'Thank you,' I said. Andrew turned me onto my back and we kissed and he explored my body for a while. I played with his cock and soon it was hard again.
'Now, what would you like?' he asked.
'Fuck me, please, fuck me hard and then spank me until I cry.' He didn't rush to do me; in fact he was an attentive lover and made sure I was on the verge before he inserted himself into my cunt and fucked me with long full strokes virtually coming completely out of me before ramming himself home again. I told him it was fantastic. We both came. He spanked me enthusiastically and I felt he liked to hurt people. His cruel streak certainly aroused him as whilst he held me over his knee I felt him pressing up into me.
Shortly after Jill took me to a shower and we showered together. I quite enjoyed this but the wet blindfold became unpleasant and although Jill was happy to feel me and to be felt she wasn't really into it. I wondered if it was something she did because Andrew wanted her to.
Ben took me home and we showered again and made love slowly together before we fell asleep. Ben told me Andrew thought I was an angel.'
Lyn rolled into me and said: 'Please come inside me. We were on our sides facing each other. I moved to position myself near her cunt. She asked if she could come on top of me. She looked magnificent astride my body, my cock rubbing on her tummy as she pretended she was thrusting into me. 'That's unbelievable,' I stammered.
She raised herself and moving her hips imperceptibly further forward she forced herself down on to me. 'God,' was all I said. She rode me hard and physically it was a wonderful but exhausting experience. I had held off as long as I could but I was desperate to come inside her if she would let me.
'I'm going to come,' she said.
''Can you just touch my balls,' I asked. She managed to reach round and I started to climax into her with a judder. She trembled violently too and grabbed me. We fell back on the mattress and embraced. Lyn pulled the duvet over us.
'I'm going to enjoy you,' she murmured.
It was probably an hour before Lyn continued her story.
'Have you seen Andrew again?' I asked.
'Yes.
For my birthday Ben took me to their house again. I was blindfolded. Andrew undressed me and took me on the lounge carpet quite roughly. I remember I felt tearful and degraded after but he didn't break any of our basic rules. He just didn't seem to respect me. Another couple arrived and I was given to this new man. He never told me his name and of course, I never saw him. He took me to a different bedroom and he used me but in a way that I could enjoy. After a while I told him I wanted him again and he managed to come four times that evening. I particularly enjoyed the way he took my anus and used me whilst pleasuring me greatly at the same time. I thanked him before I was taken home by Ben. My final treat was to spend that night with both Ben and his sister Clare. That has always been my own nirvana.'
Lyn continued: 'One night Ben asked if there was anything he made me do that I disliked. I said I would always follow his wishes and seek to pleasure anyone I was to be with because it was for me the most erotic form of sexual fulfillment to serve him in that way. I went on to say that I preferred longer term partners I could grow to know. Whose desires I could learn to respond to and who could learn to respond to me too. I did say I liked instant donation rather less although sometimes it could be very arousing. I told Ben that I still wanted instant donation to continue because I knew it was such an erotic experience for Ben to see me acquiesce. I mentioned my negative feelings about Andrew. I was never taken to him again.'
'Tell me of an occasion that you did enjoy,' I prompted her, putting an arm round her shoulder. This time I did pull the duvet over us and Lyn placed a hand across my tummy and her head on my shoulder.
'I'm not totally dissolute you know. Even now at 23 I've only ever had six male partners, including you. I suppose most of my partners apart from Ben were people I was 'donated' to the first time. I'm very loyal to them, except for Andrew and his friends. I'm going to tell you about the second occasion which happened the very first time we went away on a winter holiday just the two us without the rest of Ben's family.
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We deliberately chose an area with naturist colonies. We went to the island of Fuerteventura, in the Canary Islands archipelago. The hotel was a large concrete family hotel - we couldn't find naturist accommodation but we spent the days naked and easily went naked when we were in our rooms - a small bedroom and a lounge with a balcony. Topless sunbathing was allowed near the hotel pool. Even in winter the weather was warm enough for swimming and sunbathing, protected as the islands were by the African coast not far away. One evening in the hotel restaurant we found ourselves with a young couple from Canterbury. Sarah was a Math teacher and Neil worked for a house furniture removal company. Sarah was very attractive in a waifish way, quite tall but slight. Neil was tall, with dark brown hair and was quite good looking but no more.
We chatted and I liked them both. It turned out that they had been spending most of their time on the naturist beaches and we said that we had too. It was their first naturist experience. Sarah said, flushing attractively pink as she spoke, that she had been very nervous about stripping off like that. Neil had persuaded her but she had soon got used to it as she watched everyone else on the beach. 'I'm quite a voyeur now,' she said, 'so I expect to be looked at too!' Sarah and I prattled on about our jobs and Ben and Neil talked boys' talk.
After finishing two bottles of wine between us Neil said. 'I've got another bottle up in our room if you fancy joining us for a while.' Ben looked at me and I nodded. 'Good,' said Sarah - 'I need to get these awful shoes off.'
We took the lift to their floor, four floors above us with a super view out over the sea. Theirs was just one large room with twin single beds. I stood on the balcony. Three of us were in shorts and tops or shirts and Sarah was wearing a top very similar to mine with a very sexy little flared pale blue skirt. I sensed a cool breeze so high up from the ground. Ben stood behind me and placed a hand on my waist. Sarah wandered over and I realized that with our shoes off she was much the same height as me. Her boyish figure and short hair made her very attractive to me and I desperately wanted to touch her. Ben found it very erotic to see me with another female. I put an arm round her waist. She looked at me and lightly kissed my shoulder, then shyly turned her head back to the view, blushing. Neil passed me a glass of white wine and gave Ben one too. He then disappeared briefly and came back with a glass for Sarah and one for himself. She took two big gulps and smiled at me again. Neil was just behind her but Ben had moved away and had picked up a naturist magazine he'd seen on the bed. We had never bought that kind of thing or felt we needed to but Ben was obviously interested as he sat down to skim the pages. It was quite dark outside now but the moonlight and lamps from the town enabled you to discern the beach and the breakers coming in.
I was still standing to Sarah's left on the balcony. Neil cupped Sarah's left breast from behind her and she pushed back into him. She smiled at me. Neil said 'OK?' quietly questioning Sarah in a code she must have understood. She nodded and went 'Mmmmm. Yes, Neil' I glanced at her and she stared into my eyes, moving her free left hand to my abdomen. She just placed it there. I tensed, but in anticipation not because I was uncomfortable or unwilling. I had removed my hand from her waist when Neil brought Sarah her wine but now I put it back, but lower, a couple of inches below the waistband of her skirt. I stroked her.
Neil slipped the narrow strap of Sarah's cream coloured sleeveless top from her shoulder and it fell away revealing her tiny breast and erect pink nipple. Almost surreptitiously I moved my hand lower and more central on Sarah's behind and pushed two fingers fractionally into her crack. I felt her go rigid, maybe in shock or distaste, I was unsure. Then slowly she pushed back towards my hand and at the same time she pressed her own hand quite firmly into my abdomen, lowering her fingers to my mound. I was alight.
Sarah stared into my eyes as I touched her through her skirt and Neil cupped her breast again and fingered and squeezed her nipple. I could tell she was in bliss and that I was contributing to her feelings. Sarah raised her right hand to her right shoulder and slid the remaining strap down so her top dropped away fully. She looked radiant wearing nothing but her micro skirt; I turned to see if Ben was watching or reading his magazine. Our eyes met and he said, simply: 'Now you.'
I took the right hand strap of my own top in my hand and moved it off my shoulder, revealing my own excited, firm right breast. Sarah moved her hand immediately from my mound to my breast only to be joined there by Neil's fingers. I sighed in pleasure and removed the other strap with my left hand.
Neil and Sarah had taken the first suggestive step. I wanted Ben to tell me what to do. He had now come up behind me and his hands came round my front and then pushed down into my shorts. I prayed he would give me to Neil and, hopefully, later to Sarah.