The weekend couldn't come fast enough for Alan and I. We'd spend the entire week fucking ourselves stupid with each other and Auntie Jean and Uncle John but on Friday we were told to rest and prepare ourselves for the Saturday.
Auntie took me shopping on Friday afternoon and bought me a short summer dress which was basically see through with light floral pattern to aid modesty.
Saturday came soon enough and a team of caterers arrived by mid afternoon to set up the barbecue and buffet table. There something a bit odd about the caters which were one of Uncle's contacts. The chef, who appeared to be in charge was a big black guy, muscular and beefy with a shaved head. He was very handsome but his most endearing feature was the fact that he was wearing those multicoloured chef trousers, which are really thin, and the outline of the biggest cock I've ever seen (bearing in mind I'd seen three) swung free underneath them.
The girls all wore short French maid outfits, so short it was clear to see that none of them wore any underwear either. One of them caught me looking at her and smiled sweetly back. I blushed. She came over to where I was standing and held my hand. She kept smiling and looking into my eyes as she took my hand and guided it under her skirt letting my fingers explore her newly shaven pussy. I slid my finger up and down it opening the lips and gently flicking her clit.
When I retrieved my hand my fingers were slick with her juices. Still smiling she led my fingers up to my mouth and had me lick them dry. "Later." Was all she said as she drifted away to others.
At four people started arriving. Auntie Jean was with a young couple in the kitchen pouring them some drinks. I was introduced to them. The girl, Anna, was petite and slim with a pair of firm rounded breasts struggling under a thin summer dress similar to mine. Dave her young husband was tall and slightly built wearing a floral shirt and light slacks.
The formalities over Auntie asked if I would show them into the outhouse to retrieve some beers from the cooler. As we walked out Anna slipped her hand around my waist and started light conversation while Dave followed up behind.
When we got inside the outhouse I went directly to the lower level drawer of the cooler and started unpacking the beers. Anna joined me to help. We were both bent over and I was only vaguely aware of Dave behind us when a felt a hand caress my bottom from under my skirt. I shot a glance at Anna who was still smiling and appeared to be swaying slightly.
She looked at me and said "Ever been to one of Jean and John's parties before?"
I shook my head and she smiled again. "You'll love it." Then leant over and gently brushed her lips against mine before pressing more firmly and snaking her tongue into my mouth, exploring me.
The hand behind me had now started to slide up and down my slit through my cotton panties and I was beginning to get worked up. I could feel my pussy start to moisten and knew it wouldn't be long before I was soaking them through. I knew Dave was doing the same to Anna because her kissing was getting more urgent, her tongue more lustful.
Anna broke away and groaned. Dave's fingers had now pushed aside our panties and was slipping in and out of our tight wet pussy holes. We both thrust back against the invading fingers gasping our pleasure and clinging onto each other. My hands roamed her body and found her large firm breasts and I started to fondle them and gently pull at her nipples.
Our tongues met again just as Dave slipped a second finger into our dripping cunts, pumping in and out now with fury as he took us both close to orgasm.
Anna came first with me a close second. When we had calmed down a bit Anna turned around and knelt in front of her husband and started undoing his trousers to release the very obvious stiff cock underneath. I followed suit and soon we were both raining kisses and licks upon his straining rod.
We curled our tongues around the base and moved in unison up to the head, flicking our tongues against it and each other's until we moved back down the shaft again. He started to moan and thrust his cock forward so Anna and I took it in turns to take it deep into our mouths.
Anna spoke to her husband. "Darling, I want to see that hard cock of yours deep inside Sam's young hot cunt. I want to watch you fuck her, darling and pump your cum into her sweet hole."
Dave groaned again and almost lost his load down my throat but managed to fight it back. Anna stood me up and kissed me again working her hand under my short dress and slipping down my panties. "Will you do that for Dave, Sam. Will you let him fuck your darling little hole."
As she asked she slipped two of her slender fingers deep into my sopping cunt. I gasped and said "Oh yes, but only if you promise to lick your husband's cum out of my pussy afterwards."
"I'll do one better that than, sweetie." She said and helped me up on top of the cooler. She gently spread my legs apart and cooed, "Oh Dave, its smoother and lovelier that I'd hoped for you my darling. Let me get her ready for you". And with that she dipped her head down to my aching slit and ran her tongue from my anus to my clit in one slow delicious movement. Her tongue then parted my wet lips and dipped into my honey pot licking out and tasting my flowing cunt juice.
