever I met one," said Rob and he
gently pushed the cock in and out of her mouth.

Both other lads just stood, watching and stroking their own cocks. Rob
withdrew and pushed Fiona back on the couch, lifting her kilt to reveal her
open cunt. He gently fingered her.

"Christ you're wet," he commented, stating the obvious as two fingers
disappeared inside her. "Let's make you wetter."

Pushing her legs wide open and in full view of the others, he buried his
head between her legs and his tongue slipped into her sloppy opening. She
felt his bristles on her but more importantly, his long tongue knew what it
was doing. He lapped at her, he played with her little nub and he spread
her wider to get further inside. A firework display went off in Fiona's
head and someone screamed. She realised it had been her, as an orgasm
washed over her. Never had she come so quickly.

Rob quickly stripped her naked to reveal her breasts and Neil was brought
over to start sucking on her nipples. The rough tartan material was very
erotic between her legs, as was his hard cock which kept slipping around
her open cunt. The two older men stood back to give him some room and he,
following his uncle's lead, dropped down between her legs and started
slurping. He had none of the technique of his older uncle and his tongue
more or less just slopped around inside her but it gave her some time to
prepare for what she assumed was to come.

Uncle Rob handed Neil a condom. Neil unwrapped it and tried, with initial
difficulty (they don't go on easily when inside out), to stretch it over
his eager teenage cock.

"Are you ok with this?" he kindly asked. "It's my first time."

"I can't wait," she replied.

The rubber firmly in place, his cock was pushed between her legs and, after
a false insertion, quickly disappeared inside Fiona. She gripped his arse
under the kilt and he started to fuck her. Fiona was lost in oblivion. The
hard teenage cock was just like David's and it's eager humping and Neil's
heavy breathing really turned her on. He kissed her nipples as he
fucked. He was never going to last long but she didn't care as she knew
more was to come.

The wee lad groaned as his pace changed and his final three thrusts
suggested a nice load of young cum was filling the rubber inside her. She
could actually feel the pressure as the liquid fired inside to find itself
restricted by the rubber teat. He pulled a dwindling cock out, the bag on
the end showing he had plenty cum for her pleasure the next time she sucked
him off. He pulled it off and for a moment she was going to ask him to tip
it on her but she thought better of it. As he sat opposite, Jack came over
to the sofa.

Fiona was completely naked and lying back with her legs bend and open. Jack
went between them again and licked her cunt. She found the idea of one guy
sucking where another cock had been very exciting and she lay back to give
him full access. Rob slipped around and laid his heavy, semi-hard cock on
her face. She took it in her hand and placed it between her lips. The
liquid at the head dripped into her mouth. As she sucked, Jack took
position and wrapped a rubber on his cock. He gently pushed into her and
the additional size was most welcome as he slid his full length inside
her. His hands were agile and he kissed her, with both hands taking a tit
each. Rob has stood back again, waiting his turn. It was so lovely to be
kissed and Jack was a good kisser. His tongue explored her mouth with a
hunger as though it was looking for something to eat and his hard rod felt
really satisfying inside her, reaching all the way into her body as he
picked up speed.

That growing warmth started up her body again and she knew another orgasm
was on its way. It grew and grew and Jack, sensing it moved his thrusting
to allow his cock to have more purchase against her vagina wall as he
fucked. That triggered it and the orgasm came with such frightening speed
that she felt like she had had some kind of drug induced "high." She
grabbed Jack's head and forced his mouth hard down on his, her tongue
pushing back into his mouth as she did so. He came simultaneously and the
pair of them collapsed backwards as his cock slid out and lay with the
rubber full of cum dangling between his legs.

She glanced across and Rob stood with a wicked smile on his lips.

"Have you room inside for one more? He asked.

She smiled weakly but nothing was going to stop her being impaled on that
monster. Thankfully her afternoon's dreaming had left her very wet inside
and she felt she could manage him. Little Neil, by this time was standing
watching and wanking, his cock in his hand.

Rob asked Fiona down on to the floor and he placed some cushions under her
head. He, like the others, licked her slightly reddened cunt. He lapped
around it and again Fiona got the feeling that these guys enjoyed licking a
newly fucked cunt. The condom had some difficultly covering the length of
Rob's cock but it had no trouble with width. He spent some time before
entry, licking her thighs and her cunt, then traced up to her stomach and
breasts. She enjoys this tenderness and it helped her return to an
eagerness to enjoy Rob's cock.

When he entered, his experience showed. He was gentle and slow. He played
around the entrance and gently teased her to this new width before starting
to enter her. It felt like her first ever fuck. She remembered the boy at
school who probably only had six inches but the feeling of this alien thing
entering her body was both exciting and scary. The size of Rob was much
greater and felt like she imagined giving birth in reverse. He took fully
four or five minutes before it was fully inside her. He then slowly slid
back and firth allowing her to accept the brute, before picking up a little
speed. This casual session was enjoyable and little ripples passed through
her body as the gentle fuck took place.

Now he was really inside her and his speed picked up. His kissing was
rougher than Jack's but somehow really manly. His scent was that of a
man. This guys was probably just five or six years younger than her father
and his big man's cock was embedded in her teenage cunt. He licked her
nipples, he kissed her again, he thrusted and sweated as he fucked. Jack
watched from the sofa, his cock half hard but spent but Neil stood really
close, still wearing his kilt and wanking furiously.

"Come here, nephew," said Rob as he pushed into her. "Put your hand between
my legs from behind and feel my balls, then squeeze them and feel my cock
going into her."

Neil scooted around and did as he was bid. Fiona could feel his warm hands
grip Rob's cock as it pummelled her. She also felt his finger slip in
alongside it, waking her wince a little.

"I'm getting close," said Rob. "Want me to cum in you and Neil there to cum
on you?"

"Oh yes," said Fiona.

Neil was around at her head, kneeling on the floor facing her face. Rob was
fucking and kissing her.

"I'm going to get cum on you uncle unless you move," said Neil.

"Shut up and just do it," said Rob.

Neil's cock sprayed a jet of thin cum that belied his previous ejaculation
only thirty minutes or so before. Fiona opened her mouth to accept it and
just as it fired in, Rob clamped down on her, his tongue sharing the young
lad's seed. The remainder sprayed her face and his and she felt his massive
organ dump his own cum inside her simultaneously. The final orgasm for her
came as she pondered sharing a boy's cum with a fully grown man. It was
just so dirty.

There should have been an embarrassing aftermath with everyone fumbling for
clothes, but Rob's compliments to all for the fabulous performances made
everyone laugh.

"You're one Hell of a girl," said Rob, "and I hope you'll give us the
pleasure of your cunt again some time, either together or individually."

"You bet," she said limping to the toilet to freshen up.

And she did!


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