Thirty of us were taken through to departure, our group of ten and twenty others. In the departure lounge I experienced my first ever case of a boy hitting on me. I realised what I'd done wrong, I had taken longer than everyone else to get my backpack on and had become separated from my 'Pack', two boys had swooped in on me and had started to chat me up. I headed straight for Steve Prentice and Paul Walker, just two of the six boys from my village group and I used them as a shield to hold the rest of the boys at bay.

Once in the departure lounge we found that we were flying out on a jumbo jet for Orlando, Florida. I sat between Steve and Paul on the aircraft, our team seemed to comprise of the four girls from my village, the six boys that we all knew very well and twenty hormonal riddled and testosterone fuelled eighteen year old boys who looked like they'd never seen a girl before. Susie, Tracy and Amy seemed to be fighting off the advances of each and every one of the other twenty boys, it even looked like the team leader, Ben, a thirty year old academic type, was trying his luck too. I was left alone because I was sitting between Steve and Paul.

We landed in Orlando to a definitely frosty welcome. Our group didn't have visas for America, we were just transiting through and because of that, we ended up locked in the 'Aliens transit lounge' until our onward flight to Lima Peru. The first leg of our flight had been on an American Airways jumbo jet, cramped, but the height of luxury compared with our Russian Tupolev Tu-144 aircraft that took us the rest of the way to Peru. Food was offered but none of us ate it.

At Lima airport I was held up a little at immigration, apparently my name was the same as a woman who was a convicted drug smuggler in Peru, it took several minutes, well, more than several actually to find out that the woman who I shared my name with was still safely locked up in their federal prison and they let me go. Steve and Paul were still waiting for me just the outher side of the secure area.

Outside the airport building there were two old American school busses, the first bus was totally full, that bus was heading for our dig site, the second bus was more than half empty and was heading further up the mountain to a smaller site. Paul, Steve and I were packed onto the second bus, they would drop us off at our site.

We left the airport together, the fully laden bus in front went off like a young, fit gazelle, bounding from foothill to foothill with ease, while our half empty bus had to drag its arse, coughing and wheezing, from boulder to boulder. We soon lost sight of the rest of our group and just had to settle into the long slow and very uncomfortable journey. Our dig site was about half way up the mountain and we arrived well after dusk. We were dropped off at the side of the temporary encampment; everyone else had already been allocated tents, Susie, Tracy and Amy were squeezed into a two man tent, they were lucky, that tent had a double airbed in it, there was only one empty tent left, another two man tent but it only had two sleeping bags and a thin rubber mat to cover the rocky ground. Ben grinned when he said that he was alone in his two man tent, I looked at Steve and Paul, they wouldn't mind sharing with each other but I could see from their faces that they didn't want to volunteer to share with Ben ... mind you, I don't think that Ben was offering to share with Steve or Paul.

I looked into Steve's eye and shrugged my shoulders, trying to encourage him to say something, then I looked over at the tent with Susie, Tracy and Amy squashed inside, Steve jolted into action, "Well, well, I suppose that, you know, we're all adults, we could share together like Susie, Tracy and Amy I guess!"

I heaved a sigh of relief, this was my first hurdle as an adult and I was glad that I wasn't going to have to jump over it with a much older man that I didn't know from Adam.

The day had been scorching hot but half way up the mountain it suddenly turned freezing cold and all we had were two single sleeping bags zipped together and a half inch thick film of rubber under us.

I went to the latrine tent for a shower and a little privacy to get changed for bed. Paul and Steve stayed in the tent to get changed. I'd put on my usual nighty, at home I would have been naked under my nighty but I decided to keep a bra and knickers on under it tonight. I didn't have a dressing gown with me, too little space in my back pack so I wore my mackintosh over my nighty for the run back to my shared tent.

Steve was as far to the left hand side of the sleeping bag, both single bags had been zipped into one double bag. Paul was as far to the right as he could get, leaving a thin gap between them for me to sleep in. I still had the option of sharing with Ben, at least in his tent the sleeping bags would be singles and not a double, Ben probably had a comfortable air filled mattress in his tent too.

I sucked it up, crawled carefully between my two friends to the head of the bed before slipping out of my coat and sliding down into the sleeping bag. The boys were both wearing T-shirts and as I realised that I hoped that they would be wearing pyjama bottoms or jogging trousers at the very least. My feet brushed against bare legs on both sides of the bed, 'I hope they are wearing underpants at least!' ran through my mind as I slid fully into the sleeping bag.

We were all lying on our backs so our shoulders were touching as well as our hips. My arms were at my side so my hands were touching both Steve and Paul's hips through their T-shirts. We lay still for thirty minutes, not a word had been said since I slipped into bed. Steve suddenly turned onto his right side to face me, something fell across my wrist like a branch falling from a tree, I wasn't so much of a rube that I didn't know what had just fallen onto my wrist and if I was right, it meant that Steve wasn't wearing underpants to bed.

Steve whispered, "Are you asleep Kelly?"

"No."

Steve wasn't moving but there was a movement against my wrist, the log that had fallen against my arm was growing longer and harder.

"Do you fancy doing me a big favour Kelly ... just as a mate ... kind of thing?"

"What sort of favour?"

"Well, you can feel that I have a little ... well, quite a big problem growing down there! If I were alone I'd just look after it myself, like I usually do..."

Steve and I had hung out together for fourteen years and sex had never reared its ugly head before, not even when we'd gone as a group to the local lake and gone skinny dipping together, all ten of us naked in the water and then after, lying on the grass to dry in the sun, ten naked teenagers and sex hadn't come up, actually, nothing had come up. The cold water had shrunken the six boys to the point that they looked more like us four girls and even after, in the bright sunshine nothing grew.

"What do you want me to do?"

Steve didn't answer with his voice, he took a hold of his manhood and moved it down from my wrist, he rubbed his cockhead against my fingers for a moment or two, I froze, We'd been travelling for close to thirty hours and I was overly tired, it crossed my mind that this was the first of forty nights together and right from the outset Steve was taking liberties with me.

I didn't respond in any way but Steve was obviously getting a little desperate, he pressed his cockhead down harder, it forced my fingers apart and his slimy cockhead was pressed against the palm of my hand. My fingers closed of their own volition and gripped his cock gently. Steve stopped pressing his cock down and he wriggled his body up in the bed slightly, he leaned in to me slightly more, his cock slid through my hand and his cockhead pressed into my hip, I felt the moistness of his pre-cum through my nighty and knickers.

"Grip it tighter please Kelly."

I'd never done anything like this with a boy before but since the age of fourteen, I'd been working on my grandfather's farm at the weekends for a little extra pocket money, one of my jobs was to look after the horses that were stabled there, I would clean out their stalls and groom them. Grooming horses was more than just currycombing them and washing down their fetlocks and hooves, I also had to look after their personal area as well. When my grandfather showed me how I had to wash a horse's private area ... I have to say I was very embarrassed but quickly realised that it was a job that a horse wasn't able to do for itself.

I had to rub the horse's sheath, usually with a wet flannel in my hand, cleaning the outside of the sheath as well as exciting the horse a little so that its cock would grow and leave its sheath. A horse's cock was massively different to a man's cock, the head of a horses cock wasn't a bullet, it was like the underside of a flat mushroom, grandpa told me that it was called a flange. The underside of the flange would gather a thick, cheese-like substance called smegma. The biggest problem was behind the flange but the front face of the flange also had folds and creases that had to be cleaned out too. I probably spent thirty minutes on each horse cleaning their cocks, their massive cocks. A horse's cock would grow to the length and thickness of my arm and I looked after four of them two or three times a week so the thing that Steve had just forced into my palm shouldn't have worried me one little bit.

I closed my fingers around Steve's cock a little tighter and he rocked back and forth a few times before his face closed in on mine and he kissed my cheek. It wasn't the first time Steve had kissed my cheek, it happened at least twice a day as a rule. When we were two years old, our mothers had encouraged us all to kiss each other's cheek every time we met and parted and we'd carried that on for the past fourteen years. The thing now though, it wasn't just one quick peck like usual, a peck and retreat, Steve's lips pressed into my cheek for several seconds and when that kiss ended, he didn't retreat. I felt Steve move slightly and a second kiss landed, closer this time to my own lips and as his lips pressed against my face again his breathing sped up as did his rocking back and forth as he humped his cock into my hand.

Steve's third kiss landed squarely on my lips and they pressed hard until his body jerked, his cockhead was pressing into my hip as he exploded and I felt warmth spreading out through my nighty and knickers. Steve relaxed slightly, he rocked away and then thrust hard into my hand, his body shuddered again and more semen pumped out of his cock and as that spunk mingled with the liquid already covering my nightclothes his tongue started pressing against my lips trying to gain entry to my mouth.

I definitely wasn't used to this, I'd never kissed with tongues before and as I finally let his tongue enter my mouth, Steve thrust into my hand again, his body gave a gentle shake and the last dribbling of seed left his body for mine.

Steve's cock shrank in my hand and he pulled his mouth away from mine, "Thanks Kelly, that was great."

There was a sudden whisper in the dark, "Steve, are you done?"

"For the moment mate!"

"Kelly, what about me?"

I was shocked, I had no idea that Paul had still been awake, worse than that, that Paul had known exactly what Steve and I had just done together and then it dawned on me, while I was in the shower the boys must have discussed the situation and they had agreed that Steve should start the ball rolling ... I was suddenly brought back, mentally, to the tent, Steve's hand was rubbing over my spunk covered hip, "Sorry Kelly but it feels like I've made quite a mess down here, you're all wet, you'd better take your nighty off so that it can dry out."

I must have still been on tilt a little from what had just happened because I allowed Steve to pull my nighty off over my head and he draped it over my backpack in the darkness to dry. Steve reached into his own pack and found a hand towel, he pulled his towel under the cover of the sleeping bag and he wiped over my hip, then he touched the side of my bikini brief panties, "These are wet too, they'll have to come off as well."

"Hey, what about me? Kelly, what about me?"

Paul was still on his back, he twisted slightly to his left and he reached across me, his right forearm brushed over my bra covered breasts, sending thousand volt shocks through my body as he reached for my left shoulder, pulling me over onto my right hand side but before he was successful Steve had divested me of my panties. Paul finally managed to get me onto my right side, Paul started to slide his hand down my left arm. I knew full well what Paul wanted me to do and as I'd just done it for Steve, I thought, Hell why not ... just this once!.

Paul's hand was on my elbow when I reached over and felt around for his cock. Paul's cock wasn't quite as big as Steve's but I soon found it and gathered his cock shaft into my palm. I started to rub Paul gently when Steve moved in closer to my back, his bare hips pressed against my buttocks and his flaccid cock slipped up against the valley between. Steve kissed the back of my neck and his left hand rubbed over my left hip, he kissed his way around to my ear and whispered, "Can I help you out the same way that you helped me?"

My hand froze on Paul's cock, "What ... what do you mean?"

Steve's hand slipped from my hip, down the back of my thigh and down as far as my knee. Steve lifted my left knee and moved my leg so that my knee was resting on Paul's legs. Steve pushed my head forward slightly, lining my mouth up with Paul's and as Paul kissed me, Steve's hand slipped up the inside of my thigh until his fingers reached my pussy. As Steve pushed two fingers up into my quim and began to masturbate me from behind I found my own hand speeding up on Paul's cock.

Steve gave me my first ever truly massive orgasm and it coincided with Paul's eruption. As I climaxed I felt Steve's cock starting to wake up against my bottom and begin to burrow in between my thighs. I was just getting my breath back when I felt Steve's wet fingers against my spine, he was working out how my bra's clasp worked and it didn't take long before I felt my bra's lower strap relax and my bra fell away from my body.

Steve was back to rocking again, this time he wasn't using my hand to get himself off, he was using the soft flesh between my thighs but he was aiming for a target slightly higher. I slipped my left hand off of Paul's cock, wiped his spunk off onto Steve's hand towel and reached between us to push his cock away, "Come on guys, this could go on all night and I'm knackered. We all have a big day tomorrow and we all need a good night's sleep.

Both Steve and Paul were disappointed that I'd chosen to stop playtime before they were totally finished with me, at a guess Steve had come up with the idea of the mutual masturbation session as an opening gambit but he and Paul had agreed that if I let them start the game that way Steve would press on quickly to try and get full sex out of me as quickly as possible. Both boys were very upset but once I'd agreed to continue with their little game the following day they agreed to let me go to sleep.

It was the first time that I'd ever slept with another person, the first time I'd been totally naked in bed with two other people, they were both naked as well, as soon as Steve got me naked both he and Paul had taken their T-shirts off.

I woke at five thirty, I really needed more sleep but just as our tent had offered no protection from the cold mountain air during the night, it offered even less protection from the early dawn light which brought with it sudden heat, which the tent was again ill equipped to protect against.

Breakfast would be at seven o'clock and work would start at eight o'clock sharp. I was still dog tired from our long journey but with the heat and the bright sunlight there would be no way I'd be able to get back to sleep. I was on my back; Steve and Paul were both facing me sleeping on their sides. I didn't move at all but within minutes of my waking up Steve opened his eyes and grinned at me, "Morning Kelly, you're awake early, you all hot and bothered?"

I was definitely hot, the sleeping bag was quite thick to cover the below freezing temperatures over night but once the sun came up it was like being in a sauna and I hadn't pushed the sleeping bag down because I was totally naked.

Steve reached out and fondled my breasts under the covers. I pushed his hand away and in doing so I managed to uncover both of our upper bodies. My eyes flashed over to Paul as Steve said, "Hey, you said we could carry on from where we left off last night today!"

"I meant tonight, not this morning."

"Well, what else are you planning to do for the next ninety minutes?"

Well, Steve had a good point, there was ninety minutes to kill before breakfast ... so!

"What exactly did you have planned for part two of your little game last night?"

"Well, after you masturbated us both I was planning on persuading you to give us both oral sex next."

"It didn't feel like you were close to my mouth when I stopped you last night!"

"Well, no ... but I didn't think that I'd get you naked so easily and when I got so close to the final target I just thought I may as well go straight for gold."

"Okay, so, keeping to your little plan what would you have asked me to do next?"

Steve unzipped his side of the sleeping bag totally and threw it off of both of our bodies, we were both totally exposed and because there was no restraint now from the sleeping bag Steve was able to roll onto his back with quite a little space between us, he talked me through what he wanted, it wouldn't have come high on my list of 'Top ten things to do on an archaeological dig!' worse than that, the very concept of taking Steve's cock in my mouth was distinctly disgusting. I had to accept that Steve had a fuller knowledge of sexual matters than I had and if he said that sucking his cock would give him pleasure I had to take his word for it.

Steve got into position on his back and he pulled my upper body over his, pushing my head down to his cock and easing his fresh erection into my mouth. It took about thirty minutes to get him off because I wasn't really very good at the task before me. In the end he only fired off because I used my hand as well as my mouth to get him to explode. If I thought the concept of oral sex was disgusting it was nothing compared to the taste of his spunk filling my mouth. As soon as Steve blew, I pulled my mouth away and used his hand towel to vent his sperm from my mouth.

I looked over at Paul, I was dumbfounded to find that he had slept through my first ever blow-job. I looked back at Steve, "Well, how did I compare to the last girl?"

"What last girl?"

"You know, the last girl to suck you off!"

"There hasn't been another girl, you were the first to give me a wank last night and you were the first girl that has ever sucked my cock in my life."

"How come you were so desperate for me to suck you then if you've never done anything before?"

"I've seen it done a million times on my PC at home in my bedroom and I've wanted to try it for the past three years."

I checked the time, sucking Steve's cock and all the talking we'd done had eaten up an hour, it was still only six thirty though, still thirty minutes to go before breakfast, Steve grinned at me and then he nodded over to Paul, I looked, Paul's cock was wide awake but the rest of his body was still fast asleep, "That's called a morning glory, it happens to every man just before they wake up. I could reciprocate with you, you know, like I did last night when I masturbated you with my fingers but this time with my mouth. You could fulfil one of men's greatest fantasies while I'm blowing you, wake Paul up with your mouth. Every man fantasises about it but women won't do it unless the man begs them to do it."

"You mean suck his morning glory while he's still asleep?"

"Don't worry, he'll wake up really fast when he feels your mouth clamped around his cock."

I twisted my upper body and started sucking Paul's cock while Steve pulled my lower body into position with my legs wide open and set about licking my pussy. I'd thought that Steve had given me as much pleasure as anyone could stand with his fingers just ten hours earlier but as he started to use his mouth on me I was wrong, oh so wrong. Paul woke up almost as soon as my mouth slipped over his sleeping erection and although I only had one blow-job under my belt I had really improved for Paul and because I was bouncing about with my own orgasm, I brought Paul off in just twenty minutes and he seemed more than happy with his happy ending in my mouth.

I'd planned on spitting Paul's spunk into Steve's towel as I'd done before but as Paul climaxed, Steve drove me to ever greater heights and instead of spitting I had to swallow because I was gasping for breath.

I pulled my mackintosh on and carried my clothes over to the shower block. It wasn't shyness this time, I would happily have dressed or undressed in front of Paul and Steve after last night, I just really needed a shower and didn't want to dirty any of my clothes as washing facilities were so primitive.

Breakfast was very continental, it took less than fifteen minutes to eat, Ben suggested that we all write a card home, tell our folks that we'd arrived safely, explain that we were nowhere near a telephone or internet connection. The local driver would take all of our cards into town and he'd scan them into a computer at an internet cafe to send them to their London office where they would be posted or emailed on to our parents, that way the message would get home within two days instead of two months.

After breakfast Ben set about digging a sondage trench at the new area of our dig. Ben would check to see how far down the archaeology was and then the rest of us would rough dig the full sized trench down to within a few inches of the archaeology before scraping the dirt one millimetre at a time to uncover the artifacts.

While Ben was digging down in his small sondage trench the rest of our team were moving the digging tools and the find trays from the main site to our new location. I'd started out that morning wearing jeans, a bra and a long sleeved shirt but after walking about ten miles lugging stuff the five hundred yards between our two sites I was regretting it. I was regretting it even more when Ben was two feet down and he made the decision for us to start hacking down the overgrowth from our ten meter by ten meter area of scrub land. We couldn't just use a bush knife though, we had to ease a fork in at the side of the bushes to loosen the soil and then pull out the brush, roots and all.

Because the land around our dig site was pretty poor, all of the vegetation was being composted so that after our dig was over, the nutrients could be returned to the land. By lunch time, I'd walked another ten miles pushing a wheelbarrow to the composting area and back. I stopped off at my tent on my way to the lunch tent, I stripped off totally, I was planning on changing my knickers for dry ones and lightweight shorts, I also took off my long sleeved shirt and bra and put on a very thin camisole top.

It seemed like a funny coincidence but as soon as I got naked and before I could put a stitch back on, Steve and Paul turned up at our tent, Steve pulled the flap on the front of our tent open and flashed my naked body to the rest of the camp. Fortunately only Ben was in sight, he caught the full vista before Steve could close the flap down again. Steve and Paul wanted to play again but I put them off until after dinner, I was far too tired, far too hot and far too stinky to want to play. I really needed another shower and to change my clothes again but I just didn't have enough clothes to change three or four times a day, I'd be washing my clothes every spare minute I had as it was.

Paul, Steve and I joined our friends at the lunch table, it was just like being back at school, well, apart from the fact that we were all very dirty, very sweaty and very scantily dressed, this was definitely not the school refectory, our school had air conditioning, our lunch tent on the side of a Peruvian mountainside definitely didn't.

I could feel Ben's eyes burning into my back as I was chatting with my small group of lifelong friends. Steve went back to the severy for more rice and brown gloop that we were eating. William jumped into Steve's seat and his lips were straight against my ear.

"Alan had to go to the bathroom at six o'clock this morning, I think he was shooting bullshit when he got back to our tent but he reckons that you were ... let's say ... servicing Steve while Paul lay next to you watching. I didn't know that you and Steve had a 'Thing' going on together!"

"We don't, Steve is just a good friend like the rest of you."

"So Alan got it wrong then, was it you and Paul going at it while Steve watched you?"

"No, Paul is just a good friend like the rest of you."

"The thing is, Alan woke me up as soon as he got back to our tent after his piss, you were definitely having sex with someone and the other half of the partnership sure sounded like Steve to me."

"I was just giving a friend a helping hand, nothing serious going on ... we're just cell-mates for the next six weeks of hard labour!"

I took my last fork full of brown gloop and picked up my plate to take it to the washing up area, my name was on the roster to wash the pots this lunchtime. Steve sat in my vacated seat to eat his extra portion, like me, Steve had no idea what he was eating, all he knew was that he was starving and he'd eat a scabby donkey if it was placed in front of him ... actually he could well be eating ...

The tent emptied out at twelve thirty, there was still thirty minutes before our slave driver, Ben, would lead our chain-gang back to the salt mine. I, because I was washing the dishes, would follow on later to join the rest of the drones.

William collected those plates that the Peruvian students had left on their tables, apparently at their school, they had servants to collect their dishes off of the table. William scrapped the uneaten gloop from the plates and slipped them into the sink under my hands. As I started washing the plates William was beating about the bushes a little, "Kelly, I'm as much a friend to you as Steve is, can I get a little of your special attention as well?"

"What? Are you asking me to help you to get off?"

"The thing is, there are only four of you girls in our group, Susie and Amy are kind of off the market and now that Tracy is in their tent with them, she'll probably turn their way as well so you're the only girl we know around here that we can approach, the Peruvian's don't speak English and the other twenty kids that came out with us all seemed to be in couples before they left England ... Whatever way you look at it, there are six horny guys here and you're the only free girl for us to hit on. We can't look after our own personal needs out here because we're all sharing tents with other guys.

"Wait a minute, I didn't know that Susie and Amy had boyfriends and if there are six of you guys out of luck, their boyfriends must be from outside of our group!"

William grinned, "Their lovers are in our group but they aren't boyfriends!"

His grin widened and he nodded his head as I processed that nugget of information.

"You mean ... Susie and Amy are a couple? I don't believe it!"

"I've seen them, after the ballet recital, I saw Susie and Amy snogging and feeling each other up in their sexy dance costumes and I think that they are planning on indoctrinating Tracy into their partnership."

"So, what do you expect me to do for you?"

"The thing is, I got really turned on listening to you this morning, listening to you and Alan telling me everything he'd seen you doing with Steve, all excited but there was nothing I could do about it in front of Alan so now I've got a bad case of blue balls and I was hoping that you'd help me out like you did for Steve earlier."

William checked all around the tent to make sure there was no one close to the outside, once he was sure that we were totally alone in the kitchen area and we weren't about to be disturbed, he pushed me down onto my knees in front of him and he pulled the front of his shorts down. I used my hand as well as my mouth to make it end as quickly as possible, not because I particularly wanted it to end quickly, I just didn't want to have someone walk in on us and catch me gobbling my friend.

I got William off in ten minutes, I swallowed his seed, the third dose in a day, I was either getting used to the taste of spunk or, I'd been desensitised by the brown gloop I'd just eaten. I remained kneeling as William pulled the front of his shorts up, he thanked me and he walked out of the dining tent with a swagger in his stem and a massive grin on his face.

As William walked away the thought crossed my mind that this was probably the reason that my mother had never allowed me to spend a night away from home before, I'd kissed her goodbye just forty-eight hours ago and the lips that kissed her goodbye had already sucked the cocks of half of the boys I knew in Peru. No ... it was worse than that ... we'd been travelling for thirty of those forty-eight hours so in reality, I'd sucked three boys off in just eighteen hours.

I heard Ben call out, he was gathering the troops, I checked my watch, one minute to one, by one o'clock they were marching out to the dig sites, Ben leading our group to the new trench, if you could call an area of one hundred square feet a trench that is.

I worked my way diligently through the pots and pans, it took me an hour to wash everything, we didn't dry though, Peru was so hot at lunch time at that time of the year that so long as the soap suds were rinsed off with clean water, the plates would be totally dry within the hour.

I dried my hands and headed back out to the coal face. There was a line of eighteen year olds digging along the line of the end of the trench furthest from where Ben was working, they all had their backs to Ben as they dug down eighteen inches or the depth of the blade of a spade. There was a wheel barrow to each two diggers and a barrow boy/girl to wheel the spoil away. The soil was dumped on top of a fine mesh screen and other workers were spreading it out to fall through the screen, capturing anything larger than a pea. After screening with the mesh the soil fell down a plastic shoot and over several powerful metal detectors. If the detector beeped it closed off the end of the shoot and men with handheld metal detectors sifted through the soil to find the metal object.

Ben spotted me walking onto the new dig area and he called me over. Ben was cleaning around a bowl, it was two feet down in the small sondage trench so Ben was reaching right down to work. Ben got me to kneel down opposite him and reach down into the hole to hold the object while he continued trying to ease it out of its two thousand year long resting place. I realised instantly that the way I was dressed was suitable for digging, wheel barrowing or working the screen but it was totally unsuitable for bending over with my arms two feet down in a hole.

Ben spent more time looking at my breasts swinging freely inside my camisole top as it hung down far lower than my chest than he did trying to lift the bowl, our heads were right next to each other as we worked, Ben looked away from my tits just long enough to check no one was close to us, "Is it just for your friends from back home or is the fun available to the rest of us as well?"

I knew what Ben meant instantly, doing all this hard physical work on the dig as well as off of it was making me smarter already, Ben wanted sex and he was asking me for it in a round about way.

"Ben ... are you asking me for sex?"

"Sure, I know that you've already had Steve and Paul at least once each. And from the grin on Bill's face ..."

"William ... it's William not Bill, he hates Bill!"

"... Okay then, from the look on William's face after lunch, he spent his time with you in the dining tent fruitfully, certainly took his mind off of his groin! So I can see that you're fucking with three out of the six boys in your group of friends. I was wondering if you had room for an older man in your knickers as well as all those young studs."

I smiled at him and my hands suddenly moved as the earth gave up its hold on the bowl and I lifted an Iron Age bowl out of Ben's hole. Ben brought a finds tray over to me, he's lined the tray with a pad of cotton wool to protect the bowl while he took it over to the main site to crow in front of the other team leaders.

I picked up a shovel and started to dig at Alan's side, he kept grinning at me because of the way my tits wobbled around when I dug and threw the soil into a wheelbarrow. "What are you grinning at Alan?"

"You!"

"Why are you grinning at me?"

Alan gestured with his head in William's direction, "Because of him, he listened to you and Steve in bed this morning. He was desperate for a wank and had a serious case of blue balls, it made him useless all morning. William spent fifteen minutes on his own with you in the dining tent and he's a changed man all of a sudden!"

I took another shovel full of earth out of the trench and aimed it for the almost full wheelbarrow.

"Kelly, when can I have my turn?"

'Number four out of six and it's only fifty hours since I left my mother, four out of six of my friends plus Ben, our team leader, not forgetting the three guys who hit on me in the departure lounge before we even took off.

I was pondering on the prospect of telling Alan that he had no chance, my hands were already full when Ben returned and saved me.

"Kelly, your résumé says that you have four years experience with horses!"

"Yes."

"Just riding them ... or did you look after them as well?"

"I never rode, I worked at weekends, I cleaned out four stables and then cleaned the four horses, I did that every weekend as well as most holidays."

Ben was looking around at the line of diggers working away in the hot sun. "The thing is, we've been digging for three hours, we've moved around a ton of earth but there is over a hundred tons to move in total and as the rough diggers move back, more and more of you will be needed to clean off the last few inches of dirt and then even more to record, draw and remove the findings. We need a faster way to move the soil away that isn't as labour intensive as barrowing the soil away by hand."

"So why did you ask me about horses?"

"Well, we've been offered the use of two horses with tipping carts. The carts can hold a ton of soil each. More hands with shovels and it will only take one person to handle the horse and cart but we can only have the horses if we can prove to the farmer that we have a horse expert to look after them."

I agreed to go with Ben the next morning to see the farmer and the two horses. I'd have to prove that I could harness the horses to the carts as well as prove that I could look after the horses' welfare.

We continued to dig and load wheel barrows as Ben started to teach three of the other diggers how to clean down correctly while looking out for archaeological finds. I took a turn at wheeling a barrow full of earth to the screen. Alan was pushing the barrow behind mine to the screen.

Alan stopped me returning to the trench, "Ben told me not to take the two barrows back to the main dig, we're about to finish up for the day so Ben told me not to go back."

I followed Alan to the old dig area, there was a very happy dig supervisor waiting for the barrows, his diggers had been leaving piles of scrapings at the side of their trench because they were short of wheelbarrows. I walked back to the camp site just chattering with Alan, he looked around the camp site, it was totally empty, all we could see were a few people walking between one dig area and the other on the outer path and there were sounds coming from the cooking area where dinner was being prepared. Alan grabbed my elbow, he pulled the front flap of his tent open and dragged me inside with him, "Right Kelly, it's my turn now!"

"And what exactly do you think it's your turn for?"

"I thought earlier that you were letting Steve and Paul fuck you but I guess you guys were just performing oral sex on each other ... so I'll have a blow job please if it's okay with you!"

I lay on top of William's sleeping bag while Alan pulled his shorts and underpants down, he was already rampant and his cock was slightly longer and a little fatter than Steve's cock, Steve having the largest of the three cocks that I'd looked after so far in the past twenty hours. Alan stopped as he was about to pull his T-shirt off, "What about you?"

I took the hint and I was naked before Alan had finished taking his socks off. I'd expected Alan to jump straight in but he didn't, "Is it okay if we kiss and cuddle for a while first?"

I nodded my head and Alan pulled me into his chest. We kissed for a while as Alan explored my body with his fingers and as he started to fire up my engine with his fingers between my legs I started to rub his cock for him. He stopped me after three minutes, "God that was close, I don't want you to wank me off, I want you to suck me! Get me off just with your mouth."

Alan pulled away from me and he shuffled his body around so that his knees were either side of my head, then he leaned forward, aiming his cock for my mouth and missing, his cockhead hit my chin so I used my hand to redirect his cock into my mouth, "Just your mouth please, only use your mouth."

I wanted to tell him that I was just aiming his cock for him but I couldn't speak with my mouth full and my mouth was fuller than it had ever been before. Alan let his upper body fall forward slowly, his cockhead crashed into my uvula causing me to cough and gag, "Just relax, it will be easier if you relax and try to swallow."

Alan let his full weight fall on me again, it was obvious that Alan hadn't been a virgin and when he pulled my knees up and almost folded my body in half, pulling my knees either side of my breasts and covered my cunt with his mouth, he proved to me that it wasn't the first time he'd given a girl oral pleasure.

Alan began pulling his hips up, pulling his cockhead away from my uvula and then easing back down. I began swallowing as soon as his cock slipped deeper into my mouth and suddenly his cock head slipped past my uvula and a half inch into my throat. I kept up the swallowing and I began licking the underside of his cock shaft. He gave me fifty orgasms, I gave him just one but his orgasm left him totally drained. I extricated myself from under Alan's body and dressed as quickly as I could. I lifted the front flap of his tent and got a shock, half of the diggers were walking into the camp and they could all see into Alan's tent, he was still totally naked and I had a bright red face as I tried to sneak out.

After dinner Ben called me into his tent, "I've checked on your medical record, I don't see any form of birth control listed from your doctor ... can I ask you what form of birth control you are using?"

"I'm not using any ... I'm still a virgin."

Ben gave me a strange look, "Virgin, who are you trying to kid Kelly?"

"Honestly, all I've done so far is masturbation and oral sex and I'm not planning on going any further."

"Kelly, to my certain knowledge, in the last twenty-four hours you've been in intimate sexual contact with four boys, you're due to be here for another forty days, do you think that your friends will be content to just have masturbation or oral sex with you ... I don't think so and it's my job to assess the way you're acting over here, if I think that you're putting yourself at risk of injury or pregnancy, I'll have to send you home and ask your parents to pay for your flights in both directions."

"Are you saying that I have to stop playing?"

"Well, that would be very hypocritical of me as I'd like to play with you too. What I'm saying is that you have to take precautions or stop playing!"

"You're saying condoms but they aren't really all that safe are they?"

"You'd be better off with implants; they are totally safe and start working from the first day. When I take you in to see the farmer tomorrow I'll take you to see our doctor on the way. It won't matter if you do have sex between now and tomorrow morning because after he examines you to make sure that you aren't already pregnant, he'll give you the morning after pill just for his own peace of mind, before he gives you the implant injection."

I didn't tell Ben that I had a good idea that Steve would probably expect to have full sex with me after I'd stopped him doing me the night before ... I knew that it was definitely on Steve and Paul's short term plan to have full sex with me.

I sat at the dinner table with my nine friends and I blushed a deep red as I looked around the table. Of the six boys, there were only two that I hadn't given oral sex to and I looked over at Amy and Susie and remembered what William had said about them being long term lovers. Finally, I looked at Tracy and wondered if she was actually following in Susie and Amy's footsteps.

After dinner we all moved outside the dining tent, it was totally dark outside, each tent had a hurricane lamp hanging from the end of the ridge pole to prevent accidents as people moved around the site. The lamp could be used inside the tent as well but there wouldn't be enough light to read by but just enough to turn the skin of the tent transparent and let everyone outside your tent see what you were doing inside.

I was sitting by myself on a log at the side of the fire pit, one of the other team leaders lit a fire in the fire pit but it was more smoke than light, it did throw out quite a bit of heat though which was welcome as the cold mountain air was starting us shivering. I was wondering which of my friends would be the first to approach me for a little bedtime fun. I felt a movement at my side but the voice that whispered in my ear wasn't a boy's voice at all, it was Tracy.

"Hey Kelly ... don't think I've been gossiping about you behind your back but is it right that you've had sex with all of the boys from our village?"

"No Tracy, it isn't true, I've not had full sex with anyone in my life yet, just been messing around the edges of sex with four of them."

"The boys you mean?"

"Yes, just boys so far."

"I made a big mistake last night, I bunked in with Susie and Amy ... did you know that they were lesbians?"

"No, I had no idea that they were like that."

"Well, don't get caught in the dark with Susie, she's a real bull dyke and she doesn't take no for an answer ... I was fighting her off all night long. I think I need to find a guy to shack up with."

"Anyone in mind?"

"No, I don't really care, a smelly old tramp would be better than a bull dyke on heat! Can you recommend anyone?"

"Recommend ... no, I don't know a good boy from a bad, I'm only one day old at this kind of stuff but what I can tell you is of the four I've played with so far, Alan has the longest and fattest cock."

"Well, that's a good enough reason to try him I guess."

"He seems to have had previous experience too."

The fire finally started to be effective as a light source and I saw Tracy sidle up to Alan and William, I saw her talking to Alan for a few minutes and she and Alan slipped away to Alan's tent. I headed for the shower block which meant walking on the other side of Alan's tent to the fire, I heard Tracy gasp and looked over at the tent, the light from the fire was a little like the early morning sun had been this morning. Alan was on his back and Tracy was in the girl on top position, she was sitting upright and as she rode him I realised that I could see into the tent through the thin nylon wall well enough to tell that Tracy and Alan were both totally naked.

I didn't need to go to my tent first before going for my shower because, to save money flying so many people around the world, the organisers had told us all to travel with backpacks only so we couldn't take things like soap, shower jell, shampoo or toothpaste because of the ban on liquids in cabin luggage so they had provided everything we needed in wall mounted dispensers in the shower block. There were even mountains of freshly laundered towels to use because we wouldn't have had the space for a large towel in our small back packs.

I took my shower, wrapped myself in a huge towel and carried my dirty clothes to my shared tent. As I stepped out of the shower block, I saw four of the Peruvian students crouching in the shadow and watching Alan and Tracy fucking still inside Alan's tent. Steve and Paul were sitting in front of our tent talking under the glow of the lamp hanging from the ridgepole. There was no light reaching our tent from the fire as we were the other side of the shower block from the fire pit.

I stepped between Steve and Paul and into our tent, I let the flaps drop behind me but they didn't fall because Steve and Paul were right on my heels. I automatically sat in the middle of the bed as I brushed my hair through. Steve and Paul were still chattering away together as they undressed, I checked the time, it wasn't even nine o'clock but we were all very tired still from our long journey the day before as well as a hard day's digging and hauling stuff about. Mind you, apart from talking, there was little to do once it got dark as there wasn't enough light to read by. Well, there was another thing you could do in the dark and as Steve pulled his shorts off and I saw his erection bounce into view, I guessed that other activity was firmly fixed in Steve's mind.

Once Steve was naked he lay at my side and pulled my face to his and he kissed me, "Are you totally knackered Kelly?"

"No, not really, I'm a little tired still from our long journey but I had a good mix of jobs today so I'm not too bad."

Steve showed me his hands, he had blisters because he'd spent most of the day digging or barrowing soil about.

"If you're not too tired, can we carry on with what we started last night please?"

I finished brushing through my hair, I hadn't washed it in the shower but it had gotten a little splashed so it didn't need a great deal of drying, I just plaited it loosely to stop it going wild in the night and then I settled down on my back and opened my arms to Steve. He covered my body and we started kissing. Paul was looking closely, watching as Steve lined his cock up with my fanny. Steve was thrusting wildly and missing with every push, Paul could see that Steve was getting a little frustrated because things weren't happening the way they did on the internet.

Paul made a massive break with the conventions between best friends and he reached between Steve and me, Paul took hold of Steve's cock and he placed Steve's cockhead against my slit. Steve had been a little shocked at feeling Paul's hand around his cock but as soon as he felt my velvet glove around his cockhead he went a little crazy. I felt more than a little pain as Steve rammed his cock deep into my body but it was all over in a few moments, the pain as well as Steve. He didn't even reach three minutes before he splashed down into my body.

Paul had watched Steve ramming away at my body closely and Paul had a worried look on his face as the towel I was lying on became red with my fractured maidenhead mingled with a pint of Steve's semen.

Steve rolled off of me gasping for breath; I'd just had all the pain without any of the pleasure of sex. I looked over at Paul, he was staring between my legs, his face was a little grey and he'd lost his rigidity. Paul managed to drag his eyes away from my bloody pussy as Steve used his hand towel to wipe around his own cock before he cleaned between my legs for me, Paul stuttered, "It's okay with me if you'd rather wait until tomorrow night before I have my turn Kelly!"

I leaned over and dragged Paul's body on top of mine, "It looks far worse than it really is Paul."

I'd had the pain and I'd be damned if I was going to have to wait twenty four hours to get the pleasure I was owed.

I had to reach between us to 'Fluff' Paul's cock into life and once I'd livened him up, I also had to do the aiming for him too. Because Paul thought I'd be in pain after Steve's rough treatment of me he was being overly gentle, I didn't mind though, it took Paul a full hour to get me off and as I rocked and rolled through my orgasm that was the trigger for Paul to release his own pleasure fluids into my body.

It was now ten fifteen and the cold night air had finally overpowered the warmth of the day and we all had to scramble into the sleeping bag together and cuddle up for warmth. I woke again at first light, once again, ninety minutes before breakfast. I dragged my book out of my backpack, at least there was enough light to read by. I got to page five before Steve's hand snaked across my stomach, proving that he had woken too.

"I'm sorry about last night Kelly, I really made a prat of myself, first of all needing Paul's help to get in and then going crazy and finishing off before I'd given you any pleasure. I loved watching Paul fuck you after though, you look fantastic when you build up to your climax slowly. Is there any chance of a 'Do-over'?"

I closed my book and wriggled back down in the sleeping bag, Steve rolled onto his side so that I could slide away from Paul a little. Steve rolled on top of me and began stabbing wildly again and just as the night before, he was proving to be a terrible shot.

"Steve ... stop, take your time, think about what you're doing, your dick is part of your body, it's under your control, visualise where you want to put it and take your time."

Steve looked down between our bodies, he wriggled his hips and suddenly his cockhead drilled into my body. Steve grinned at his new found skill and he slowly rammed his full length into me. Steve came close to his boiling point after five minutes while I was dawdling in the foothills of my pleasure. Steve stopped for a moment. He kissed me and then started off all over again. "Does that feel nice Kelly?"

I jumped ten percent higher up my climactic mountain as I nodded my head.

"Do you prefer a slow and gentle rhythm or do you like it when I ..." as he spoke he did a single thrust, ramming his full length into my body, "... ram into you like that?"

I quickly realised that the small talk and varying his work rate were just aides Steve was using to slow his end game down a little. I built up to my peak and at that moment Steve sped up and finished himself off in me. As soon as we'd finished fucking I remembered Paul, that kid could sleep for England, neither Steve nor I had been silent lovers but Paul was still fast asleep. I gave him the same wakeup call that I'd given him the morning before. As I sucked his cock into my mouth I was looking up at his face, his smile grew as he woke and his hands slipped over the back of my head and he pulled my mouth harder against his cock as he began fucking my mouth in earnest.

We ate our breakfast in our group of ten as usual. The fact that Tracy was hanging off of Alan's arm as they ate was very telling. Tracy had a dreamy smile fixed on her face which was also very telling. Ben picked me up as soon as I'd finished eating and he took me to the beat up mini bus that the group used to collect food or ferry people into town, pick up the post as well as take important finds down to the university.

The Doctor was white which was unusual for that part of Peru, only fifteen percent of the country were white and they mainly congregated in the larger towns and cities. Ben had to act as interpreter for me because the doctor only spoke Spanish.

"The doctor has asked you to undress for him to examine you."

I looked around the room, there was a bed or rather examination couch but no curtains to close off for privacy.

"Top or bottom?"

"Mi amiga quiere saber si la necesitas para quitarse la parte superior o la parte inferior."

"Todo!"

"The doctor said you need to take everything off."

Weighing up time, I needed Ben to interpret for me with the doctor more than I needed to keep my modesty, hell, over the previous two days I'd discovered I had little modesty, modesty was for bricks and mortar, for rooms with doors that could be closed. You couldn't have any modesty in a city of thin nylon walls. I pulled my T-shirt off and as I reached behind for the clasp at the back of my bra I stopped, "Bra as well?"

Steve was about to translate for me but the doctor was ahead of the game, he said, "Todo!"

Steve looked back at me, "Everything."

I stripped off totally, even my shoes and socks.

The doctor gestured to the couch and I slipped on to it and lay on my back. The doctor pressed around my abdomen, feeling to make sure that there was no signs of a baby dwelling in my belly. He palpated my breasts, searching for any signs of lumps, he turned to Ben and said, "Tu amiga tiene un gran cuerpo, hermosas tetas firmes, ¿vas a poder divertirte con ella después de que le haya dado la inyeccin anticonceptiva?"

Ben grinned at the doctors comment, "He likes your body, he thinks you have fantastic tits and wonders if you're my girlfriend ... well, actually he asked me if I get to fuck you later!"

The doctor had moved on to my legs, he started at the tops of my thighs and felt all the way down my legs to my feet before pinching my toe through my toenail to make sure that I had good circulation in my feet.

Ben was looking between my legs, "Well?"

"Well what?"

"Do I?"

"What? Here and now?"

"Well, no ... but I'm sure that the good doctor would love to watch ... and perthaps take his turn after me."

"Not here."

"Later then? Back at the camp!"

"I'll have to see how I feel when we get back."

The doctor popped a pill into my mouth and a cup of water to drink the pill down. He took my left arm and pulled it away from my side, my hand was hanging over the edge of the couch when he returned with a tray of equipment, dishes, bottles and the like. He dipped a cotton wool ball into neat alcohol and cleaned the whole of my left forearm. He took a bottle of Lidocaine and injected a little into my left forearm. Usually I would look away when I had an injection but I was still looking as the doctor leaned in slightly. I didn't feel anything but I watched as the doctor rubbed his trouser covered erection against the palm of my hand as he injected the birth control implant under the skin of my left forearm.

"¡Dudo que tu joven amigo tenga algún producto sanitario con ella y necesitará algo muy pronto, así que será mejor que te lleves esto!"

I looked to Ben for the translation and watched as the doctor handed him some thick gauze sheets as well as cotton wool batting and I didn't need a translation, the doctor was giving Ben the makings of a sanitary towel to tide me over until I could buy some from wherever we got such things from up the mountain.

Ben drove onto the farm, the Lidocaine wore off rapidly and the numbness in my left arm was rapidly replaced with pain from the implants. I was introduced to the farmer, his name was Christian DeSilver, he shook my hand and welcomed me to his farm. Christian had a firm handshake that seemed to ripple through my body, Christian looked disappointed when he realised that my breasts were being held in check by a bra under my T-shirt.

I was guided to a dilapidated stable block, there was only one horse in a stable built for four, "This is Diego, one of the horses that we can rent from the farmer but he'd like to see how you look after it first."

I approached the horse slowly, talking to it as I went, "You look terrified of him Kelly, this doesn't look good."

"Ben ... shut up ... I don't smell right to Diego, I don't smell right to him and I don't sound right either ... I'm going to have to gain his trust by making all the right moves."

I rubbed my hands down both of the horses front legs, I was looking for any cuts or abrasions on his legs but more, I was looking at the horses reactions to my touch, if he had any pains, his ears would have flicked back when I touched near it, his ears going back would have been the first part of his reaction, the second part would be to kick out and I intended to be out of reach if he did.

I checked the horse all over, from the soft pads under his hooves to the top of his flank, everywhere apart from one place. I'd looked at the plumbs hanging down from Diego's hind quarter, "This horse hasn't been gelded, could make him difficult to handle if there are any mares in the area!"

"They prefer not to do that kind of thing in this part of the world, if anything happens to the farmers stud male he'll need a replacement."

I reached behind the horse and palpated his balls, "Well, Diego probably isn't the replacement, his balls feel a little immature to be of much use as a stud horse."

I looked all around the stable, "Mr DeSilver, do you have a wash cloth, some disinfectant and a bucket of clean water please?"

Ben gave out a little giggle, "They have hospitals in this area that aren't that well equipped, he has a bucket and there is a well for fresh water in the yard."

I went to the bus and grabbed one of the gauze pads that the doctor had given me to use as a sanitary towel. I returned to the stable with a bucket of clean water and the gauze pad. I dipped the pad into the water and brought it up the horses sheath, I cleaned it with the water filled pad and as I rubbed it clean the face of his flange popped out of his sheath. I continued to wash his sheath until about a half of his cock was hanging out of his sheath.

I turned the pad over and swirled it in the bucket of water again. I used the pad to clean the front of Diego's flange before cleaning behind it. From the amount of smegma I removed I doubted if anyone had ever cleaned the horses cock before. After I finished I proved that I could tack the horse up for pulling the cart and I guided him between the traces of one of the tipping carts.

"Well Mr DeSilver, how did I do?"

He smiled at me and nodded his head.

"What about the other horse, where is it?"

"Domingo is in another stable, he has a job to do before we can take him!"

"Job ... What kind of job? I thought you said that Mr DeSilver had finished with the horses for the time being!" Ben got a wry smile on his face, "Domingo is Christian's stud horse and one of his mares is a little late coming into season so we can't have him until after he's covered the mare."

We were taken to another barn, not quite as run down as the first, inside, again there were stalls for four horses. There was a lot of noise from the second barn, it sounded like a horse was getting quite upset inside. It didn't take more than a pace inside the barn to see the problem. Christian's stud horse was jumping at the dividing wall between his stall and the one next to him, his cock was in the 'Fully excited' state, his flange was pressing up into his belly. There was only one other horse in the barn and she was standing calmly eating oats and straw.

I looked over at Mr DeSilver and said, "Well, if that's the mare that hasn't come into season yet it looks like you were a little premature, I'm guessing that she has come into oestrus the way Domingo is behaving."

There was a whispered conversation between Ben and Christian before Ben took me to one side, "Have you ever supervised a stallion covering a mare before?"

"I've helped out a few times but never supervised."

"But you know what to do?"

"It's pretty simple really, the stallion does all the work and they usually know what to do instinctively."

"The thing is, Christian was telling me that Perla is a very difficult mare, she doesn't like being covered and it can take all day before she'll allow Domingo to cover her. Christian usually leaves that side of things to his farm hands but they have taken his beef cattle to the coast to be shipped out to a customer. Christian was wondering if you'd supervise things for him ... the sooner we can get Perla pregnant, the sooner we can get our hands on Domingo.

I took Perla from the stable and out into yard. I used a short tether against a wall and just left her for a while. As soon as Perla was out of the stable Domingo started to calm down. I had to release Diego from between the traces of the cart and remove all of his tack before turning him out into a small paddock at the side of the farm yard.

I soothed Perla for a while, I brushed her down so that she would get used to me. I plaited her tail for her so that it wouldn't get in the way when Domingo was brought out. I gave her some maize cobs to eat while I took a two inch thick rope to tie her hind legs to her front legs to stop her kicking out. I checked Domingo's cock to make sure that he was a clean boy before I took him out and placed his nose against Perla's cunt so that he could taste that she was in oestrus.

Everything happened a little fast from that point, Domingo leaped on Perla's back and he began stabbing in the dark, a little like Steve last night with me. I was already pulling Perla's tail out of the way with my left hand and I had to act quickly to lift Domingo's cock and guid it into Perla's cunt.

I let go of the cock and looked over at Ben and Christian, they both looked very impressed as Domingo humped up into Perla once, twice and then a third and final time. It was all over bar the shouting. Domingo rested on Perla's back his cock softening but still plugged into Perla's cunt.

Perla finished her final maize cob and suddenly Domingo was on her mind as well as her back and she started to try and kick at him but because of the way I'd hobbled her legs she couldn't. Domingo's cock fell out of Perla's cunt with the expected cascade of horse cum following it. What I hadn't expected though was that Perla actually managed to buck at the last moment and instead of Domingo's cream falling to the floor harmlessly, I actually got the full pint all down the front of my white T-shirt, turning it totally transparent.

Ben laughed his cock off at the state of me, "Kelly, looks like you've already had one shower courtesy of Perla but from the smell of you ... You'll need another when you get back to camp."

Domingo needed a rest after fucking Perla so I led him back to his stall. I took Perla to the gate leading to the paddock and Diego came trotting over to smell and nuzzle her. I slipped the lead reign through Diegos halter and led him from the paddock and tacked him back into the cart's traces again. I turned Perla out into the paddock to run her energy off.

I drove the cart from the farm to the dig site, just over a mile, Ben was already there in the bus waiting for me. I tethered Diego so that the diggers could throw soil into the cart while I went to fetch Domingo and the second cart.

I clambered into the bus and Ben put it in gear, "Do I have to take you straight back to the farm or can we stop off at my tent for a bit first?"

"I'd rather go straight to the farm, I'm a little bloody at the moment and I have stomach cramps. Give me a day or two and normal service will be resumed ... you can do it then!"

Well, Ben was so disappointed that I ended up sucking his cock as he drove me back to the farm. Ben stopped the minibus a few yards short of Christian's house so that I could finish him off at his leisure ... just to give him his full enjoyment after so much sexual tension all day.

I was back at the dig just as the first cart was totally filled. I slotted the second cart opposite the first and the diggers all changed direction to fill the new cart with soil. I drove Diego to the screen, turned the cart and encouraged Diego to walk backwards until the mouth of the tipping part of the cart was over the screen, then I pulled the pin holding the front of the tipper down and backed Diego up a little further. The traces were hinged onto the tipping bed and as Diego walked backwards the soil all tipped out of the cart and fell through the screen.

I only had enough daylight left to make four runs with the cart but I'd carried the equivalent of eighty wheelbarrows full of dirt. On paper I suddenly had things very cushy, I was excused all other duties, I just had to look after the two horses and the carts and drive the carts back and forth between the dig and the screen but what wasn't on paper was the fact that I was looking after the sexual needs and fantasies of an ever widening group of boys and men around the dig site. I did actually take a turn on the shovel as well when the carts were empty, it seemed to me that thirty minutes on the shovel was as good as an hour in the gym and likewise, every time I had sex it was the same as taking a five mile run and if that were true, in my six weeks in Peru I'd ran the equivalent of eight hundred miles...

I woke with the sun again the next morning but instead of looking for my book at five thirty when I woke up, I pulled on a T-shirt dress, I didn't bother with a bra under my dress but I was still wearing my knickers to hold my homemade sanitary towel in place. I went over to the barn that we were using as a stable, I untied Diego first and led him out into the yard area, Steve and Paul were already there waiting for me. Steve had ripped up an old towel into one foot squares, he'd also filled a bucket with water and he'd raided one of the first aid cupboards for disinfectant, he showed me the bottle and asked if it was okay to use on a horse.

I tipped a capful into the bucket and dropped one of the rags into the bucket. The Diego wasn't dirty as much as dusty so I just brushed him all over hard. I brushed through his tail and then wrapped it in a long bandage so that it didn't get in the way of his crap as he worked. Steve and Paul were sitting impatiently waiting for me to wash Diego's cock.

I stroked his sheath with my bare hand and his flange popped into view, I grabbed the cloth out of the bucket and as my left hand continued rubbing over his sheath, I cleaned the face of his flange with the cloth. Diego continued to grow in length but he wasn't getting harder, his flange was looking down at the floor. I swished the cloth in the bucket again and washed Diego's cock shaft and behind his flange. Steve and Paul were getting quite excited watching me handling Diego's massive, if flaccid, cock.

Steve wanted sex but I put him off, I still had another horse to look after before breakfast.

I pulled Domingo out of the barn, he made a jump at Diego, I thought that was very strange until I looked back under Domingo and saw that his cock was fully erect and very rampant. I had no idea just how often Domingo got to cover his girlfriends, my grandfather only put his stallions to work about once a week but then he was an enlightened owner and he got a lot of money in stud fees because his stallions were quality bloodstock.

I tethered Domingo and started brushing him over. All the time I was working on him he was bucking in Diego's direction. When I got round the part that Steve and Paul were waiting to see again Domingo was still hard so I didn't have to 'Fluff' his cock into life. I took a fresh cloth and soaked it in the weak disinfectant wash and wrapped it around Domingo's cock shaft. Domingo lowered his back a little and I thought he was going to buck towards Diego again but he just stood upright again. His cock was about to escape my grasp so I tightened my grip, he bucked again slowly, I'd been working my way towards the back of Domingo's flange but the bucking had sent my hands right back to the mouth of his sheath again, I pulled my hands back towards his flange again when he made a third buck, a more urgent and forceful buck ... 'That looked just like the same move as...' my thoughts were cut short by a six foot long jet of semen shooting out of his flange.

I was just thinking that Domingo's movements reminded me of how he fucked Perla the day before when he proved me right. I didn't have time to clean the face of Domingo's flange, Steve was dragging me back into the barn, he threw me face down on a stack of hay bails and pulled the back of my knickers down. "Steve ... stop, I'm too messy down there!"

Too late, bloody or not, Steve was already working his patch. Paul sat on the bail at the side of my head and pulled my mouth over his cock, "I'd rather not play in the dirt like Steve if you don't mind!"

So I took Steve and Paul at the same time for the first time.

Now that my bloody knickers had been pulled off, I didn't want to put them back on again, I needed clean panties and another homemade towel. While I was trying to work out if one of the one foot squares of towelling rags could substitute as a sanitary towel I almost discounted it because I didn't have clean knickers to hold it in place, the bell sounded out across the camp site telling us breakfast was ready.

Steve took the towelling square off of me and he folded it in half before he rolled it into a cigar shape and rammed it up my cunt like a massive tampon.

The next day I woke early again, I tried to slip out without waking Steve or Paul, I thought I'd done a good job but by the time I was leading Diego out of the barn I had an audience of five rather than two. Alan, Tracy and William had joined Steve and Paul. Someone had obviously bragged about watching me wanking off Domingo the day before.

As I washed Diego's cock Tracy slithered up to my side, "What does it feel like Kelly?"

"Like a boy, just bigger, more powerful and I guess a little quicker to the boil."

Because Diego was flaccid and malleable I could show Tracy the front of his flange and how I cleaned it. I left Tracy crouching at Diego's side as I fetched Domingo out. Tracy jumped up to greet Domingo and while I was brushing through his coat Tracy asked if she could help clean him. Tracy's eyes were flicking between Domingo's cock and the bucket of medicated water.

"Okay, get a clean rag and do just as I did with Diego.

Tracy was crouching under Domingo's belly, she tried to clean the face of his flange but his rampant cock wouldn't bend so she shuffled further under his belly. She cleaned the face of his flange and then moved on to washing his shaft but without moving out from under him.

I was binding Domingo's tail when his hips lowered, I was starting to tell Tracy that she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Alan had moved in to where Tracy had been crouching to get a better look at what she was doing so Tracy didn't really have an exit when Domingo reached this third and final thrust and Tracy collected a gallon of spunk all over her face and body.

Tracy was in a bit of a catatonic state from the shock of being dumped on, Alan was helpless with laughter so I had to pull Tracy out from under Domingo's belly. I pulled Tracy into the barn and tried to clean her face and hair. Alan came to his senses and joined us. Alan took over with Tracy while I just stood by and watched. I had watched Tracy and Alan fucking through the skin of his tent a few nights earlier when Tracy was playing girl on top, this time, I watched up close and in the open as Allan fucked Tracy in the same way that Steve had fucked me the day before.

By Saturday the rough diggers had moved on to a second trench and I had actually taken a turn on the shovel from time to time while waiting for a cart to fill up, it seemed to me that thirty minutes on the shovel was as good as an hour in the gym.

On Sunday there was no work, the Peruvians wouldn't allow it. The old school bus was loaded up with a picnic and Ben loaded his team up on the bus as well, we had to share seats because we had more bums than the bus had seats. Ben drove the bus for an hour over very rough roads until we came to a lake. The lake looked to be about a half mile long and almost as wide, there were cataracts leaving the lake at the far end, opposite where Ben had parked the bus but between us and the maelstrom of water exiting the lake it looked like one huge mirror.

We all spilled off of the bus, I looked to my right, twenty disappointed looking faces. Ben hadn't told us that we were going to a lake but it wouldn't have mattered, none of us had brought swimming costumes, too little space in our backpacks for such luxuries anyway. I looked to my left, my nine friends from school didn't look disappointed. We'd all spent our fourteenth summer skinny-dipping at the lake formed by the old clay quarry. Mind you, we all looked a lot different back then, we four girls had all grown up a lot since then.

Susie started the whisper, "We can do this, we can totally do this!"

Susie checked with Ben that the lake was safe to swim in and found out that the boot had towels in it as well as food. I watched as Susie pulled Amy to a bush that was overhanging the lake and two minutes later there was a splash and Susie and Amy were in the water totally naked. It didn't take more than five minutes and the rest of our group were in the water, also naked. I swam away from the edge of the lake while Steve and Paul were play fighting in the cold water, trying to dunk each other under the water.

I stopped and trod water, looking back at the twenty other diggers, twenty diggers and Ben who were all looking on enviously at our group fooling around in the water. I saw a naked body swimming in my direction under water. The water was so clear that I could see that the boy aiming for me like a torpedo was Ray Sweet, Sweet by name and sweet by nature. He bumped into my legs under water, he almost felt his way up my body until his head left the water.

"Hi Kelly, You grew big all of a sudden."

I looked down in the water between us and grinned, "Looks like you grew big as well ... just now, when you realised that it was me in the water."

Ray's face flushed a little and he turned his body away from mine.

"Erm ... Kelly ... can I ask you something?"

"Sure, what's on your mind?"

"Well, there's a rumour going around that you and Steve are a thing ... you know ... together and that!"

"You mean that Steve and I are having sex together?"

I saw Ray's cock jump under water and his face turned even redder.

"Well, I was going to say 'Going together' but I guess your way was a little more ... well ... direct!"

"Ray, the rumours are true, Steve is fucking me."

Ray's cock jumped again and then he looked a little confused, "Well, if you are together, how come you're over here with me and Steve is over there with Paul?"

"Well, they both got their rocks off about two hours ago so they're mellow at the moment and they're both giving me my own space."

"Wait a minute, I can understand Steve being mellow because he had ... erm ... you know ... with you but who did Paul ... you know, do it with?"

I looked in the water again, Ray's cock was now so hard that his cockhead was pressing into his own belly.

"Paul did it with the same person as Steve!"

I saw a shiver run through Ray's body and the single eye in his cock sicked out a little cloud of pre-cum 'muddying' the water around his cock.

"You mean ... You and Paul as well as you and Steve?"

"Yep!"

Ray got a funny look on his face.

"It looks like you're imagining what it would be like to fuck me aren't you?"

Ray looked shocked and he postured as if he was going to deny it but then he slumped, "Not just you ... Susie, Amy, Tracy ... Robert's girlfriend, hell, even the Peruvian girls and some of them look like professional wrestlers ... any girl really!"

"Ray, are you telling me that you're still a virgin?"

Ray nodded his head and he looked ashamed of himself. I looked around, apart from a few bushes there wasn't any privacy in the area, "Well, it's a little public at the moment but if you like, I can give you a hand now and I can come to your tent tonight after dinner."

The change in Ray's demeanour was instant, I reached down and took his cock in my hand and started to rub him.

"Can I touch you as well?"

"If you like."

As I wanked Ray he felt all over my body, he was concentrating on my breasts and between my legs. When I finally got Ray off there was a massive bloom of semen flooding all around me. "What should I tell David to keep him out of our tent after dinner?"

"Does David need to be kept out of your tent ... are you shy?"

I saw Ray jump at my suggestion that his roommate could be there while we fucked. "You don't care that David will know what we're doing?

"No."

"What about what we've just done?"

"I don't mind about that either."

Ray smiled, "You know that David is a virgin too..."

I looked over to where David was talking to Amy and Susie, he even stood like a virgin he was standing with two girls that were happy being naked in front of him but even so often he was sneaking peeks at them. I looked back at Ray and I nodded my head, "He looks like a virgin."

"...well, if I tell him that you've just wanked me off and that you're going to come to our tent to let me fuck you later ... well, he'll definitely want a turn!"

"That's okay, if he wants a wank, tell him to come over to me."

Ray swam to David to whisper in his ear and while he was gone Ben swam up to me, "Has your period finished now Kelly?"

I nodded my head.

"Well, will you come on the bus with me while the rest are eating lunch?"

"You going to fuck me on the bus?"

Ben laughed, "Well, you sucked me on the bus the other day so why not go for part two there as well?"

David had stopped about six feet away from me with a very disappointed look on his face, I beckoned him over to us. I positioned David between Ben and me and while I talked with Ben I rubbed David's cock for him. I actually got David off with Ben just a foot away from us. I got David off and with him I'd collected a sexual act with every male in our village group. And the prospect of fucking the last two later as well.

The picnic was set up well away from the bus and everyone headed off to the picnic table, nine of my group used towels to hide their modesty while Ben and I walked over to the bus totally naked, we covered the floor between the rows of seats with our towels for comfort and used them as a bed to fuck on. Ben was certainly well versed in sex, he had skills and a toolbox of imaginative techniques to get me off and keep my climax building ever higher as he took his pleasure with me.

After fucking and then eating a few sandwiches we all went back to the water, this time all thirty of us students were in the water frolicking even if twenty of us were actually wearing our underwear as bathing suits. We were given an hour's warning that we would be heading back for our camp site so we all ended up on the grassy bank of the lake laying in the sun to dry off. The twenty diggers lay in their pairs, the first time we had actually seen any of them 'Together' with each other all week. Their part of the bank looked like a Spanish beach resort, the way they line up their sun-beds, in pairs, with exactly two feet between each pair. Our area was more random, we were just a tangle of bodies, ten friends of long standing and our team leader. I saw William make a move on Amy which put Susie's nose out of joint, especially when Amy responded to William in a positive way.

After dinner I went off to Ray and David's tent, David watched as I taught Ray how to please me with his cock and then Ray watched as David fucked me ... David had a better imagination that Ray and wanted to try different things which delayed my return to Steve and Paul and start the sex games all over again.

We'd reached the end of our first week in Peru, I'd had full sex with all six of my friends as well as our team leader. That first week set the rhythm for the five that followed, Alan and Tracy spent their time as boyfriend and girlfriend but Tracy had sex with William as well from time to time and Alan came to me a few times each week also. Amy slept with William, she also slept a few times with Ray as well but she was definitely Susie's girlfriend. They say that having sex was as good a form of exercise as running five miles, I didn't know about that for sure but if it was true, then in my six weeks in Peru I'd ran the equivalent of eight hundred miles.

The flight home was really sad, we wouldn't see each other every day anymore, we were all due to go our separate ways, ten different universities would be our playground for the next three years. To try and cheer the boys up on the long flight home I let the boys all join the mile high club with me, just for old times sake...

16,100 Words.

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